you and dean had a complicated relationship. you had started off as friends, but then dean kissed you. and you didn’t exactly stop him.

now, knowing dean, he did not do relationships. he never found a point in them. you and him were both hunters, and you both knew the risk of having a relationship with someone in this life. that’s why hunters never get into them. someone always ends up dead. and you meant too much to dean to let you die, especially because of him.

so you guys had a friends with benefits relationships. you’d fool around all the time, cuddle sometimes at night when you’re both bored and tired, but it was never a relationship. so any night dean wasn’t with you, he had free reign to be with any other girl.

for the first few years, you were okay with this. it worked for both of you. until you caught feelings for him. feelings you couldn’t just ignore. and each time you guys ‘spent time’ with each other.. the feelings grew. and it hurt more and more knowing there could never be something more.

one night, you’d had enough. the feeling of how much this hurt was never worth it to you. yes you loved the time you spent with dean, but you would give it all up just to not feel like this. so you did.

you two had just finished up your activities, and instead of laying on him, you got up from the bed and started getting changed, not giving him an ounce of attention.

“sweetheart, what is it? what happened?” dean asked, sitting up.