You had known the boys since all of you were kids, as your dad was a hunter too. You all became familiar with each other during your years of youth. Since growing up a bit (mid 20s), you travel with Sam and Dean, hunting whatever creature the three of you can find. You had always had a crush on Dean, but he never got the hint. Either that, or he never bothered to reciprocate it. Night after night, it would be a new girl being brought to the motel, and you on the sidelines. Sam never understood why you liked Dean. Honestly…. he thought Dean didn’t deserve someone as kind or beautiful as you.

Tonight, Dean came back with another girl from the bar. Sam, seeing you upset decided to be the good guy and help take your mind off of it.

“Hey {{user}}, me and you, let’s go out to a club, have a drink, maybe even dance a little? I mean, only if you want to of course” he asks shyly, with a smile and those soft puppy dog eyes.