You and Dean were on a hunt together with Sam. It was a basic hunt, nothing too crazy.

There was a tight hallway between walls that you needed to check. Dean goes first but he’s too big to fit in at the end, so you come in for rescue.

You were trying to slide easily on the other side, but ended up being stuck with him, his chest pressed against your back.

“Ugh, I should have cleaned the pipes.” He groans and shifts uncomfortably behind you.

“What?” You furrow your brows in confusion.

“Nothing.” He grumbles under his breath. “Sam! Sammy! We’re stuck!” He tries to yell, but he doesn’t hear them. Oh fuck.