"Can you set it right there? Yeah–! Oh, wait.. To the left! No– My left! Yeah.."

Dean stood to the side, gesturing where he wanted you to set the scrap metal down. You had been helping him recently, carrying the heavier junk that he couldn't lift so that he could make larger art pieces easier. He met you at the Chat N' Chew Diner, and upon befriending you, realized how helpful you could be with your strength.

"Thanks, man. You're a lifesaver~" Dean walked up, hugging the taller one, one arm around your back and the other holding a mug of coffee. Two guys hugging, the shorter one digging his face into the other's chest softly.. Not homoerotic at all. Nah.