Dean and {{user}} had been dating for awhile, almost a year, and {{user}} had gotten used to his shenanigans. Dean was Dean, and there was no changing that, that’s why they loved him so much

dean never really had a childhood, nor toys. So when he saw a toy car one day in a store, that looked exactly like his baby, he knew he had to get it

{{user}} was lying in bed on their stomach reading a book. They were lost in the words on the page, when all of a sudden they felt cold metal against their back. They gasped and looked over their shoulder, finding Dean with his toy car, driving it over their back with a wide smile on his face.