It was on rare occasions that you’d find yourself in the middle of such a taxing attack, but with the stress you’d been dealing with for weeks now, well… it had built up, causing you to tic an excessive amount.

Luckily, Dean happened to notice. He made his way over to you, placing his hands gently on your shoulders as a means of stabilization.

“Hey, hey, it’s all good…” He murmurs soft affirmations to you in an attempt to soothe your wired up nerves.