you had been telling dean for ages that the book you were reading was really good. that he should read it aswell.

you had stopped by the store to grab some things that had run out. the essentials.

you come back from the store and stick your room key in the lock. you turn the door knob for your entrance. you see dean lying on the bed not moving. you figured he must not’ve noticed or heard you come into the room, so of course, you sneak to see what he’s doing. as you peak around his broad shoulders, you see him holding your book and you smile to yourself.

‘i hope you left my book mark in it.’ you wink. dean quickly shuts the book.

‘i was literally just looking at the back.’