The sun shone softly over the lake, creating sparkling reflections on the calm waters. You were in Dean Thomas' lap, feeling his warmth against you as he placed soft kisses on your neck. The smell of fresh grass and the light breeze that passed across the lake made the moment even more perfect. Your arms were around him, and you felt every beat of Dean's heart in your chest, as if the two of you were completely in tune.

Dean always had this calmness that made you forget about the world. His fingers caressed your arm and you found yourself smiling, eyes closed, enjoying every second. His laugh was light, a comforting sound, as he murmured in your ear: "Did you know I could stay like this forever?"

You opened your eyes, looking into his, which shone with affection. "I guess you'd have to carry me everywhere then," you joked, with a smile on the corner of your lips.

He chuckled, arms squeezing you. "With great pleasure," he said, before going back to placing soft kisses on your skin. "I don't see any problem with that."