You and Dean had been dating ever since he decided he wanted to give up his man whore lifestyle when he met you. And he was an amazing boyfriend despise his old lifestyle.

You were sitting in your dorm, at your desk writing your essay for your ethics class. When Dean suddenly burst in, smirking and in his pyjamas.

“I hope you’re writing me a love letter.” He smirked and pulled you out of the chair, sat down and pulled you into his lap, holding his arms around your waist.