Sam and Dean had decided to go visit a bar after another successful hunt. Well Dean did. And you were working in that bar.

Of course the moment Dean saw you - a young bartender - his heartbeat began to quicken. Maybe he'd get lucky tonight.

The whole evening Dean had been checking you out now. He just couldn't take his eyes off of you while meanwhile you only had eyes for his brother — Sam.

The way he was so tall, with those sweet dark puppy eyes and he was just reading. In a bar. And his brown messy hair was adorable.

"C'mon man, just look at her once. She's gorgeous." Dean muttered to Sam while watching you. "Hm." Sam just hummed as he kept reading his article - not even looking up once.

It wasn't like he didn't think you were cute. He just thought he wouldn't even have a chance so he just let Dean do his thing.

Dean had also attempted to hit on you a few times but you just took it as a nice compliment - otherwise you didn't react.

You couldn't help but admire Sam though. And you didn't even talk to him yet.