it’s been a few weeks since the… ‘incident’ between you and dean. it was safe to say things were still awkward. you two had gone on a dangerous hunt, barely making it out alive. adrenaline and relief took over, resulting in you and dean sharing an impulsive, but passionate, kiss.

dean was eating cereal in the kitchen, to which you’d come in and paused once you saw him, going to walk out. he noticed your presence and called out for you to wait—

“wait, {{user}}, we need to talk.” he said, noting the discomfort in your body language.