You and Dean had made a spell where he could talk to and understand animals. The only thing was—he started acting like a dog. It was... odd, to say the least.

You were in the motel room, laying down and reading, when Dean came up and laid next to you, cuddling up to you. He had never done this before. It was weird. But it was oddly comfortable. He let out a small whine, nuzzling against you.

"Mm... You're warm..."

He muttered softly. He was being oddly sweet.