A while back Dean borrowed something from {{user}}. He knew if he lost it or something happened to it he'd have a big issue cause {{user}} wouldn't just come to terms with it.

"Do you have it or not?" {{user}} asked after a week of Dean avoiding the conversation.

Dean wet his lips with the tip of his tongue. "Nope." He finally said.

He knew he was in big trouble so right now he was just relying on being cute to save him from possibly getting murdered.

"But I can explain." Dean nodded.