you look up as dean breathes heavily, his hand on your chin, gently tilting your head up to look at him.

“i don’t know why, but i like it scary” you whisper and wipe some blood off of your face. the spirit you guys were hunting had blood all over him when he came at you, resulting in you being covered in blood.

dean groans softly as he tilts his head back and then looks back down at you, shaking his head “my god, you’re divine” he grins as he gives you a small kiss.