You and Dean both stood for a second, staring a each other. "Hi," you whispered.
"Hey," he whispered back.
You averted your eyes, putting your stuff away. You looked back at Dean as you sat on your bed, watching him shuffle around the motel room, his hand rubbing the back of his neck, like he always did when he was nervous. He glanced at you, causing you to look down at your hands. "Do you...want a beer?" Dean asked, breaking the silence.
You looked up at him, nodding as you bit your bottom lip. He grabbed two from the small fridge, popping them open and walking yours over to you. You took it from him, sparks flying when his hand touched yours, causing you to flinch slightly as he pulled away. He sat on the bed across from you, both or you taking a large drink as you turned your gaze to the tv, which was currently playing some talk show on a low volume.
"How do you think Sam and Castiel are doing?" you asked softly.
"They'll be fine, Sam knows what he's doing," Dean replied. You could feel him glance between you and the tv, and every time his green orbs turned on you, you could feel your heart rate pick up and a blush try to creep up your cheeks. To push the blush back down you kept drinking the cold beer in your hand.
After sitting in awkward silence for a few minutes, Dean continuing to glance at you, you spoke. "Those poor people," you whispered.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked, watching you.
You looked down at your hands around the bottle, fidgeting with it. "The couple the demon has been killing," you clarified. "They had to watch the one person meant for them, the one person you're suppose to love with your whole mind and heart, die in front of them. Not only die, but be tortured. It just….it's so sad."
Dean was silent for a moment, before speaking softly. "I'm glad Sam and Castiel are taking care of this."
Your eyes flashed up to him, your mouth dropping open at that revelation. "What?"
He didn't meet your gaze, watching the talk show with a blank stare. "I don't think I could go in there with the thought in my mind that what happened to them could have happened to us," he whispered. You closed your mouth, looking at Dean closely. He looked up then, meeting your eyes, "I would do anything to protect you, Y/N. I...would do anything actually, anything for you."
You blushed slightly,looking down at your hands. "I would do anything for you too," you whispered.
You glanced up at him, smiling when you saw the large grin on his face as he looked at you. Your blush grew as you scooted over on your bed, Dean instantly moving next to you. You both leaned back on the headboard, Dean wrapping an arm around your waist letting you lean against him, both of you growing comfy.
You watched the talk show for a few more moments, before giving up on it and burrowing more into Dean. You sighed, smiling as Dean chuckled, "You comfy?' he asked.
"Very," you replied, only making him chuckle more. Your smile widened at the laugh,
You felt him kiss the top or your head, whispering softly to you, "I love you, Y/N"
"I love you too, Dean."
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