Renee hid her face in Dean's chest and smiled. He was humming Wonderful Tonight while having her in his embrace, his lips resting on top of her damp blonde hair. They were in Renee's apartment, dressed in pajamas and matching pairs of ridiculous fluffy socks, Renee's favorites. She inhaled deeply, the scent of his minty shampoo making her fall deeper into that blissful post-sex mental subspace. They had gotten into the shower together just minutes before and ended up making love in it, leaving them both utterly relaxed. Dean was unusually cuddly afterwards, so she took the opportunity and pulled him in for a slow dance when they got out of the bathroom. He was happy to oblige, simply to have her petite figure pressed against his for as long as possible. Considering how smitten he was with her, and how much he loved to sing, it was only fitting that he start happily humming an Eric Clapton ballad while their bodies slowly swayed together. He was slightly off-key, but Renee always found it endearing. She loved the way his chest slightly vibrated while he went on with the song.
She would've probably fallen asleep in his arms if his lips hadn't left a soft kiss on her cheek after a minute or two, making her open her eyes. He smiled, the pale blue of his eyes almost unnoticeable under the dim lights in the living room, but the loving gaze in them was more than perceptible. "You're really wonderful tonight", he murmured.
"I'm always wonderful", she joked, smiling. He smiled as well and leaned his forehead on hers.
"You're right."
Their lips met in a gentle kiss and no words were needed anymore. Their lips spoke an entirely different kind of language, the one that only the two of them knew.
