Dean laid beside you on his side just peacefully watching you sleep. He scooted closer to you and put his arm around you and rested his head in the crook of your neck. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, "I must be the luckiest man in the world to have someone like you in my life,". He gently started rubbing circles and other shapes softly into your back.
"If I could tell you how amazing you are without getting tongue-tied," he said, "how beautiful you are, how brave you are. How you know when to put me in my place when I'm being the stubborn ass I can be,". He smiled remembering times when you had done that.
"How when I'm upset, or a hunt goes wrong you don't falter for one second to wrap your arms around me," he kissed your shoulder, "and you make sure I know what happened wasn't my fault. Or how sometimes you know all it takes is for you to hold me or sit with me until I'm ready to talk," he said, "How loved you make me feel. It's something I haven't felt in forever,". He rested his head in the crook of your neck.
"All these are the reasons why on our next date I plan to ask you to marry me," he said kissing your cheek, "I love you so much Y/N,". He closed his eyes falling asleep unknowing to himself that you were awake the whole time you just stayed quiet.