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"You are so fucking beautiful." Dean said, staring at you from the passenger seat of the Impala.
It was the first time he had actually allowed you to drive Baby and you couldn't help but smile at the compliment. It wasn't often you caught a glimpse of the gentler side of Dean; you could see the love pouring from his apple green eyes and felt it washing over you. You knew he was completely wrapped up in the moment just watching you drive and for the first time, paying no mind to the road ahead.
"Shut up," you giggled, cheeks flushing and turning hot under his gaze.
Dean scooted closer, laying his head in the crook of your neck. "Can I keep you, sweetheart?”
"I'm not going anywhere, De." You promised, placing a kiss to his forehead. He hummed, brushing his lips over your pulse point, trailing down your neck to nip at your collarbone.
“Keep doing that and I’m not responsible for any damage to Baby.”
“Okay, okay.” He chuckled, nuzzling his head back on your shoulder. He was home.