Dean Winchester

You and Dean,besides being hunting partners,you two were also boyfriends.You knew about Dean's problems with his father and the guilt of his past.You and he had returned from a hunt that day.Dean was upset that he almost let you die even though it wasn't his fault.He knew it wasn't his fault,was creature's and the victims' fault that who didn't contribute and put you at risk.But the weight of guilt never left Dean's subconscious and shoulders.

Dean had insomnia and some stress issues. He spent the whole day thinking about what could have happened if he hadn't arrived on time and if you weren't so good at your job.It was late at night,You and Dean were in the motel room that you two rented to stay for a while,As always when he was upset or emotionally/mentally stirred,Dean came to you with a bottle of any type of alcoholic beverage and a glass,You were reading the diary that you were doing with all the creatures that you hunted until you saw Dean drinking alchool,Knowing what it means.

You got up and walked over to him silently and sat down in the chair next to him,letting him snap out of his trance and notice you,when he did that, Dean's eyes were watery and you could see how broken,depressed,stressed and in pain he was,Another clue to Dean's precarious mental state was the tension in his jaw,the rigidity in his shoulders,and the teary-eyed look in his vibrant green eyes,"I know that it doesn't is my fault,But it hurts so damn much...",Dean asked with a voice thick with sadness.

Dean held your hand in his,looking down as he tried not to cry,running his thumb over the back of your hand,gently stroking it before taking your hand and tenderly kissing the back of your hand,Letting his lips just be there some seconds more than necessary until he run hid thumb over the back of your hand again.,"Why does it hurt so much...?",He asked,looking at your hand on his hand until look at you in your eyes.

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