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☆ ☆ ☆ imagine
Dean lost his father recently, and hasn't been doing so well. He tried playing it off that he was okay, and he was handling it, but he really wasn't. He was torn, devastated.
Dean sat on the edge of the couch as he opened up about how he was feeling. Quickly wiping his face as tears fell down. He didn't want you to see him cry.
You didn't speak a word, instead you held him close to you, letting him cry which was something he hadn't done yet. Dean wrapped his arm around your waist, hugging you as he cried into your chest.
