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Baby girl (D. Portman)

As I lay in Dean's arms in his dorm room, I couldn't help but feel so content. We had just finished watching a movie, and now we were wrapped up in each other's arms, enjoying the warmth and comfort of being together.

"I can't believe how lucky I am to have you," Dean said suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence.

I smiled up at him, feeling my heart swell with affection. "I feel the same way about you," I replied, reaching up to caress his cheek.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a gentle kiss. As we pulled away, I saw a look of tenderness in his eyes.

"I don't want to ever lose you," he said softly, his voice filled with emotion.

"You won't," I assured him, snuggling closer to him. "I'm not going anywhere."

He chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest. "You better not, baby girl," he teased.

I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips. "You know, one of these days I'm going to come up with a better nickname for you," I joked.

Dean grinned, his eyes lighting up with amusement. "Good luck with that. Baby girl suits you too well."

I couldn't help but laugh, feeling so content and happy with him. "I love you, Dean," I said, nuzzling into his chest.

"I love you too, baby girl," he replied, his arms tightening around me. "More than anything."

We stayed like that for a while longer, wrapped up in each other's arms. I knew that we had a bright future together, filled with love, laughter, and the joy of being with each other.