Dean:
“Y/N, wanna do something?"
You guys just got back from a hunt and you were kinda tired.
“What? Why? What's wrong with you? We just got back, I'm tired leave me alone Dean." You responded flopping on to the mattress of the motel you stayed at that smelled of concealed farts and unwashed sheets.“ It'll make you feel better I promise." He said moving your hair and kissing the back of your neck.
“I swear if you take off your pants, i will stab you." You said with the pillow muffling your words.
“We could do that, but i meant go some where nice and eat, you know its like 12:00 right?" Your stomach growled, but you didn't care. “Are you asking me out Dean Winchester?"
“I guess i am." He said a smile spreading across his ace and his emerald eyes glowing. “But can I take off my pants later?" He asked mischievously. “Shut up." You answered throwing the pillow.
Sam:
“Sam, pass my clothes please." You said stepping out the bathroom wrapped in a towel and saw him sitting on the bed. “Wow. Sam you looking...... Um... amazing and all, but what's the occasion?"
“We, my favorite lady, are going to dinner." he said fidgeting in his suit and holding flowers
“We are?" You said examining the outfit you were wearing “Um, Sam, I'm wearing a towel." “I know. " he said chuckling and smiling, “that's what the dress is for." He nodded toward the red dress lying on your bed. “Oh my goodness, really?!" You said squealing and jumping on Sam. “Your welcome." He said hugging you, “Come on, get dress can't wait to see you in it."
