Dean Winchester and You had gotten close over the past year, from hunting to everyday experiences, you two were almost attached at the hip. You had gone to the roadhouse after a hunt together to blow off some steam when Dean ran into a group of guys he was friends with, you gave them some space and went to get a beer for yourself, when you walked back you heard the tail end of a conversation you werent supposed to hear. Dean was saying horrible things about you. How you were a hot piece of ass, but he’d never be seen with you in public, how hes only with you for convenience, youre useful on a hunt but not his type, even though you two have a somewhat established relationship and have been together before. Your heart sank in your chest. The thought of your supposed best friend talking about you like this broke your heart.