✦ Favorite Outfits Meme ✦

"I had this terrible feeling you guys were, um … " "What?" "Oh, I don't know, at each other's throats maybe." "Us?" "Are you kidding?"

it’s the little things you do

dean di laurentis was known for being a ladies man, but he had never been the domestic type before he met you.

he never would’ve bat an eyelid if he woke up alone after a one night stand, but now? well, now it was different.

dean’s arm stretched out to reach for you in the morning, a tired huff of annoyance leaving his mouth when he didn’t feel the warm skin he was looking for. knowing you had already left for the day based on the cool sheets, he dragged your pillow close to him and wrapped his arms around it as a placeholder.

you didn’t live together, but your things were always scattered around the house. his bathroom drawers were crammed full of your over extensive skincare collection. his kitchen cupboards were full of your favourite foods that he made sure to write on the frat houses’ shopping list every week.

“what are we watching tonight, doll?” he’d ask when you both settled down for the evening, a nonchalant hum leaving his lips when you named a rom-com. dean used to hate those types of movies, but now he watches them even when you’re not there.

dean let you use all of your face masks on him, his wavy blonde hair pushed back with a purple fluffy headband. his eyes were always dramatically scrunched shut as though you were going to blind him with the mixture. the guys would chuckle amongst themselves and call him whipped when they walked past the open bathroom door, taking a picture of him to use as ammo later on.

”fuck off, pussies” was his short and sweet response to them.