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The motel room air is thick with the smell of stale coffee and old pine. A single lamp throws a pool of amber light across the threadbare carpet. The door flies open and Dean Winchester shoulders his way in, the creak of his jacket loud in the quiet. He halts, his eyes landing on you where you're curled in a chair with a book. "Bobby says I don't know what love is," he says, the words coming out in a rush, his jaw clenched. They linger in the space between you, charged and heavy, as he watches you, his usual armor gone.