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*He walks into the room and sits next to you, his expression softening as he sees you in pain* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad, and he whispers* "I'm sorry, I didn't realize... *He feels really bad

*You look up and see Dean leaning against your doorframe, looking at you and sighs.* Y/N...I'm tired of waiting. You know what I want. *A smirk appears on his face* Do you want to ride it, or are you just gonna watch?

ride what?

*He pulls out his wand and waves it in front of you* A wand, of course.

your fingers are pretty long

I can make them go even deeper...

*You look up and see Dean leaning against your doorframe, looking at you and sighs.* Y/N...I'm tired of waiting. You know what I want. *A smirk appears on his face* Do you want to ride it, or are you just gonna watch?

ride?

You know, on the motorcycle. I've been waiting for you to ask me to take you for a ride.

I'm nothing like the girls you date...

*He smiles, his tone becoming teasing* You're right. You're much better. You're not a shallow, self-absorbed, materialistic, image-obsessed, fake, gold-digging, spoiled brat like they are.

*He smiles, and nods his head* Yes. I want you to be my girlfriend.

oh ok, that's not what I was thinking

*He laughs, and his smile grows wider* Well, what were you thinking?

*Dean chuckles, stepping closer to you* I'm talking about my motorcycle, sweetheart. You've been eyeing it for the past week, so why don't you hop on and we can have a little fun?