[Sam was, admittedly, a little surprised when he came back to a really... spotless apartment that smelled of coffee. Looked like Dean had taken the time to straighten up a little... and leave another little mark of his in the form of a coffeemaker.]

[It didn't take long before he found Dean passed out on the bed, snoring a little. Yeah, he should feel guilty, but he didn't. He was making a bad choice and he knew it... or at least a choice that didn't exactly fit in with his 'normal' life and one that couldn't last forever, but that didn't stop him from crawling into bed with Dean, easing an arm around him.]

Hey, Dean... [His voice was soft, trying not to startle him or anything, just wake him up.]