There was really no way to resist when Merlin drew him in. Dean tucked his head against his shoulder but he kept his arms protectively around himself instead of putting them around his lover.

"I'm going to stick with the worst," he said as he trailed kisses along his neck. "The most over protective, teasing, and distracting ever. That makes you the worst. And amazing."

Maybe it would all disappear one day but Dean wouldn't regret this. It was amazing that he could be this happy. Dean rested his chin on Merlin's chest and grinned at him. "You keep making all these pretty cards... I should write you a song."

He hadn't really written music in years but he knew that he could come up with something decent if he sat down and thought about it. Music was really the best way he knew how to express everything besides constantly jumping Merlin's bones.