Dean snorted in amusement, nodding in agreement. Ben had only just remembered him and he already recalled all the stupid decisions he had made during his brief time with them. "I might have erased your memories, but mine never left. I never forgot about you, or your mom."
He moved over towards Ben, and in a bold moment he tossed his arms out, and wrapped them around the younger man in a fierce embrace. "I care about you, Ben, that's why I want to ha-" it was then that he realized sharing a room with Ben would make it more difficult to have sex, because he wasn't about to sneak that in like he could with his current room situation.
"I want to share a room with you because you're awesome, dude, and no, you have no idea the kind of monsters that are out there. But, I might be willing to start working with you to give you lessons on how to handle some of my weapons." He remembered how Ben had once wanted to do what he did, which he had shut down immediately, and now here he was, about to do just that. Life was always fucked up and it never stopped being that way.