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"You know it's not often we do this Y/N." Sam said to you as he carried the drinks out to the viewing room. The TV was tuned to the special airing of the New Year's Eve dropping of the ball in New York City. There were performances by all your guys' favorite artists.
“That’s the point Sam. After the year we all had we could use a little party to shake off all the bad and start anew.” You were happy and smiling while floating around the bunker doing all your little chores.
“I guess. What exactly did you send Dean out for anyway?”
“Just a few drinks, some food. Small stuff really. He’s probably having a hell of a time getting around all those drunk assholes out there, stumbling around the streets and what not.” You laughed a little bit.
You and Sam whipped around when you heard the bunker door slam. Dean walked through carrying more bags then he should have been. You didn’t send him out for much so the amount he came back with was shocking.
“Okay. Two things. One, I’m never going out on errands for you on New Year’s Eve ever again. Two, I picked up a little present on my way back from the store.” Out from behind Dean stepped a smaller figure but one that was very familiar.
“Cas!” You smiled and dropped what you were doing. You ran up the stairs and hugged tour friend. “Alright, now we can officially start this little party we’ve got going on.” You said happily.
“Hey Dean, why’d you buy so much anyway?” Sam asked grabbing a handful of bags from his brother.
“Well ya know Sammy, I decided to make dinner for us. How do homemade burgers and fries sound? And some apple pie for dessert?”
“Sounds great Dean.” Castiel said passing by to go lay on the couch.
“What’s up with Cas?” Sam asked walking with Dean to the kitchen.
“Apparently, rather than coming here angel boy decided to sleep in the woods for the past couple of days. He’s been running from the angels upstairs.”
“Hmm… It’s a good thing you found him then.”
“Yeah.”
“Dean? Do you want any help cooking?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay what do you want us to do?” You said smiling, things were starting to feel even a little bit normal.
“Actually, I only really need help from one person.” Dean said staring his brother down hoping he would get the message.
“Oh yeah. Um… Why don’t you help Dean out Y/N. I’m gonna go check on Cas.” Sam said making his excuses.
“Okay. Bye Sam.” You said. You turned to Dean and smiled, “What do you want me to do?”
You and Dean spent a while cooking alone together in the kitchen. You were flirting and messing with each other the whole time. Things seemed to feel so magical. You were on cloud nine the whole time and didn’t think you would ever come down. When it was finally time to eat you all spent the whole night laughing and playing around. Throwing things at one another and smiling. When it came time for midnight Dean had called you away to say something. You were nervous and blushing the whole time. What he had to say probably wasn’t at all along the lines of what you were hoping for. The two of you stood outside the bunker door looking up at the stars.
“Y/n?”
“Yes Dean?”
“I…” A round of fireworks went off as he was talking and you didn’t hear
a single word.
“Sorry Dean. What did you say?”
“I love you. I’ve been feeling this way for a while now and… I guess… I just needed to get it off my chest.” Dean spoke as clearly as possible.
Rather than say anything, you kissed Dean on the lips lightly. “Happy New Year’s Dean Winchester.”
He pulled you closer, wrapped you in his arms and kissed your forehead. Fireworks went off in your heart just like they had in the sky. “Happy New Year’s Y/N.”