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jessjad · 6 months ago

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Snow globe

Summary: A visit from Dean and Sam in the week around christmas is a nice surprise, but will it bring more than just presents?

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1770

Warnings: none. Just a tiny little fluff and something new.

A/N: Hello! 😊 This is my contribution to @spnfanficpond 's secret santa 2024. This is for @burntsecrets. I hope you like it. The picture is made by the lovely @thebiggerbear who tried to make sense of my ideas! All mistakes are mine! Enjoy!

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"Is it really okay for us to be here during christmas?" Sam asked with his typical puppy eye look.

Y/N had to grin. "Of course it is. Although I'm surprised you guys wanted to come here. I would've thought you would spent christmas at Jody's."

It's been five more days until the 24th and Y/N had already perpared for a plan B, herself not wanting to be alone over the holdiays. But Sam's call yesterday was a really nice surprise. So she had put up her christmas decorations and had bought a tree, which now glittered and shone in all its glory.

"Well... Jody has already a pretty full house." Dean said and scratched the back of his head a little nervously.

"Yeah, with the girls, you know? And Donna is gonna come over too." Sam explained further.

"And eventhough the bunker is big..." Dean started and Y/N new what he meant. 'The bunker is too big for two guys alone.'

"... we were just thinking you might want to have some company this year." Sam finished. "Since we haven't seen eachother in a while." he smiled.

But Y/N knew what that meant too. 'You are just as alone as we are.' And it was true. After what happened last year with Chuck and the world almost ending, Y/N had lost the last two people in her life. Her parents.

They knew about the life and everything that goes bump in the night. So, when everyone felt the end coming, a pack of vampires went rouge and their house was on their list. They called their daughter, but she came to late. And when she stepped foot into the house, Sam and Dean had already been there. That was the first time they had meet. Since then they stayed in close contact.

"Yeah! Yeah, I'm happy that you are here. Now, I can give back to you with providing some shelter and food." she winked.

Both the brothers laughed to that. Then she showed the brothers her place. Sam took the guest bedroom since he was the taller one. Dean was fine with sleeping on the pull out couch in the living room. Y/N had offered her own bedroom to the older Winchester, but he refused. But not without mentioning that he would sleep in there with her, but not alone.

To that, Y/N blushed a little. If he would only know that she was in love with him, he may have not said it. But Y/N had always loved the flirty side to Dean. Which was one of the things that had made her fall in love with him.

For the rest of the day all three stayed inside and catched up. Y/N cooked some chicken and roasted potatos for dinner while christmas music was running in the background. It felt strangely like home.

When Y/N came back from grocery shopping the next day, Dean was standing in the kitchen. Apron around his waist, bowls and ingredients out on the counter and he was fiddling with the kitchen machine. Somehow he had already flour in his hair and on gthe tip of his nose. It was to adorable.

"Crap... Dammit!" he grumbled while he pressed the screen.

“Is everything okay in here?” Y/N asked with a grin.

"What? No... shit, what kind of fucking devil's trap is this thing?"

"It's not a devil's trap, it's a Kenwood." Y/N said, coming over to Dean after putting her bags down.

"Well, whatever this thing is, sweetheart, it's not working."

"Yes it it, Dean. You just have to push here." and Y/N pointed at the right function.

"Where? Here?" and without waiting Dean just pushed again.

The mixing arm began to rotate at the highest level and pump all the flour out of the bowl into the air. Within seconds they were both enveloped in white mist and Dean now had gray hair. At first it was quiet, but then Y/N burst out laughing. Dean looked a little taken aback, but also had to grin.

"How is it that the man who invents and builds his own EMF detector... can't even use a kitchen machine?" she teased him.

“You really can’t compare the two, Y/N.”

"If you say so." the woman smiled and ruffled the flour from his hair.

Dean turned a little more towards her and waited for Y/N to finish. But when she lowered her arm again, her smile disappeared. It was only then that Y/N noticed how close they were to each other. So she looked down briefly and took a few steps back. Dean then cleared his throat slightly.

"You, um... put up quite a lot of decorations."

"Oh, yes." Y/N replied, secretly happy for the little distraction.

She took off her jacket and shoes as well, looked around briefly and then started putting away her purchases.

"Christmas was always important to my parents. Me too. We always celebrated it throughout December." Wistfulness crept into her eyes, but it didn't go unnoticed by Dean. "It's still important to me..."

"How can I argue with that?" answered Dean quietly.

"Not to mention. We've always been true believers." Now she had a mischievous smile on her face again and the melancholy had disappeared.

Dean chuckled. "I believe that straight away. With all the snow globes. Do you like those the best?"

He wiped his hands on his apron and came around the counter. His baking has long been forgotten.

"Yes and no. It's acutally a family tradition."

"How so?" now he was curious.

"My father had never been someone who expressed his feelings openly. And at some point my mother said that the two of them had had a big argument. They had only been together four months." She folded the last empty bag and put it aside.

"I don't remember exactly what it was about, but Mom probably told him that she still wasn't sure whether my father even loved her at all. She was missing a feeling of security. But even after the argument he probably still couldn't say it. Then they went on a break."

Now Dean came over to Y/N, who had just picked up one of the snow globes that was on the windowsill. They met halfway at the couch.

"Shortly afterwards it was her birthday and she still hadn't heard from dad. But when she came home there was a package at her door with this snow globe in it."

Dean took it in his hand and saw a dark red heart with 'I love you' written on it in white letters. Rainbow glitter floated around when you shook it.

"She didn't have to guess who the gift came from." Y/N grinned. "In the years that followed, he said it sometimes, but Mom still kept getting a snow globe and as long as that didn't stop, she knew that his feelings for her hadn't changed."

And unbeknownst to Y/N, her little trip down memory lane had given the man next to her an idea that he hoped would work.

Christmas Eve passed without any further incidents. Y/N had cooked a delicious meal that the two brothers praised over and over again. Y/N almost felt like they didn't get any real food otherwise. Dean had contributed the dessert by trying the baking again, but this time without the Kenwood.

They laughed a lot, listened to Christmas music loudly and filled the room with Christmas spirit. Late in the evening, after all the food had been eaten and the dishes had been cleared away, they sat on the couch and watched a Christmas movie. So they ended the evening comfortably before they all went to sleep.

When Y/N woke up the next morning, the smell of coffee filled her apartment. Curious, she got up and soon saw Sam standing in the kitchen, who had already prepared breakfast.

"Hey, good morning!" He greeted her cheerfully and came over to give her a quick hug.

Y/N was too happy to return the hug, but her eyes fell on the couch, which was empty. The bathroom door opened and Dean came over too. He also hugged Y/N in greeting and inside she didn't want to let him go.

They sat down at the table and had breakfast in peace. Afterwards they distributed their gifts. There weren't any special things, just little niceties, but Y/N was still incredibly happy that they had all thought of gifts. After all, it was only the thought that counted.

She was just throwing away the loose packing material when she saw Sam putting on his jacket and exchanging a look with Dean that only the two brothers knew how to interpret. She looked at the boys in surprise.

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah, well... I have to get a present for Jody and the girls. Dean and I are stopping by their place when we leave here the day after tomorrow."

"Oh, okay. But don't stay away too long. They've reported heavy snowfall later today."

"I won't." Sam replied and disappeared shortly afterwards.

Silence spread and in order to keep herself occupied, Y/N began to clear the table. This wasn't the first time she'd been alone with Dean, but it still felt somehow strange. After a moment, Dean cleared his throat, making Y/N turn to him. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw that he was holding a small package in his hand.

"This... I just forgot to give this to you."

"What?" A little surprised, she took the gift but didn't do anything else.

"I really thought about how to do this for a long time. After all... I'm really not good at this sort of thing. But I couldn't wait any longer and I just hope... that my efforts aren't in vain."

And suddenly Y/N had an idea what was behind this gift. "Dean..."

"Come on. Open it."

And she did. With slightly shaking hands, she untied the bow and took off the lid. A snow globe appeared. Inside was a little sunflower that smiled. He really remembered that these were her favorite flowers. She looked up at Dean and felt her eyes getting watery.

"I like you, Y/N. I really like you. And I was so nervous to come over here. But I just had to try it and see if I read the signs right."

Y/N carefully placed the snow globe on the table and turned back to Dean.

"And if you like me back, which I really hope you do, then I'm yours."

And before Dean could say anything else, Y/N threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

A/N: I wish you all a wonderful christmas time! 💜

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