𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 (𝐀 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥)

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤

Summary: Almost a year since y/n ran away from home and went out hunting on her own, it's now her 21st birthday. It's her first birthday away from home, away from her friends and family. Dean knew how she always got sad around this time of year especially, so he made sure to make it one she'd never forget.

(Y/N is 21 years old, Dean is 25 years old and Sam 21 years old but is at college)

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2004

A knock at her motel room door woke her out of her slumber. Y/N's eyes shot wide open, now alert. Instinctively she gripped the gun she had tucked under her pillow, always ready for any threat.

"Open up, Princess! It's just me. I can practically hear you gripping that gun under your pillow" The familiar rugged voice teased from behind the door.

No, it couldn't be.

Her mouth was agape as she scrambled over to the door. Swinging it wide open to see none other than one of her best friends, Dean Winchester.

A cookie cake in one hand and a little gift bag in the other.

"No way in hell. No way in hell!!" She exclaimed excitedly, taken back from his sudden appearance. It was her birthday but this was the last thing she expected. Instantly grappling him into a tight hug.

A soft grunt left his lips as she slammed into him. He chuckled at her reaction when she hurled into him, wrapping herself around him in a tight embrace. His hands automatically came to wrap around her waist. The familiar tobacco and coconut scent that he always associated with her, engulfed his nostrils.

He inhaled deeply, unable to suppress the smile now forming across his lips. Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, holding her close.

"Haaappy birthday, princess" He sung amused into her ear before pulling away to take a proper look at her.

His green eyes darted down at her, drinking in her appearance. Taking in her mussed hair, tousled from sleep and the loose, white tank top and small shorts she had on.

She was beyond surprised, her hand came to cup her mouth still shocked.

His green eyes darted down at her, drinking in her appearance. Taking in her mussed hair, tousled from sleep and the loose, white tank top and small shorts she had on.

"What the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?" She stammered, allowing him in before locking the door behind her.

"Well, first of all, do you doubt my abilities?" He teased sarcastically, raising an eyebrow and shooting her a mock-offended glare.

Dean made his way further into the motel room, plopping down onto the edge of the bed and setting both the treat and present down next to him.

"And I'm here to celebrate your birthday of course! What kind of best friend would I be if I ignored you all day?"

She smiled so wide, she swore her cheeks were gonna burst. "Plus, I just had to be there to see you take your first LEGAL drink" He joked, giving her a smug smile, emphasizing on the legal part because they've been underage drinking for as long as they could remember

He let out a laugh, watching as that familiar smile spread across her lips. Oh, he knew it, he was going to be the one stuck watching her after a few shots of alcohol tonight.

"Oh yeah, cause I know how much you loooove taking care of my drunk ass"

He teased, knowing damn well she'd be the one stuck babysitting him while she was completely sober.