Y/N's POV:
I walk into the bunker to hear the guys doing karaoke. When I walk into the room with the TV, Dean smiles at me. "Hey (Y/N), wanna do a duet with me?" He asks hopefully. I laugh. "Sure! Why the hell not!" I say. Sam hands me a mic and hits play. "You guys are singing All I want for Christmas is you. The Mariah Carey and Justin Bieber version." (A/N: Just to be clear, I HATE JB but this is a great duet!)
(^o^)/ 🅣🅘🅜🅔 🅢🅚🅘🅟 🅣🅞 🅐🅕🅣🅔🅡 🅢🅞🅝🅖 (^o^)/
Dean looks at me. I smile. He grabs my hand and pulls me to his chest. I blush. "d-Dean? What are you doing?" I ask. "what I should have done a long time ago." He replies before kissing me. "Finally!" Sam yells. "The sexual tension between you two was unbearable!" He laughs.
