Dean Winchester loves the autumn season for one reason… perfect cuddling weather.
Hopping into the Impala, Dean drives you to the nearest lake or campground… after packing pre-made hot chocolate and your warmest blankets, of course.
Together you collect firewood and create a large bonfire, before laying upon your nest of blankets. When you begin to shiver, Dean offers you his leather jacket within seconds… and you jump at the opportunity, loving how his musky scent seems to awaken all of your senses. You snuggle close to him, curling into his embrace when he wraps his muscular arms around your body. At Dean’s side, you gaze up at the cloudless nighttime sky, the thousands of stars and constellations making this moment absolutely perfect.
“If I could reach up and grab a star for every time you’ve made me smile…” he’d start, placing butterfly kisses to your hairline and forehead. “…I’d have the entire night sky in the palm of my hand.”
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Castiel:
Castiel has told you on numerous occasions, that his Father intended for autumn to be the season of beauty… the bright, colorful inferno before the deadness of winter. Autumn is his favorite season; and you have to admit… it’s quickly becoming yours as well.
Cas enjoys the sound of the crunchy leaves beneath his feet and the beautiful canopy of color that seems to surround you during your frequent adventures into the woods. Together you collect a variety of leaves, studying the differences in shape, color, and texture, before sweeping them into a massive pile and leaping into it… well, Cas doesn’t ‘leap’ per se, you just drag him along with you.
Nevertheless, Cas has a good time, chuckling when you pop up with leaves sticking out of your hair and the pockets of your jacket.
“Autumn is truly one of my Father’s most magnificent gifts to humanity.” he’d tell you, picking a leaf out of your hair and twirling the stem between his thumb and index finger. “Although… its beauty could never compete with yours, [Y/N].”
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Sam:
Sam Winchester firmly believes that there is something nostalgic about autumn. You aren’t exactly positive as to what makes him feel this way… especially due to his difficult upbringing; however, you choose to avoid questioning him, not wanting to ruin whatever memories have made this season special.
Every year, Sam takes you to the nearby corn-maze and cider mill. Bundling up in one of his flannel shirts, you spend the day together, navigating through the corn and taking silly pictures beside the variety of scarecrows you find on the property. Before you return to the bunker, you make sure to stock up on candy-coated apples, fresh cider, creamy pumpkin-spice lattes and warm doughnuts.
At your side, Sam happily indulges on these delicious, autumn-themed goodies.
“I love these fall-treats, [Y/N].” he’d exclaim, leaning down to kiss your temple. “They’re sweet and tangy, just like you.”
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