"Ok, here's the deal, Dean. You are going to close that book, take your coat and boots off, and sit your ass down next to me so we can enjoy watching the snow." You looked up at Dean Winchester with a serious, do-as-you're-told glare that sent chills down Sam's spine from across the room.
"I'd listen to her, Dean," he warned. You nodded a quick thank to the other brother and returned your glare to your boyfriend.
"Fine, fine, alright," he stepped out of his boots and tossed his leather coat onto the bed. You lifted the fuzzy red blanket for him to sit on the ugly-patterned sofa that was probably as old as your father, but it faced outside to watch the snow fall on the old Chevy Dean adored.
"I made you hot cocoa," you cheered, handing him a mug. He smiled and took a sip of the hot beverage. You leaned into his warm body, his arm wrapping around your shoulder.
"I love Christmas, don't you?" you hummed to your boyfriend. He smiled and kissed the top of your head.
"I love you, so of course I love Christmas."
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Supernatural fluff
FanfictionMy best friend and I got into Supernatural recently and decided to write our own fluff fics. All fics are Sam x reader and Dean x reader. We do not own the supernatural series nor the characters, just the unfamiliar interactions between the 'reade...
