Dean x Reader (8)

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You started to stir, shifting under the warm covers of another random motel in the middle of nowhere.
"Hey, kiddo," hummed Dean, "sit up, but keep your eyes closed." You complied and smiled. You felt the weight of the bed shift next to you and warm hand move your hair from your neck. Dean strung a necklace around your neck and clasped it, placing his large hands on your shoulders.
"Merry Christmas, baby," he whispered in your ear, "open your eyes."
You looked down and lifted the golden pendant in your hands, relishing in the expert craftsmanship.
"A snowflake," you cheered, "it's beautiful! Thank you!" You twisted and wrapped your arms tightly around Dean's strong build.
"Anything for you,  snowflake." You absorbed Dean's warmth and radiated joy. It wasn't the gift that warmed you, but just being there with him was enough to brighten your features.
"Merry Christmas, Dean," you sang after exchanging the remainder of your gifts.
"Merry Christmas, Y/n."

~R

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