Supernatural Ficlets

Hot Chocolate

It was a chilly day in November. You were bundled on the couch in Dean's 'Metallica' T-shirt and some Abercrombie sweatpants. Dean was at the shop taking inventory, you weren't sure when he'd be back. So you just snuggled up and started watching the 'Dr. Sexy, MD' marathon.
You and him had been dating for two years now, and an amazing two years it has been for you two. Though it was a little rocky when your parents didn't accept him at first, you made it through it together. And your parents eventually came around to him and his low wage lifestyle.
His side of the family, on the other hand, accepted you completely with open arms. From the minute they met you, they were ecstatic that Dean had finally found a girl with a good head on her shoulders. You assume his past girlfriends weren't always the best.
While you were in a daze, thinking about the two years, you didn't realize Dean had came in.
"Sweetheart?" Dean called from the kitchen. You smiled and sat up, looking at him. Dean's cheeks were flushed from the cold.
"Hey, hun. Didn't expect you back so soon." He took off his coat and picked up the coffee cups from the table, then walked your way.
"Cas and Bobby were already there. Wasn't much left to take inventory of." He sat next to you and handed you a cup. "Hot chocolate. Extra marshmallows and whipped cream."
You smiled. "You're too perfect, babe." Then kissed his cheek.
He shrugged, a small grin on his face as he took a sip. You took the lid off yours and set it on the table. Ever since you could remember, you always took the lid off and ate the whip cream before drinking your hot chocolate. And every time Dean saw it, he'd smirk and fall in love all over again.
After finishing half the whipped cream, Dean started laughing.
"..What?" You looked up at him, head tilted.
He just shook his head and managed between chuckles, "Nothing. I've got it."
Dean out his calloused hand on your cheek and pulled your face close. At first you thought he was giving you a kiss, but instead, he ate leftover whipped cream off your nose. You blushed a bit.
"Um. Thanks, baby."
"Anytime, sweetheart." He smiled and gently pressed his lips to yours. You kissed back, also falling in love all over again.

(Send me requests if you'd like. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Sorry it's short, it's the first fic I've ever posted.)