summary — it's your birthday, and dean will always make time to celebrate the fact that you've made it another year around the sun.
pairing — dean winchester x reader genre — birthday fluff! word count — one thousand, two hundred& thirty-two
warnings — none, really! dean being real soft while trying to wake reader. sweet little birthday surprise/moment shared with dean. specific birthday cake flavor named, sorry to the red velvet haters out there!
notes — 'happy birthday, sweetheart' was supposed to be a sad/angsty one shot bc i don't know what a happy ending is LOL, but then i learned that it's my lovely mutual @andmeiamherdagger's birthday today & helena deserves all the fluff in the world. so, i decided to make it into two parts! here's the very sweet beginning! the sad/angsty rest of it will come out at a later date!! enjoy! xx
it was a little after midnight when dean finally returned to your shared room. the light from the bunker's hallway illuminated the small space in a soft glow as dean pushed the door open, his movements slow and precise as he tried to keep it from creaking.
“baby?” he whispered, hand still on the doorknob as he peeked into the room, only to be met with a stretch of silence. he abandoned his place at the door, and moved further into the room, footsteps light as he approached the bed.
a soft smile had formed at the corner of dean’s lips as he lowered himself just enough to kneel at your side. you were fast asleep, comfortably tucked underneath your shared comforter, hands stuffed under your pillow out of habit, but also in an attempt to keep them warm while you slept.
dean lifted his arm, hand hovering over your pretty face as his fingers gently glided over the bridge of your nose, your name rolling off the tip of his tongue like a prayer as he attempted to wake you a second time.
his touch seemed to have the opposite effect, though. he could tell by the way you snuggled further into your pillow, softly nosing toward his touch, as if asking him to continue the soothing gesture. you looked so peaceful. dean almost felt bad for waking you at such an early hour, but he knew that time wouldn't lend itself so freely once the day truly began. selflessly, you had decided to spend your special day working on another case—always concerned with the wellbeing of others, always wanting to help.
you still deserved a moment of celebration, and dean was determined to make it happen. even if it was just a small moment spent with him there in the bunker. arguably too early for rising, but early enough for the moment to belong to just the two of you.
leaning forward, dean pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, voice gentle as he attempted to wake you a third time.
“sweetheart…” he had nudged your cheek with the tip of his nose before planting a kiss there, “wake up.” he whispered, and you shifted slightly, drifting closer to him as you subconsciously welcomed the warmth of his soft breath on your skin.
it took a few more gentle words and soft kisses, but you finally awoke with the hint of a sleepy smile forming at the corner of your mouth. a smile that dean mirrored before he leaned down to place a kiss right at the corner of it, relishing in the soft, pleased sound that bloomed somewhere in your chest.
“what time is it?” you asked, eyes fluttering open.
dean watched as you shifted slightly, freeing one of your hands as you rolled onto your side, arm stretching out as a soft yawn escaped through your lips. dean smiled as you fell into a relaxed position again, shaking his head slightly at the way you looked—absolutely precious.
“it’s time for you to get up,” he said, hand falling onto your side above the comforter. “i’ve got a surprise for ya.”
“it couldn’t wait until morning?” you asked, fighting to keep your eyes open as you looked up at him.
“it is morning.”
you had let out a soft groan at his reply, pressing your face into your pillow as you rolled back onto your stomach.
dean chuckled quietly, grin wide—determination still intact.
“hey..come on.” his voice was soft as he pulled back the sheets, another small chuckle escaping him as you whined in protest. his fingers found their way to your side again, playfully tickling at the soft skin there. the movement had caught you off guard, and you let out a loud cackle that had dean shushing you, the both of you doubling over in silent laughter as you swatted at his arm.
you slowly sat up after you had calmed down enough to stop laughing, and dean took a hold of your hands as he helped you to stand.
“keep your eyes closed, alright?” you did as he asked, and he pressed another kiss to your cheek, before lacing your fingers together, leading you out of your room, down the hall, and into the kitchen.
“keep ‘em closed.” dean ordered quietly, giving your arm a gentle squeeze as he left you standing alone in the middle of the room.
there was a soft shuffle, and the sound of a match being lit, and your heart fluttered at the thought of what dean had done. your eyes were still closed—nothing had even been revealed or confirmed yet—but you braced yourself as your emotions began to take over.
dean stepped into place behind you a moment later, hands at your waist as he guided you forward.
“okay,” he said, fingers dipping into your skin as he pulled you to a stop. “open.”
you followed his sweet command, and found yourself standing in front of the metal island in the middle of the kitchen, face illuminated by the soft glow of orange candlelight—it's source: a lone candle pressed into the top of a small cake. he'd gotten your favorite: red velvet with extra cream cheese frosting.
“dean…” you muttered, letting out a soft groan as you turned in his arms, leaning into his chest in an attempt to hide.
“it's only cake, baby.” he said, joking in an attempt to hide his own emotions. “c'mere.”
he turned you around again, pulling you flush against his chest as he wrapped one arm around your waist, the other coming around to gently rest against your chest. you drew your hands up to rest against his forearm, tears brimming your eyes as you stared down at the cake.
“happy birthday, sweetheart.” dean whispered, “you made it another year around the sun.”
you smiled at his words. the exact words you used every time his special day came around, always following them up with the fact that making it another year around the sun was not only something to celebrate, but something you were so very thankful for.
dean pressed a delicate kiss to the back of your neck, the sentiment present in the action.
“make a wish.” he prompted, before resting his chin on your shoulder.
you closed your eyes, and wished for the usual things: good health, for your loved ones to remain safe, to come out of every hunt you would go on in the future with minimal damage, and to never lose sight of why you do what you do. you opened your eyes again, leaning forward to blow out the candle.
“happy birthday, sweetheart.” dean repeated, hugging you tighter. you turned in his arms again, and reached up to cup his cheek in your hand.
“thank you.” you whispered, voice full of emotion. you leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, silently hoping—praying that everything you'd asked for would be held in high regard. your mind wandered to the last thing you'd wished for before you blew out the candle. a silent plea for the universe to be gracious enough to let you keep everything that you currently had.
you pulled back and wrapped your arms around dean's neck, hugging him tight, and as you held onto him, you couldn't help but think that what you already had, was all you could ever need.
p.s — happy birthday, helena!! 🥳🎂🫶🏽i hope your special day brings you so much joy, peace and happiness!! i also hope you get some red velvet cake!! also, i should have wrote him saying 'it's time for you to get a watch' i think he would have loved that pun lol
HELENAAAAA I AM GOOD!! I just woke up from a nap because I got tired from playing in the snow. All of my classes are canceled for tomorrow and I am hype!! BUT HOW R U?? STAY WARM WE DONT WANT A HELENA POPSICLE
okay lovely lizzy since u are first in line i am showing u a couple quick self portraits !!! one is a bit old but they lowkey look the same.. and they are a LITTLE WONKY I KNOW! but i think i like my style maybe... ALSO I HOPE U HAVE A REALLY GOOD DAY TODAY !!!
THESE R SO GOOD TF???? I LUV UR STULE I LOVE HOW U DRAW EYES AND LIPS UR SO TALENTED U CAN WRITE, DRAW, PLAY THE GUITAR, WHAT CAN U NOT DO
lizzy!!! hi lizzy :] do u have any horror movie recommendations?? also have u been playing any cool video games recently!! am just curious <33
HOW DID I MISS THIS IM SO SORRY IT GOT BURIED UNDER NOTIFS !!! I love horror movies so much they are almost the only type of movie I will watch. Some recommendations I would give would be “Get out” by Jordan Peele. it is an AMAZING psychological thriller while giving also criticism about so many problems with racism towards the black community as well as just being incredibly well made. If you want a movie that will actually creep you out a lot (this is one of the movies that actually scared me) would Creep by Patrick Brice. it’s a found footage movie so it already gets bonus points from me. I like the movie a lot because it’s very strange but still realistic and that paired with the fact it’s found footage is kind of what makes it so scary to me. And ofc I have to say for you specifically u must watch Saw 3, u will not regret watching peak toxic yuri
As for video games I haven’t really had time to sit down and play a long narrative game but my favorite video game is Until dawn🙏🙏 literally so so so good and very surprising at how the game ties together all the storylines so well! I was actually one of the characters for Halloween and it was so fun I was Ashley
I always enjoy an ask from u Helena and this was really fun to answer ty my goat🥹🥹🥹
OOO GOOD QUESTION!! I really really loves dogs I think they are just so cute and friendly and nice to pet. But if I couldn’t choose a dog i would have to say cows!! They are just like bigger dogs and i love them. I have loved cows ever since i was little, my childhood teddy bear is named Moomoo 🐮🐮🐮🐮 WBU???
oooh daisy!!! i'm curious about "are you, really?" !!!!
hello hello!! thank you for sending this & being curious about my drafts!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽
are you, really?
a sam x reader fic where reader's always "okay" and to anyone who doesn't really know them well, it truly seems that way. however, sam knows them well enough to see through the cracks and when reader is having a particularly hard time—and is pretending not to, he steps in to be that safe space for reader to acknowledge it at least a little. & it's kind of like when you're having a hard time but keeping it in and then someone you trust and you know cares shows up and it all comes to a head.
it's the "are you, really?" question that does it for reader, that kind of softens them and as always sam is there to be that soft comfort + to let reader know it's okay to not be okay.
the dialogue is very banter-ish & sweet and important.
@aseafullofstars has a beautiful fic that covers this topic 🥹 guess who requested it 😅
