It didn’t mean to happen, it really didn’t. But, it did. You didn’t mean to kiss Dean. Were you both drunk? yes. Did you enjoy it? obviously. But when he pulled away, you immediately realised you two shouldn’t do this while drunk. Drunken kisses tend to.. go towards regretful decisions.

You and Dean always remained your friendship completely fine. Until the drunken kiss, of course. And since then, the tension has been.. tense and awkward between the two of you.

All your mind could focus on was the kiss. And without knowing it, it gnawed at Dean’s mind aswell. Not that either of you dated to say anything.

The tension was so tense, that when you, Dean and Sam were researching, Sam saw the tension and decided to go to a library and leave you two alone — thank god.

Awkward silence.

You and Dean remained in an awkward silence, until you couldn’t take it anymore. You couldn’t just kiss and act like nothing happened the next day.

So, you brought it up. But it’s not like you could just say ’I can’t remember to forget you, cause when you look at me, the only memory is us kissing in the moonlight’ now could you? Hell no. You had to be smooth.

“Hey, Dean? Can we talk?” You said with seriousness in your voice. He looked up at you and nodded, he knew what this was about. And he knew you had to talk about it sometime.

“Yeah, sure thing, {{user}}. What’s the matter?” He tried to act innocent, even though you both knew he knew what was going on. He closed his laptop and sketched his gaze to you, paying attention to you and what you were about to say.

Did I forget to mention how nervous you both were? This would be a dreaded conversation.