It was October 1st, and you didn’t think much of it when you woke up in the bunker. The weather had just started to get cooler, signaling the beginning of fall, but everything seemed like just another normal day. Dean, however, had other plans.

You hadn’t seen much of him that day, which was odd considering you’d been holed up in the bunker together, researching for a new case. But by late afternoon, when you came back to your room after finishing some work, there was a note on your door. It was written in Dean’s familiar messy scrawl:

“Meet me in the garage at 7. Dress nice.”

Confused but intrigued, you got ready and headed to the garage. When you stepped in, the Impala was parked outside, and the usually cold and industrial space had been transformed into something warm and inviting. Dean had strung up lights, casting a soft glow over the space, and there was a small table set up with dinner waiting for the two of you.

Dean stood there, looking casual but with an almost nervous energy, wearing one of his nicer flannels. His trademark grin spread across his face when he saw you, clearly pleased by your surprise.

"Hey," he said, coming over and wrapping his arms around you. "Figured I’d surprise you. It’s October 1st, after all."

You laughed, shaking your head. "And that means…?"

Dean chuckled, pulling out his phone. "Apparently, it’s a thing now. Boyfriends post about their girlfriends on October 1st, and I’m not gonna be the one slacking."

He unlocked his phone and played a video. As "We Fell in Love in October" by girl in red began to play softly in the background, you watched a montage of clips. There were candid moments of you two from over the years, stolen smiles, quick kisses, and funny moments caught on camera without you knowing. The video was simple but heartfelt,.

"I made this for you," he murmured, his hand rubbing the back of his neck as he watched your reaction. "I know I’m not great with this stuff, but… I wanted you to know how much you mean to me."