you and dean had had a very stressful few months. whether it was angels, demons, or any other creature, it was always something. you had proposed the idea of going to see fireworks someplace to dean. to your surprise, he agreed and you guys were sitting on the hood of baby, watching fireworks in an open field.

“god, it’s gorgeous.” you say as your eyes sparkle with different colors in the sky.

“yeah… it really is.” dean replies, not even looking at the sky. his gaze is completely on you.