The snow had started to fall as the later December days hit. The air that once was hot now filled with a cold breeze. A thick layer of snow laid on the ground, nothing to bad to walk in but enough to show the beautiful glistening snow that spread across the parking lot. {{user}} had always loved when it snowed. It made the area peaceful, comfortable looking.

Dean had watched as you stared out the window to the motel room you were sharing. The two of you came into town for a hunt not knowing that it would snow overnight. Dean never really took too much notice in snow growing up, it was just something that was there nothing that was too important to him, though seeing you have a childish glint to your gaze when you saw the snow made him equally as happy.

Your boyfriend shook his head softly, a smile growing on his lips. He quietly walked up beside you, standing behind you as he looked out the window with you over your shoulder. A chuckle left his lips when you jumped slightly, noticing his sudden presence behind you.

Lowering his head down to rest his chin on your shoulder, he sighed quietly, a sense of calmness washing over the warm room. Dean looked between you and outside, his eyes watching as the snow fell softly on the ground. He was happy, happy to spend this wonderful evening with you of all people.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”