A year ago, Dean sold his soul to bring sam back from the dead. And a year ago, you made the decision to never see him again. It was too hard knowing you were eventually going to lose him.

Until tonight. When you opened your door to see deans green eyes staring right back at you.

“I know you don’t want to see me— but it’s my last night alive, and I’ll be dammed if I don’t spend it with the one person I actually care about in this shitty life.” He immediately rambled out, keeping his face hard.