''This really is nice.''

Sam mumbled, wrapping an arm around you as he sat on the cold concrete next to you. His eyes fallowed every colourful spark that the fireworks gave in the middle of the dark sky of midnight.

You have been begging Sam to come with you to watch the fireworks together, since he was usually sleeping every New Year. And Dean went at a bar to see some chick, so that left the two of you alone.

You could see in his eyes just how much he enjoyed spending time with you.