You and Dean Winchester never communicated much, but he liked you and admired you from afar. Who wouldn’t? You’re smart, gorgeous, and funny. One day, he finally decided to ask you out, but before that, he asked your best friend some questions about you to make sure you’d love the date.

You liked easy but comfortable dates like movie nights, walks in the park, etc., so he asked you out on a late-night drive in the hills, knowing you would love the view from there.

Once he drove you two there, he got out of the driver’s seat and opened the door for you like a gentleman. As you both went to look at the whole city, your eyes widened in shock. You could see everything—it was lit and beautiful, even more beautiful when fireworks started rolling.

“Wow,” you said with excitement. You were speechless at how pretty the view was. “It’s so pretty.”

“Yeah,” he agreed while staring at you with a gentle smile. He wasn’t even looking at the view—he was looking at you. “It is.”