Dean Winchester's Birthdays
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Title: Dean Winchester's Birthdays
Rating: PG
Prompt: happy Birthday Dean Winchester Fics
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, mentions of others; John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Castiel, Benny the Vampire,
Summary: Dean remembers he had birthdays and remembers those who were special.
A/N: I tend to think on the weirdest things while preparing for stress, this came to me because last night I remembered today is dean Wincehster's birthday, and I'm sure he's not having a cake or a party, but he's used to it...
Dean Winchester does remember his brithdays, at least those that count
He remembers when he was a baby, maybe three, and Mom made that HUGE cake, why? mostly because for a long while Dad had the picture to help him remember Mom, Dean all golden curls and giant green eyes, painted brown in chocololate cake and chocolate syrup and frosting with Mom's grin behind him while he licks his tinny hand.
he remembers several more while growing up with Dad, and the hug he used to have on his birthday not even acknowledging the date, just when he woke up and greeted Dad, he used to get to him hug him and say good morning, it used to be "I love you son" when he was younger but by the time it started to count, the words changed.
He remembers few family dinners, some good some bad, he remembers Sam fighting Dad and he remembers when he was left alone with the remains of his dinner. remembers the cakes and the pies Sam made/bought/stole for him, they weren't many but they were enough, after all Sam grew knowing he was taken care of, he never cared for others, So is not Sammy's fault, he thinks.
He remembers the one the Djin gave him, with lots of balloons and movie tickets and roller coasters and a girlfriend, he remembers mom hugging him, he never mention it to Sam but he wishes it weren't just a memory made up by a killer monster.
he remembers how many of those counted in hell, until on the 40th a bright light came out of nowhere and he woke up months later ona coffin.
He remembers today from all days, when he misses everything so much, not long ago he left the only person who was with him on his last birthday, he gave up on him because of Sam, and it's okay he can deal with it, For Sammy he can do whatever it's needed. On the ONE birthday he was away Castiel and Benny found him a tree, for us out here is not a big deal, right? but in purgatory a tree with real fruit that are not poisonus is a bigger present than many he had, bigger than any cake, bigger than Dad's hugs because Dean was starving, okay... maybe not bigger than his 18th birthday present, but because there's nothing better than his baby.
He chomped one after another of whatever the fruit were, they were just faintly sweet, but they were juicy and after four or five he had his stomach full for first time in months, Cas took of and bunddled his coat and gave it to him to use as a pillow, they left him sleep the whole night, He has to smile at that, his best present was a meal and a whole night sleep... and even if there's asmile on Dean Winchester's face for the rest of the world he's one second away from crying.
"Hey" Sam sat next to him on the outside table of the diner they're at for this time and sets a giant tray of food in front of him, there are burgers and a whole pecan pie, Sam has had enough of Dean talking about the freaggin pecan... still he bought him some. "Happy birthday Big brother" he says bumping his shoulder with Dean's lighting a candle that was precariously standing on Dean's pie, Sam's bitting his lips because he knows dean will give him hell forever more for this, for the sappiness. DEasn Just takes the candle up and blows it off.
"Thanks Sammy" and he starts with a burger without any other word. ignoring his brother's eyes on him, this is not the time for talking.
Is not his birthday to be exact, it's a couple days after, because on his brthday he had a crown on his head courtesy of Charlie, ad he had to smile at that.
"Are you having a good post-birthday celebration?" asks Sam when they left the bar that night, Dean happily tipsy and smiling, a busty brunnette have kissed him dumb and gave him her number who's painted on lipstick on his palm.
"let me get back to you on that..." he slures with a crooked smile, it might not be true, he feels alone even with Sammy, he loves his brother but having his life reduced to him after having extended his family wide for the last years, having tasted what a real family feels like it's getting heavier in the hunter's heart. His eyes turn to his brother whos biting his bottom lip while locking the door and checking the salt lines
He's missing Castiel, he's missing Benny, Dad, Jo, Mom, as always, he's missing Lisa and Ben, he wish he could have normal, even if he finally gave up on that idea.
There are worst things than remembering just a handful of good and not so good birthdays, dean thinks. At least he's alive to keep fighting. "Sammy....had an awesome birthday" he says and Sam dimpled smiles lights the room "I'll shower first" he says getting to the table near the window "Just let me write this number down.. just in case" He didn'0t wrote the number, just wanted tohear the snort thast leaves his brother's, just to see him amused.
Yeah... there are worst things than dean Winchester's life
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happy Birthday Dean, my fav fictional character, I love you and your vessel
Title: Dean Winchester's Birthdays
Rating: PG
Prompt: happy Birthday Dean Winchester Fics
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, mentions of others; John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Castiel, Benny the Vampire,
Summary: Dean remembers he had birthdays and remembers those who were special.
A/N: I tend to think on the weirdest things while preparing for stress, this came to me because last night I remembered today is dean Wincehster's birthday, and I'm sure he's not having a cake or a party, but he's used to it...
Dean Winchester does remember his brithdays, at least those that count
He remembers when he was a baby, maybe three, and Mom made that HUGE cake, why? mostly because for a long while Dad had the picture to help him remember Mom, Dean all golden curls and giant green eyes, painted brown in chocololate cake and chocolate syrup and frosting with Mom's grin behind him while he licks his tinny hand.
he remembers several more while growing up with Dad, and the hug he used to have on his birthday not even acknowledging the date, just when he woke up and greeted Dad, he used to get to him hug him and say good morning, it used to be "I love you son" when he was younger but by the time it started to count, the words changed.
He remembers few family dinners, some good some bad, he remembers Sam fighting Dad and he remembers when he was left alone with the remains of his dinner. remembers the cakes and the pies Sam made/bought/stole for him, they weren't many but they were enough, after all Sam grew knowing he was taken care of, he never cared for others, So is not Sammy's fault, he thinks.
He remembers the one the Djin gave him, with lots of balloons and movie tickets and roller coasters and a girlfriend, he remembers mom hugging him, he never mention it to Sam but he wishes it weren't just a memory made up by a killer monster.
he remembers how many of those counted in hell, until on the 40th a bright light came out of nowhere and he woke up months later ona coffin.
He remembers today from all days, when he misses everything so much, not long ago he left the only person who was with him on his last birthday, he gave up on him because of Sam, and it's okay he can deal with it, For Sammy he can do whatever it's needed. On the ONE birthday he was away Castiel and Benny found him a tree, for us out here is not a big deal, right? but in purgatory a tree with real fruit that are not poisonus is a bigger present than many he had, bigger than any cake, bigger than Dad's hugs because Dean was starving, okay... maybe not bigger than his 18th birthday present, but because there's nothing better than his baby.
He chomped one after another of whatever the fruit were, they were just faintly sweet, but they were juicy and after four or five he had his stomach full for first time in months, Cas took of and bunddled his coat and gave it to him to use as a pillow, they left him sleep the whole night, He has to smile at that, his best present was a meal and a whole night sleep... and even if there's asmile on Dean Winchester's face for the rest of the world he's one second away from crying.
"Hey" Sam sat next to him on the outside table of the diner they're at for this time and sets a giant tray of food in front of him, there are burgers and a whole pecan pie, Sam has had enough of Dean talking about the freaggin pecan... still he bought him some. "Happy birthday Big brother" he says bumping his shoulder with Dean's lighting a candle that was precariously standing on Dean's pie, Sam's bitting his lips because he knows dean will give him hell forever more for this, for the sappiness. DEasn Just takes the candle up and blows it off.
"Thanks Sammy" and he starts with a burger without any other word. ignoring his brother's eyes on him, this is not the time for talking.
Is not his birthday to be exact, it's a couple days after, because on his brthday he had a crown on his head courtesy of Charlie, ad he had to smile at that.
"Are you having a good post-birthday celebration?" asks Sam when they left the bar that night, Dean happily tipsy and smiling, a busty brunnette have kissed him dumb and gave him her number who's painted on lipstick on his palm.
"let me get back to you on that..." he slures with a crooked smile, it might not be true, he feels alone even with Sammy, he loves his brother but having his life reduced to him after having extended his family wide for the last years, having tasted what a real family feels like it's getting heavier in the hunter's heart. His eyes turn to his brother whos biting his bottom lip while locking the door and checking the salt lines
He's missing Castiel, he's missing Benny, Dad, Jo, Mom, as always, he's missing Lisa and Ben, he wish he could have normal, even if he finally gave up on that idea.
There are worst things than remembering just a handful of good and not so good birthdays, dean thinks. At least he's alive to keep fighting. "Sammy....had an awesome birthday" he says and Sam dimpled smiles lights the room "I'll shower first" he says getting to the table near the window "Just let me write this number down.. just in case" He didn'0t wrote the number, just wanted tohear the snort thast leaves his brother's, just to see him amused.
Yeah... there are worst things than dean Winchester's life
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happy Birthday Dean, my fav fictional character, I love you and your vessel