I down the rest of my champagne and take my seat, expelling a breath that takes the last of my nerves with it.
“You were awesome, kitten. Thank you for saying what you did.”
I nod, and turn my body towards him. He puts his big hand gently on my face, brushing my hair back over my shoulders, eyes lingering on my mouth. “How pissed will you be if I ruin your lipstick?”
I sigh. “Dean, that should be your number one goal twenty-four seven.”
Dean grins, making my heart flip-flop like a dying fish. “I love you.”
“How much?” I ask, leaning closer, smelling him, just basking in his presence, letting the rest of the world fall away.
“More than Han Solo loves Leia Organa.”
I blow a whistle. “That’s pretty serious.”
Dean nods, and kisses me on the cheek, when I want more. But then my stupid makeup.
Decisions, decisions.
“You know what, Dean?” Dean keeps looking at my mouth with a hunger that is too primal to be seen outside of a room with a bed, hell, any flat surface.
“Yeah?” His deep voice is a caress over my skin, making me shiver.
“I love you more than Pinkie Pie loves organizing parties.”
“I love you more than Jon Snow loved Ygritte.”
“I love you more than Clark loves Lois.”
“I love you more than Jack loves Sally.” Oh, I got that one!
“I love you, Dean.”
He leans in closer and kisses me, kissing me the way I want, the way I need to be kissed. If I believed in souls, if I believed in fate, I would thank my stars that they have brought me here. If I believed in fairy tales, I would think this is my happily ever after.
But this is the real world, and fairy tales just might exist. Curses can be broken and old hurts can be healed, slowly but surely. And maybe you’re able to find that person who understands you, who makes you smile when you don’t want to, who’s there to fix you a cup of hot chocolate when you’ve had a hard day.
And sometimes, true love’s kiss can take you to the moon and back. And you have to believe that you make your own future, and choose who you want to stand beside you.
I want it to be Dean, I want it to be my nerd.
Fin