DEW Prompt: Cas & romance
Word Count: 100
Summary: At least he got chocolates
Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural
Warning: Slightly cracky, some unrequited Destiel
I can't 100% guarantee this fic makes sense. I have thesis brain, so I'm sorry.
There’s a box of chocolates on Dean’s bed, with a card, signed in handwriting that is far too formal and neat to be Sam’s.
Every Winchester is a blessing.
It’s simultaneously the most beautiful and awkward moment of his life, and Dean actually tears up a little, before someone clears their throat behind him.
Dean turns, eyes wide, about to launch into something that could be called an epic chick-flick moment, but Sam just holds up a similar-looking card.
“I got one too.”
“Oh.” Dean squares his shoulders. “That was – nice of him.”
Well. At least he has chocolate.
Classic Rock, Big Pretzels, and PIE!
- DEW: Chocolates