This was written for @supernatural-jackles Colors of Fall Writing Challenge. My prompt was “bonfire”, and I chose Dean x reader. Thanks for the fun challenge!
Word Count: 4100+
Warning: smut, ANGST, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
A/N: I’m sorry, y’all. The angst came out of nowhere.
Dean hates fire. His earliest memory of flames and smoke is the worst thing that ever happened to him, after all.
If he concentrates, he can still remember all of it. He can hear the crackle of the flames, can hear the animal sounds his father made as he scrambled to get out of the room. And no matter how long he lives, he will never, ever forget the weight of his baby brother in his arms or the fear pulsing through his veins as he raced out of the house, leaving his father behind in order to save Sammy.
So yesterday, on 25 OCTOBER, I woke up to snow covering the colorful trees. Walking to the observatory was cold, but special. You can also follow my adventures on instagram. Tartu Observatory, Estonia, 2016