You looked at your watch and realized it was only a minute to midnight. Dean was sitting next to you on the couch, you knew he was joking when he said that, but you could see that he was holding something back, like he wasn’t telling you something.
“Do you want me to kiss you?” you smirked, catching him off guard.
You could hear the countdown starting on the TV, you had to make a decision and fast.
You leaned over, crashing your lips to his. He kissed you back almost instantly, his hands cupping your face as he deepened the kiss. You could hear the cheers in the background, heavy footsteps made their way into the room.
“It’s about time,” Sam said as he placed two beers on the table.
“Yeah, it is,” you smiled. Dean grinned widely before pressing his lips to yours once more.