Soulmate AU where only a handful of people in the world have a tattoo of their soulmate’s first words to them on their forearms.
And little Dean Winchester looking down on his left arm and seeing in big, bold letters “I’m a Novak” and not understanding what the hell a Novak was.
And twenty something Dean Winchester finding out that Sam got a job working for Novak & Sons Law Firm and deciding to “pay Sammy a visit”.
As soon as he gets into the large building downtown, he goes straight to reception and asks where he could find a Novak at this time.
To which he hears a crisp “I’m a Novak” from behind him, and he turns around to see a beautiful girl with fiery red hair in a sharp business suit. She sticks out her hand for him and says “Anna Novak, at your service.” and that’s all Dean needs. Because not only is she gorgeous, she’s the one.
He asks her out that night and finds out that they have a lot in common for soulmates. They both love classic rock, pie, and their families. Dean tells Anna about his tattoo, and she’s ecstatic. They’re thinking of a nice spring wedding maybe. Lots of flowers. Anna tells him that she’s having a family reunion in a couple of weeks, and it would be a perfect time for Dean to meet all of her brothers (because there happen to be five of them) and Dean agrees.
Within those few weeks, they hit it off, and Dean is so happy that he did it. He finally found his soulmate. He barely stops smiling the whole time.
On the day of the reunion, Dean’s supposed to meet Anna at this really big venue outside of town. When he gets there, it looks empty (which is weird because the Novak’s are a big family). Then Dean spots a man standing by the window.
“Hey man, have you-” Dean stops mid sentence when the man turns around. No scratch that, when the absolutelyhotasfuckohmygod man turns around. Dean is pretty sure he’s not breathing anymore, and he’s not sure if it’s because this is the most attractive man he’s ever seen, or if it’s because those are the bluest blue eyes ever to blue.
The man squints at Dean confusingly and Dean clears his throat. “I, uh, I’m looking for the Novak’s?” he says (without stuttering he might so proudly add)
The man nods, “I’m a Novak.” he says with a voice as smooth as gravel. And that’s all Dean needs.
They get married in the spring. Lots of flowers. Lots of bees.