Fanfics

Now, on TikTok there were a lot of girls saying that they weren’t John Logan girls until the show. I’m the complete opposite, I was a Logan girl when reading his book, I LOVE that book. I don’t know how to feel about Show Logan because of the way he does not respect boundaries. I get that Phil Graham always donates something for the hurricanes fundraiser and that makes the most money in these auctions, BUT Garrett didn’t want anything to do with him after finding out that he’s beating on his fiancé. Garrett strictly told Logan not to call him, what does Logan do? CALLS HIM!

Then there’s Dean not wanting Logan to call Hunter Davenport, which again, Logan calls him anyway. I understand that Logan does not know the whole story behind Garrett’s and Dean’s decisions, but he should respect them AT LEAST. ALSO, I don’t like it how the show makes it look like Logan is totally crushing on Hannah. In the book, he loved the idea of a relationship and having a relationship himself, but now it’s like Logan is jealous of Garrett.

Jules said that Logan got passed on the NHL draft TWICE, while in the book he didn’t sign up for the NHL draft because of the deal he has with Jefferey. It seems like Logan is jealous of how “easy” Garrett’s life seems to be. When Garrett said that it’s not about the money, Logan responded “says the guy who has a shit ton of it” which IS true, because Logan wouldn’t even be in hockey if it weren’t for the hurricanes fundraisers when he was younger. Garrett is a shoo-in for joining the bruins because 1: he’s Phil Graham’s son, and 2: like those sports journalists said, all eyes are on Garrett. So yeah, Logan seems a little jealous of Garrett. Like Jules said, Logan wants what he can’t have.

That being said, after watching the show, I’m more of a Dean Di Laurentis girl, my bestie is a Garrett Graham girl, hopefully I’ll like Show Logan more when season 2 comes out.

My bestie and I have also established at like 2am that she’s the Wellsy to my Allie Cat 🩷

Rapid Fire: Opinion on Changes

I don’t like how they made Allie the clingy one instead of Sean during the breakup

Im not the biggest fan of Hannah being a composition major instead of a singing major BUT considering her high school background, it makes sense

I like how they included the campus wide hands off law while also mentioning how problematic it is. I love how it was freshmen misunderstanding Dean, it’s so funny.

Making Justin a musician was interesting, it does make Justin and Hannah spend more time together, it makes sense.

Love how Allie and Hannah work together

Interesting how Allie JUST got an agent when she had one since she was 10 (I finished the book weeks ago so I don’t remember)

Making Hunter Davenport Dean’s rival instead of his protégée is kinda fucked

Jules…don’t love them, don’t hate them, in feeling neutral. I did not like them taking Tucker’s marshmallows mainly because Tucker is trying so hard to make the perfect thanksgiving dinner

Having The Deal and The Score events intersect…it’s giving Heated Rivalry when they made one full episode of Scott Hunter with Kip and then the rest of the episodes had some Scott and Kip elements sprinkled in. Don’t love it, don’t hate it.

“Poor baby. Fuck, I don’t have anything…shit.” You said. You got your phone out and called Beau. “Hey Fortachón, can you come to the dumpsters outside Malone’s? And bring a blanket.”

“Babe, why do you need a blanket?” Beau asked.

“Because I found a puppy and I’m not going to touch it. I also need you to take me to the vet.” You said.

“Yeah sure, I’m just getting out of the gym, hang on.” Beau said and he hung up.

“Don’t worry baby, my friend Beau is coming to help us.” You said. You wanted to pet the puppy so bad but you have no idea how long this beautiful puppy has been outside. You clocked out of Malone’s and went back out, your eyes still on the puppy. Ten minutes later, Beau came running with Dean. “Dean too?”

“He was with me when I called, Y/N, what was I supposed to do?” Beau asked.

“I don’t feel loved.” Dean said. You rolled your eyes and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you for being here, muñeco.” You said.

“You’re welcome. Now where’s the puppy?” Dean asked, rubbing his hands together. You walked them to where the puppy was. The puppy just had its tongue out. “Oh he’s so fluffy.”

“I know. I’ll see if I can untie the bag so you can grab him with the blanket and Beau can drive us to the vet.” You said and the boys nodded. You went close to the puppy who still had a friendly demeanor and untied the bag. He hopped out and Dean placed the blanket on top of the puppy and scooped him up.

“Alright, in the car everyone.” Beau said. You opened the back door of his car and got in. Dean handed you the puppy and he got into the passenger seat. He drove y’all to the nearest vet. Once in the parking lot, Dean got the dog from you again and the two of you checked in with the puppy.

The vet took the puppy in the back and came out 20 minutes later. You went to talk to the vet while Dean paid the bill.

“How is he?” You asked.

“He’s good. A little underweight, he wasn’t outside too long so there’s no tics or anything. I just vaccinated him so if you can come by again in four weeks to do his second round of shots. He wasn’t chipped either so he’s been recently abandoned. Thank goodness you found him though. I’ll leave him with you.” The vet handed you the puppy who looked happier now that he was in your arms.

“We ready to go?” Dean asked and you nodded your head. You guys went to the parking lot and found Beau sleeping in the car so Dean knocked on his window, jolting Beau awake. He rolled his eyes and unlocked the door.

“Where to next, kiddos?” Beau asked.

“The pet store. Tyco needs food, toys, and a bed.” You said from the backseat. Both jocks turned to look at you.

“You named him already?” Beau said.

“Of course I did! I’m his mother now, he needs a name.” You said, petting Tyco.

“Y/N, you can’t keep him in your dorm, he’s too big.” Dean said.

“He’s not staying with me, he’ll be staying with you.” You said and Dean immediately shook his head.

“No way, I’m not the only one who lives there, Y/N, we gotta ask your boyfriend, Logan, and Tucker.” Dean said.

“Oh Garrett won’t mind, and look at his face.” You said, holding Tyco close to Dean’s face and Tyco licked his nose.

“Fine, we’ll talk to the guys.” Dean said.

“Yes!” You cheered.

“Okay, to the pet store. You better let me visit Tyco for being your chauffeur during this whole thing.” Beau said.

“Of course you can visit him at the house.” You said.

“It’s not your house!” Dean exclaimed and you rolled your eyes.

2 hours later, you and Dean walked into the house, you carrying Tyco and Dean carrying the shopping bags. Garrett, Tucker, and Logan were all in the living room and they looked up at you guys.

“Who’s dog is that?” Garrett asked.

“Ours.” You and Dean answered. The boy stood up from the couch.

“Wait a minute, I did not sign up for living with a dog.” Tucker said.

“Look at his face, Tuck!” Dean exclaimed, shoving you lightly so you can bring Tyco to Tucker’s face like you did to him in the car. Tyco licked Tucker’s nose.

“He really is cute.” Logan said as he began to pet Tyco.

“His name is Tyco.” You said. Dean set up Tyco’s bed in the living room, between the couch and TV.

“Y/N, baby, we can’t take care of Tyco, our hockey practices.” Garrett said.

“Don’t worry, mi vida, I have a plan, we can totally talk care of this dog.” You said.

So for the 4 months, there was at least one person in the house at all times to take care of Tyco. Once Tyco go all his vaccines, he began joining the boys on their runs. Homework was done at the house, Tyco went to the hockey rink with Y/N whenever he boys would have practice. Once practice was over, Tyco would go on the ice (if that golden retriever on TikTok can do it, so can a Bernese mountain dog) and catch the puck that Garrett would hit. Tyco was a very well loved dog.

You were doing homework in the kitchen while Tyco rested his head on your lap. Tyco heard the door opening and went to the door to greet Garrett who came in.

“Hey buddy, how are you?” Garrett greeted the dog, giving him lots of pets before heading to the kitchen and greeted you with a kiss. “How was your day?” Tyco went back to placing his head on your lap.

“It was good. I missed you though.” You said.

“I missed you too.” Garrett said. “Tyco, wanna go for a run?” He barked in agreement.

“And you said we weren’t able to take care of him.” You reminded him.

“Okay, I admit, I was wrong.“ Garrett said.

“Glad to hear you admit it. Beau is coming over, by the way.” You said. “Tyco, your uncle Beau is coming.” You told him in a baby voice and Tyco wagged his tail like crazy. “Oh you love Beau, don’t you?” You asked rhetorically as you petted him.

“Okay Tyco, our run is gonna be short so you can see Beau.” Garrett said and he grabbed Tyco’s leash and harness to get ready for the run.

“I know!! Whenever I see him shirtless, I fan myself, I love him so much.” Your friend replied.

“The things I would do to him if I could.” You said. “I had a dream about him last night and GIRL, I never wanted to wake up.”

That’s when Garrett excused himself from his table to sit at yours.

“Hey baby, what are you guys talking about?” Garrett slid in the booth to sit right next to you.

“Nothing.” You and your friend answered. That makes Garrett suspicious of his girlfriend.

It wasn't the only time Garrett heard you talking about Dean. The final straw was when he heard you on the phone while he was getting out of the shower in his boxers and you were on his bed, wearing his jersey.

"I am telling you, if I had the chance to ride Dean, I would not stop until..." You did not get the chance to finish the sentence because Garrett shouted.

"Enough!" which startled you.

"Girl, I'll call you back." you hung up the phone. "Babe, what's wrong?"

"We need to talk." Garrett said, putting on a shirt. "Answer this question honestly, okay?"

"Yeah, of course, what's up?" You asked.

"Do you have a crush on Dean?" Garrett asked. You were confused.

"I'm sorry, what?" You asked.

"Do you want to fuck my friend, Dean Di Laurentis?" Garrett asked, completely tactless, he wanted a straight answer.

"I can't believe you right now! What gave you that idea?" You asked.

"Don't act so innocent, I heard you talking to your friend about how he makes you 'feral' whenever you see him." Garrett blurted out. You paused for a moment and began to laugh. "This isn't funny, Y/N."

"Oh, trust me, you are going laugh too." You said, you laughed a little while longer and sighed. "Oh, that was good, I need that. I was talking about Dean WINCHESTER." Now Garrett is the one who looked confused.

"Who the fuck is Dean Winchester?" Garrett asked. You clutched your pearls, extremely offended by that question.

"I am going to pretend that you did not say that. He is a character from that TV show, Supernatural." You said and Garrett paused.

"The show with Soldier Boy?" Garrett asked and you rolled your eyes.

"He was Dean Winchester first, thank you. Anyway, my friend started watching the show and we both agreed that Dean is the hotter Winchester." You stated.

"I have been jealous of a fictional character this whole week?" Garrett asked, feeling completely stupid.

"No one told you to eavesdrop babe." You reminded him. "Are you okay now?" You asked.

"I'm okay now, sorry for accusing you of liking my friend." Garrett apologized. He hugged you and your cheek was against his chest.

"Although I do admit, Dean is pretty attractive." You joked but Garrett pulled you away so he can see your face.

"But I don't like blondes, you are definitely more my type, Gare Bear." You said and Garrett smiled, giving you a quick peck on the lips.

"I better be, baby."

The End

“Logan!” Dean yelled out. He got off the floor and walked to Logan’s room, he knocked 3 times, no answer. He opened the door and found Logan still sleeping. “Dude, wake up!” Dean approached his bed and started shaking him until Logan jolted awake.

“What the fuck, Dean?!?” Logan exclaimed, completely startled to see the 6’2 human golden retriever standing over him.

“Is that anyway to greet your friend?” Dean feigned being hurt by his friend’s words.

“This early? Yes, yes it is. What do you want?” Logan groaned, moving to his side to try and get some shuteye.

“There was this really cute girl at the party last night, I need you to help me find her dorm.” Dean omits the fact that it was for Logan and not himself.

“Aren’t you dating Allie? Why are you finding another girl cute?” Logan asked.

“She stole my wallet.” Dean lied and Logan let out a little “ha”. “You gonna come with me or not?”

“Dude, go by yourself.” Logan said.

“Please come with me, I’ll pay for your breakfast.” Dean offered and Logan perked up.

“Pay for my food for the whole day.” Logan countered.

“Done.” Dean agreed.

You were waiting for the elevator talking to your mom.

“Si mami, ahorita voy a salir para desayunar, no te preocupes.” You told your worrying mother. The elevator dinged and you saw two boys who you have never seen before step out, walking down the hall towards your dorm.

“Permítame tantito, mami. Excuse me, can I help you?” You asked.

“No thanks.” The brunette said as he followed the tall blonde.

“Te hablo después mami, te quiero mucho.” You hung up the phone and started following the two college boys. “Hey!”

“Dont put your number, don’t put your number.” The brunette told the blonde, both of them standing in front of your dorm, the blonde

“I’m not putting my number, I’m putting your number.” The blonde corrected.

“That’s my dorm.” You said and the brunette turned around, checking you out and with a little smirk he said

“Okay, put my number.”

“Are you sure this is your dorm?” The blonde asked.

“I’m pretty sure, I’ve been sleeping there since I moved in. What’s your name, anyway?” You asked, arms crossed.

“Well my name is Dean Di Laurentis, and this pretty faced brunette is John Logan.” Dean said with his hands on John’s shoulders. “He’s single, by the way.” Dean winked, John elbowed him, and you stifled a laugh.

“So sorry, it’s just that a girl stole his wallet.” John said.

“Oh, it was in my jeans the whole time, silly me. Well, I’ll leave you two to it, you kids have fun.” And Dean left them.

“Was your friend dropped on his head as a baby?” You asked and John laughed.

“No, but it would explain so much if he was.” John replied. “You know my name, what’s yours?”

“It’s Y/N. So John, what was the plan here?” Y/N asked.

“Actually, people call me Logan but you can call me John if you like.” Logan said.

“Bueno, Logan, care to explain why Dean was going to leave me your number.”

“I think he was pimping me out. Anyway, sorry to bother you.” Logan said and he was going to talk away when you stopped him.

“I was heading to the dining hall for breakfast. You wanna join me?” You asked.

“I’d like that, actually.” Logan said snd the both of you started walking together to the elevator. “You like hockey?” The elevator dinged and you got on.

“I’ve been to one New York Rangers game but I don’t really go to the briar hockey games. I’ve been meaning to though.”

“Well when you go to a briar game, check out number 22.” Logan suggested. The elevator door opened and yall got out.

“I will.” You said. “So you’re inviting me to watch you play?”

“Well clearly Dean was trying to set me up with you, it must have been for good reason.” Logan said. “Speaking of which, I have to find him in the dining hall, he’s paying for my food.”

“Alright then. I’ll meet you at the register.” You said. You walked inside the dining hall and split up. Logan spotted Dean talking to Garrett and Tucker.

“Hey, where were you?” Garrett asked.

“Ask Dean, he pimped me out to a Latina.” Logan said, pointing at Dean before grabbing what he wanted to eat.

“Actually, funny story about that, I meant to pimp you out to that girl.” Dean said, pointing to a short brunette with medium straight hair, wearing a blue baby tee and shorts. “I mixed up her dorm number, I drank lots of beer last night.”

“I am so lost.” Tucker said. They headed to the Register to pay for their food.

“I followed Dean to one resident buildings on campus and he was putting my phone number on the door. This girl was startled, had no idea what’s going on. But she’s cute, very pretty.” Logan said.

“Looks like I did something right after all.” Dean said.

“You’re lucky she didn’t call campus security.” Logan said.

“But you two hit it off! It’s fate, I swear, god wanted me to mix up the dorms.” Dean said.

“Keep telling yourself that.” Logan said.

“You’d help more if you grabbed the plates, away from me. What’s up with you anyway, you’re moving like a zombie, didn’t get enough sleep?” Tucker asked.

“Something like that, I had this dream about a girl.” Garret confessed, hopping on the counter to sit.

“We eat there, you know, get off.” Tucker reprimanded him and Garrett got off the counter. “Who’s the girl?”

“That’s what I don’t know! She looked familiar though, I’ll tell you that.” Garrett said.

“Maybe you’re dreaming of Wellsy.” Tucker said.

“Nah, she’s with that Justin guy, it didn’t look like her either.” Garrett said.

“Well whoever that girl is, she must be something.” Tucker said. Garrett nodded.

On the other side of campus, Allie was hanging in the fashion department with her high school friend, Y/N, who is a fashion major.

“You sure this will be ready for the party tonight?” Allie asked and Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Do you not trust me or something?” Y/N asked.

“Of course i trust you, im just saying with the costumes you’re making for the play…” Allie started.

“Babe, those are already done. I gave them to a friend for finishing touches, the priority is our costumes, no te agüites, I spent all week working on them.” Y/N

“Alright then. Do you know what Hannah is dressing up as?” Allie asked.

“She didn’t mention anything. She’s going with Justin so I don’t know what their costume will be.” Y/N replied. She finished stitching the closure on Allie’s JLo costume. She cut the remaining thread and handed it to Allie. “Now try that on.”

“Bossy.” Allie said but went to the dressing room to try it on.

It was the night of the party, everyone was in costume, Justin and Hannah were a magician and rabbit (sorry), Garrett was dressed in a hazmat suit like in Breaking Bad, and Y/N and Allie were dressed as Shakira and JLo.

Beau and Dean were talking when he spotted Allie.

“Who’s that?” Dean asked. Beau looked at where Dean was looking.

“Well…I don’t know them personally but I’m pretty sure that JLo and Shakira.” Beau replied.

“I call JLo, you want Shakira?” Dean asked.

“Nah, you, Tuck?” Beau asked Tucker.

“I’m good, but have fun, Dean.” Tucker said as he played On The Floor.

“Ah, it’s your song! Go dance, I’ll get a drink.” Y/N said before leaving Allie. Allie began to dance and Dean went to dance with her, Y/N looking at them with a fond smile. “Hey Tucker, nice song choice.”

“You want a Shakira song next?” Tucker asked.

“I mean it’s only fair.” Y/N teased and Tucker nodded. “Looks like they’re hitting it off.

“Probably won’t mean anything.” Beau replied.

“Not with that attitude.” Y/N joked. A few minutes of chatting, Tucker played Shakira as promised, Hips Don’t Lie. “You’re the best, Tucker.” Y/N began dancing and that’s when Garret approached Tucker and Beau. Garrett stared at the dancing girl and he started to feel the same thing he felt after his dream.

“Tuck, it’s her.” Garrett said.

“What, you mean dream girl?” Tucker asked.

“Yes, it’s her, I swear.” Garrett said, he then did the same thing Dean did, and began to dance behind Y/N, he had his hands on her waist when Y/N turned around.

“Mm, who are you supposed to be?” Y/N asked.

“Walter White from Breaking Bad.” Garrett replied.

“Interesting costume, Garrett.” Y/N said.

“Well since you know my name, I think it’s only fair that I know yours.” Garrett said, the song ended and now GIRLS by Kid Laroi was playing.

“Damn, songs over, now you’ll never know.” Y/N teased, walking away from Garrett and Garrett followed her.

“So you’re really not going to tell me your name?”

“Güey, we are in philosophy together, think a little. Ahí te ves.” Y/N said before leaving Garrett on the dance floor. Tucker came up to him.

“How did it go with Shakira?” Tucker asked.

“I still don’t know her name, she says that she’s in my philosophy class.” Garrett said.

“She also works with Wellsy in Malone’s.” Logan says coming up to them. “Seriously, what is with you and not knowing the names of girls you are interested in? I’m afraid this is becoming a pattern, G.”

“You know her name?” Garrett asked.

“Yeah, it’s Y/N. Next time this happens, I’m not telling you shit.” Logan said. Garrett patted Logan on the back as a thank you. He started to look for Y/N but apparently she left the party. Garrett then spotted Hannah with Justin.

“Hey Wellsy, did Y/N leave?” Garrett asked.

“Hey Garrett, how are you? I’m doing well, thanks for asking. She left when you were talking to Logan.” Hannah replied.

“Does she live with you and Allie?”

“No, she doesn’t. What’s with all the questions?” Hannah asked but Garrett stayed quiet. “I see. Well, I never been to her dorm, she usually stops by mine so I guess you’ll see her when you see her.

It wasn’t until his philosophy class a few days later when Garrett spotted Y/N. She sat a row in front of him and he had about 55 minutes of this class before he could talk to her.

Once the profess dismiss the class, Garrett was the first one to get up from the “desk” and began to walk towards the girl that has been on his mind for days now.

“Hey Y/N.” Garrett called out and she turned around.

“Wow Fortachón, I’m impressed. So, is the puck bunny well dry and that’s why you’re so fascinated by me or is it something else?” Y/N asked. Garrett chuckled, presently surprised at her response.

“I couldn’t get you out of my head.” Garrett said.

“Since the party?” Y/N asked

“Since I had a dream about you, actually, the night before the party.” Garrett confessed. “I dreamt about a girl dancing and you are just that girl.”

“I know I’m that girl, for different reasons, obviously.” Y/N replied and Garrett smiled.

“You’re really confident.”

“Being insecure doesn’t benefit me at all.” Y/N replied. Garrett nodded

“Do you wanna grab lunch?” Garrett asked.

“Isn’t it too soon? You just learned my name.” Y/N said.

“But I finally found the girl that I’ve been looking for. I don’t plan on letting her go.” Garrett confessed. Y/N thought about it.

“Let’s go.” Y/N accepted Garrett’s deal.

A month later, they were still dating and Logan asked Garrett why he “chased” Y/N after Dean’s party.

“She’s just that girl.” Garrett replied, Tucker looked at him knowingly but Logan and Dean were just lost.

The End

“For what, Toni?” You asked.

“I need the practice, please.” Toni said.

“Okay fine.” You agreed and Toni just smiled. You both moved from the living room to the kitchen, Toni got her box of tarot cards, and you sat across from each other at the kitchen table. “What do the cosmos tell you about my future?” You asked.

“Make fun all you want but this is the real deal.” Toni said. She began shuffling cards and pulled out a few, laying them out on the table. “It says here that you are going to meet a Prince Charming who is also the love of your life.”

“Girl, you can’t be serious.” You said, looking at the cards on the table.

“I’m Dixie Chicks serious, you are going to meet a Prince Charming, he is a powerful man from foreign land and he is the love of your life.” Toni said.

“There’s no such thing as a Prince Charming, Toni. And he’s from foreign land, seriously?” You asked.

“I know what I read.” Toni said.

“You’re ridiculous.” You commented and Toni pouted.

“You’re no fun.” Toni said and you laughed

The next day, you were working at your family’s bakery when you saw a man with sandy brown hair walk in. He was taller than you, for sure, had moles across his face, very cute.

“Good morning, can I get a chocolate chip muffin?” The man asked, you could melt from his voice alone.

“Sure thing, do you want it warmed up?” You asked.

“Yes, please.” The man responded. After warming it up, you gave it to him.

“That’ll be 2.50.” You said.

“Here you go, Miss.” The man paid you and he left.

For the next 2 weeks, he has been coming into the bakery every morning without fail to buy a chocolate chip muffin until…

“Good morning, how can I help you?” You asked

“Good morning, what would you recommend?” The man asked.

“Oh, you’re not in the mood for a muffin today?” You joked.

“Oh I still want a muffin, but I also want to invite you to eat with me.” The man said.

“How forward of you, I don’t even know your name.” You said.

“It’s Oscar.” Oscar introduced himself, you smiled, he looked like an ‘Oscar’.

“Alright Oscar, my favorite pastry here is the tiramisu cupcake.” You said, pointing to your favorite creation.

“I’ll buy 2 and the chocolate chip muffin. When do you take your break?” Oscar asked and you felt someone stand behind you.

“She can take her break now.” Your mother said behind you.

“Mami..” you whined, this is so embarrassing.

“Ya vete con el muchacho guapo, mija.” Your mom said, untying your apron for you and handing Oscar the pastries.

“So that’s my mom.” You said, getting out from behind the counter and walked with Oscar to his table.

“She seems nice. Here are the cupcakes.” Oscar said, handing you the cupcakes.

“Thanks, these are delicious.” You took a bite.

“I have a work thing this weekend, you wanna come with?” Oscar asked and you stopped chewing.

“We just met, man.” You said.

“You’ve seen me everyday for 2 weeks.” Oscar said.

“Doesn’t matter, anyway, my parents are catering some big thing this weekend so I’m going too.” You said.

“Next time then.” Oscar said.

“I could give you my number.” You said.

“I’d like that.” Oscar replied. He handed you his phone and you began typing in your number.

The weekend came and you and your parents were setting up the cupcake booth.

“Mami, can I walk around?” You asked.

“Just come back before we open.” Your mom replied.

“You need money, mija?” Your dad asked.

“No but 10 dollars wouldn’t hurt.” You joked and your dad gave you 10 bucks.

“Don’t buy anything stupid.” Your dad said. You nodded and started walking when you saw a familiar face. You ran up to him and tapped his shoulder from behind. Oscar turned around to see who it was and smiled when he realized it was you.

“Hey Oscar.” You said.

“Hey Y/N.” Oscar replied. “I didn’t know you were into Formula 1.”

“I don’t really follow it, my parents were hired to put up a booth. So this is your work thing too?” You asked.

“It is, actually.” Oscar says. He looks around for cameras. “Wanna come over and see where I work?”

“I’d love to but it needs to be quick, I’m needed at the booth in…” you pull out your phone to check the time. “18 minutes.”

“It’ll be fast, let’s go.” Oscar put out his hand for you to hold, which you promptly took, and walked a good 5 minutes before reaching the pits. You were admiring all the cars until you reached to the McLarens

“So you’re a mechanic?” You asked and Oscar chuckled, shaking his head.

“Look up.” Oscar said and you did, your jaw dropped right there. His name and face were plastered above the garage.

“You’re an F1 driver.” You said in disbelief.

“I am, yeah.” Oscar said.

“And you still want to go out with a baker?” You asked, completely shocked at the thought of this gorgeous and rich man liking YOU.

“I do, yeah. So I’ll give you a team kit, and I’ll walk you back to your booth.” Oscar said as if it was the most casual thing in the world. He walked in the garage to see if he can find a team kit while you texted Toni.

You: GIRL!!!!!! I’m sorry I ever doubted you, tour prediction came true!!!!

Toni: YES!!! So happy for you! Tell me ALLLLL about it

You: LATER!

“Who’re you texting?” Oscar asked, handing you a team kit.

“By bestie, I wanted her to know that her tarot reading of me came true.” You replied, putting on the papaya shirt.

“You believe it tarot cards?” Oscar asked.

“I didn’t before, but I do now.” You replied and he smiled

“Yeah but that’s not comfort food, sweetheart.” Dean said. You sat up immediately.

“You mean it’s not American food. I see how it is, muñeco.” You laid your head back against the window. “Vas a ver, vas a ver.”

“Sweetheart…” Dean started.

“No oigo, no oigo, soy de palo, tengo orejas de pescado.” You chanted, closing your eyes and Sam laughed.

“This isn’t funny, Sam.” Dean said.

“Whatever, man, the sooner we go to Jody’s, the sooner we eat.” Sam commented and in about 15 minutes, they made it to the front of Jody’s house. Jody walked out to greet them.

“I’m so happy to see you guys in one piece.” Jody said, hugging Dean extra tight, then Sam, and lastly you. “You keeping an eye on them?”

“Of course, I practically run this outfit.” You said and Jody giggled as Sam and Dean nodded their heads like ‘yes ma’am’

“Alright, let’s go inside, don’t want the food to get cold.” Jody said, the three of you followed Jody, Dean’s hand on your lower back, guiding you in. Once inside, you saw Claire and Alex setting the table.

“Ah, Y/N, I haven’t see you in months.” Clair said, hugging you.

“How’s your hunting going, Claire?” You asked, hugging her back.

“It’s not.” Claire said, looking back a Jody, who was getting drinks from the fridge.

“She’s grounded til her grades improve.” Jody responded, handing the boys beer.

“Eres chingona, Claire, you’ll do well in class and get back on the road in no time.” You said, sitting down. “How about you, Alex?”

“I was floated to the ER, not fun at all. The new supervisor is a pain.” Alex commented, sitting down across from you.

“I’m sorry, but it’s the price you pay of being a nurse.” You said.

“I know.” Alex pouted.

“Alright, sit down, I’ll serve your food.” Jody said, Dean sat next to you, Sam sat at the head of the table, and Claire sat next to Alex. “Y/N, honey, do you want Mac and cheese? I made it specially for you”

“Muñeco, can I eat Mac and cheese?” You asked your boyfriend who was mid sip, he began coughing.

“What?” Dean asked.

“Can I eat Mac and cheese, Dean?” You asked again and everyone else just stared at Dean.

“Why are you asking Dean if you can eat Mac and cheese?” Jody asked.

“He says I eat too much pasta and it’s making me fat.” You said and Dean’s eyes widened.

“I didn’t say that, I never said that, Jody!” Dean shouted.

“Dean, you live off greasy diner food, you have no room to talk.” Claire said.

“Y/N can eat whatever she wants, she doesn’t need to ask you for permission!” Alex exclaimed.

“Sam, wanna help me out here?” Dean asked.

“Nah, I’m good.” Sam laughed, sipping his beer.

“She’s lying, Jody.” Dean said.

“He said that I should cut down on the pasta and eat more meat.” You said.

“I never said that!” Dean shouted.

“Dean, let the girl eat whatever she wants!” Jody exclaimed.

“Yeah Dean, Y/N is that one that does all the cooking, you can’t tell her what to eat.” Sam said, adding more fuel to the fire.

“You, shut up.” Dean said pointing to Sam. “And you, stop lying, sweetheart, I need said you can’t eat pasta.”

“He’s right, he said I couldn’t eat rice either.” You said.

“Y/N!” Dean yelled. “This cannot be happening.” Dean muttered.

“You know what Dean, go to the living room while the rest of us eat.” Jody said and Dean stood up from his chair.

“Jody, Y/N is lying! I let her eat whatever she wants, come on, let me eat something, please.” Dean whined and you were laughing so much, seeing how he gets in trouble with his surrogate mom.

“Living room, Dean.” Jody said sternly and Dean walked to the living room with his head down and sat on the couch.

~~~

After dinner, you said goodbye to Jody and the girls and Dean drove back to the bunker.

“I’m starving!” Dean telling, walking into the bunker’s kitchen.

“Sorry muñeco.” You said.

“How was the Mac and cheese?” Dean asked softly.

“Really good, best one she’s ever made, and the ribs? Delicious.” Sam said, rubbing it in.

“Go to your room, Sasquatch!” Dean said, pointing to the exit of the kitchen and Sam walked away with his hands up in surrender.

“I’m sorry I made you miss American food Dean.” You apologized.

“It’s fine, I shouldn’t have said anything about your cooking.” Dean apologized in his way.

“I’m glad you learned your lesson.” You told him, kissing his cheek. “But if you really want American food, there’s still a box a Kraft of Mac and cheese. I’m going to my room.”

“Nah, I’ll just eat whatever is left over in the fridge. Is there still lomo saltado?” Dean asked.

“There should be. Eat up muñeco.” You said, kissing his cheek before leaving the kitchen.

The End

“And that’s enough TV for you.” Dean shuts off the TV.

“Hey, not fair! You get to watch sin senos no hay paraíso but I can’t watch Tierra de Reyes?” You asked.

“That was one time and I didn’t understand anything. You said it yourself that watching the show raises your blood pressure.” Dean said and you rolled your eyes.

“I wasn’t serious about that, muñeco.” You told him. “How long do I have to stay like this?” You asked.

“You are out of commission for 6 weeks, sweet thing.” Dean said, kissing your forehead.

“I hate witches.” You grumbled.

“Me too.” Dean said. “Want me to get you something from the kitchen?”

“Yes please.” You said and Dean nodded his head before making his way to the kitchen, where he saw Sam on his laptop.

“What are you reading?” Dean asked, opening the fridge to take out some leftovers to heat up.

“There’s a case in Albuquerque. It should be a simple salt and burn case.” Sam said.

“What makes you say that?” Dean asked.

“There have been mysterious deaths ever since the museum added a new mummy exhibit from Latin America.” Sam said.

“Was it from Guanajuato?!?” You yelled from the Dean cave. “I’m coming over, don’t move!” You yelled again

“Sit back down, woman, I’m coming!” Dean shouted as he ran to the Dean cave to see you reach for your crutches. “Alright sweet thing, let’s get you to the kitchen.” Dean helped you with your crutches and walked to the kitchen, Dean helped you sit down.

“Were you talking about the mummies from Guanajuato, Mexico? I think they are the most popular. Or is it from Chile? Or Peru? The mummies from there can be dated back to before the Egyptians.” You spat out facts, the boys seemed intrigued and surprised.

“How do you know about Latino mummies?” Sam asked.

“I like history. Do you know which mummy?” You asked.

“Sam says it’s the Incan mummies.” Dean said and your eyes widen.

“That’s bad juju, those were human sacrifices” you said.

“Great, we gotta burn mummies now. That’s a new one.” Dean commented.

“God, I’d love to go with you guys but I can’t really be your Evelyn Carnahan.” You said and Dean laughed.

“Then that would make me Rick O’Connell.” Dean flirted with you and Sam gagged.

“Okay, let’s go on the hunt before more people wind up dead.” Sam said, getting up from the table.

“We’ll be back, baby.” Dean kissed your forehead before leaving with Sam.

~~~

You were painfully aware of how quiet the bunker was without the boys. It was your first time being alone in the bunker. You tried to distract yourself by cooking whatever was in the fridge so that food wouldn’t go to waste so you fried some eggs and served it on top of leftover white rice.

“Okay, it will be okay, just…chill.” You said.

Meanwhile Sam and Dean were in Baby, Sam spotted a familiar duffel bag in the backseat.

“Isn’t that Y/N’s?” Sam asked.

“Oh yeah, I guess I forgot to put it in the bunker since she broke her leg.” Dean said.

“She has her phone with her, right?” Sam asked.

“Of course she does, she should be fine.” Dean said. However both men know that you would not be fine, knowing your past.

~~~

2 days have passed and you were feeling restless, just walking around the bunker. The place feels so big without the Winchesters’ presence.

“Ugh, I can’t take it anymore.” You said and went to your room to look for your headphones.

You started looking on the bedside table, the drawers, on top of the dresser, under the bed, everywhere in your room, and you couldn’t find your headphones anywhere.

“For fuck’s sake!” You shouted and left your room and started looking for your headphones in the rest of the bunker, including the basement. It’s so hard moving around in freaking crutches. “Castiel, if you don’t get your feathery ass down here right now!” You screamed but it was no use, Castiel didn’t come, no matter how loud you screamed.

You played music out loud on your phone but it did nothing to quiet the voices in your head.

They left you alone

Dean abandoned you

Family don’t end in blood, mis calzones, they don’t care about you

“Shut up, shut up, shut up.” You muttered, covering your ears. “Hurry back Dean.”

~~~

“This is such a weird case, how are we supposed to burn cursed mummies without setting fire to the museum?” Sam asked.

“It would be a controlled fire, Sam, we’ve checked the museum layout, the mummy exhibit is far from the others, it should be fine.” Dean mentioned.

“Could be a cursed objection. When the director of the exhibit gave me the inventory list, there was something missing.” Sam said.

“What could be missing?” Dean asked.

“Don’t know but we need to finish this fast.” Sam commented.

“Yeah, let’s get a move on.” Dean said.

~~~

It’s been 4 days since you were left alone in the bunker, 4 days since your thoughts been taking over your mind, you’ve been in a sort of paralyzed state where you haven’t moved form your bed.

You’re all alone

They abandoned you when you needed them most

You are broken, even more than them

Their mother died while yours walked out

Their father stayed while yours gave you up

You. Are. Broken.

“Enough!” You shouted, placing a pillowing over your head, then you heard the door opening.

“Sweet thing?!?” Dean called out for you.

“Muñeco!” You cried out, you heard Dean running to your room.

“Hey hey he, what happened?” Dean asked, checking over you, noticing a sad look in your eyes.

“I couldn’t find my headphones.” You whispered.

“Son of a bitch.” Dean shook his head. “Your duffle was in my car, they’re probably in there. Sammy! Give me the duffle!” Dean shouted

“Alright!” Sam shouted back and a few minutes later, he came into the room with the duffle in his hand, giving it to Dean. Dean took the headphones out and placed them on your head. You connected the headphones to your phone and played your relaxing music. Dean was rubbing your arms while you calmed down. Sam left the room but Dean stayed with you. You took off your headphones.

“You okay?” Dean asked.

“I’m better now, thank you.” You did and Dean put his arm around you and kissed your forehead.

“We are getting you another set of headphones. One for the bunker and this one for traveling.” Dean said, you laughed.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea, amor, thank you.” You said. “How was the case?”

“Weird, really really weird. The mummies came to life because of this piece of jewelry that was part of the exhibit. The jewelry was stolen by the owner to the museum. We put the jewelry where the mummies were and the stopped attacking. It was such a strange case.” Dean said.

“Oh yeah, it sounds like it too. But at least you didn’t have to burn the mummies.” You said.

“True. Come one, let’s go watch a movie, we need to spend some time together before the next case.” Dean said.

“I’d like that.” You said

The end

“Of course, Mon couer, it’s no problem at all.” Charles said, picking up the check. You then pulled out a 100 dollar bill out of your purse and handed it to him. Charles looked up from the check. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you money for the check.” You said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Charles had that confused puppy look on his face.

“What makes you think I’m going to let you pay?” Charles asked.

“I’m not paying for the whole thing, just what I ordered.” You clarified.

“Mon couer, have I not been providing for you?” Charles asked.

“Muñeco, you already pay for so much, I wanted to help you out with the bill.” You said.

“Ma belle, your money is your money, my money is our money.” Charles said.

“But…” you started but Charles gave you back the 100 dollar bill and added 400 dollars. “Muñeco, that’s too much.”

“Nope, I have plenty of money, I make more than enough for the both of us, and you needed to be reminded of that.” Charles then asks you to stand up so he can place you on his lap and kiss you softly. “I love you. Don’t ever think I can’t afford to spoil you.”

“Oh you’re so sweet, muñeco.” You said, melting at his words. “It was a prank I saw on TikTok, I just wanted to see how you’d react.” His eyes widened.

“Did I at least pass the test?” Charles asked.

“Oh yes, you aced it.” You replied and Charles seemed content.

“Good good, let me pay and we can go get your nails down.” Charles said.

“Fine with me.” You replied.

“I wanted peonies in my bouquet, along with hydrangeas, maybe some lisianthus. I’m thinking about blue hydrangeas, peonies are obviously pink, the lisianthus should be pink as well. Oh, and add some baby’s breath.” You said. Oscar looks at you like you have three heads. “Tiburoncin, they are all in season, and baby’s breath is a must as a filler. I need the bouquet to give cottage core if I’m walking down the aisle to ‘once upon a dream’ from sleeping beauty.”

“I didn’t say anything, but won’t the bouquet be really big? That’s a lot of flowers.” Oscar said.

“Not necessarily. I’m thinking that the center pieces should be hydrangeas and lisianthus, maybe they should both be pink or have just like the bouquet, blue and pink.” You wondered out loud.

“If you want your wedding bouquet to be special, I think pink hydrangeas and white lisianthus so your flowers will stand out a lot more.” Oscar said.

“You are a genius, tiburoncin. I signed up for a yoga class, I have to be there in a an hour so we will talk more about the wedding.” You said.

“Of course, have fun at yoga.” Oscar said. You went to your shared bedroom to change into your Fabletics set, grabbed your yoga mat and gym bag to leave.

What you failed to mention to Oscar was that it was puppy yoga. The yoga studio was a 30 minute drive, you listened to your playlist on the way, a dove you got out of the car, you were very excited to see the puppies.

Once you entered the building, you saw the cutest puppies you have ever seen.

“Welcome in! Be careful of the puppies, they are very curious so watch your step.” The instructor said. You did as she said and set up your yoga mat close to the front so you can see the yoga poses better.

Class started in 20 minutes and when it was time to actually start, there was a cavalier King Charles puppy who stayed close to you. As the class went on, multiple puppies were running around but your puppy did not leave your side. In 45 minutes, the class ended and the instructor spoke again.

“Just a reminder, all these puppies are available for adoption.” She said. You looked down at the puppy who was chewing on your shoelace and picked her up and walked towards the instructor.

“Hi, is she available for adoption?” You asked.

“Oh yes, Dahlia is available. Are you interested in her?”

“My fiance and I have been talking about adopting…” you started.

“Would she be your first dog?” The instructor asked

“Oh no. I’ve had dogs growing up, is she vaccinated?” You asked.

“Yes, all of our dogs are vaccinated. I’m just going to need you to sign a few pages and Dahlia is all yours.” The instructor said and you read over all the pages and signed enthusiastically to adopt dahlia. “You’re all set, darling.”

“Thank you!” You exclaimed and carried the puppy to your car. “First thing first, bebé, we are renaming you. How about Charlotte? Do you like Charlotte?” The puppy yipped. “Looks like your new name is Charlotte. Let’s get you your things.”

You drove to the pet store and bought everything you considered necessary for a new puppy. You bought food, food and water bowls, toys, a bed, pee pads, a leash and harness, a collar, wipes for crusty eyes, a doggie toothbrush, EVERYTHING. When you parked in the apartment garage, you realized it was a lot of bags and you did not have the upper strength to carry everything in one trip so you called your fiance and in 1 ring, he picked up.

“Yeah, darling?”

“Hey tiburoncin, I ran some errands, can you help me bring up the bags?” You asked.

“Sure love, I’ll be right down.” Oscar hung up and you looked down at the puppy in your arms.

“You’re going to meet your daddy! Best behavior, Charlotte.” You said. 5 minutes later, Oscar was in the parking garage. The closer he came to your car, the more his face changed.

“Y/N, what’s that?” Oscar pointed to your arms.

“Well…she’s a cavalier King Charles spaniel puppy, I got her at yoga class, isn’t she adorable?” You said, holding her out to Oscar.

“Why?”

“We’ve been talking about getting a dog. I bought everything for Charlotte.” You said.

“You named her already?” Oscar asked.

“Of course I did. Look how cute she is!” You said.

“She’s your responsibility, Darling.” Oscar said.

“I can feel with that. Now will you carry her things in please?” You asked.

“Of course.” Oscar opened the trunk of the car and looked back at you. “Did you buy the whole store?”

“Haha.” You laughed sarcastically and the three of you went up to the apartment. “Okay Charlotte, this is your new home.” You placed her on the floor and she started sniffing everything, wandering about the apartment.

“You do realized you can’t go to a puppy yoga class again, right?” Oscar asked.

“I was afraid of that. But she was by my side the whole class, I had to adopt her.” You said and Charlotte got closer to you and pawed at your leg, wanting to get picked up. “See? She loves me.”

“And I love you. Let’s get her bed set up.” Oscar said.

The End

I am picturing scenes like if Gordon spilled a drink on her, Dean will escort her to the bathroom right before her tail comes out and asks if she’s okay while she steam dries her tail. Once the bathroom door opens, Dean tells her to go to the motel room with Sam. Whenever it rains during a hunt, Dean will tell her to stay in the motel or car. Due to the full moon thing, Sam has done so much research about mermaids that he makes sure she doesn’t get “moon fever” whenever they are on a hunt or when they know a full moon is tonight, they have y/n stay in the bunker with Castiel so she’s not lonely before the brothers go on a hunt. When Dean and Sam were battling a siren, it was Y/Ns siren song that got them back to normal before killing the siren.

I’m just saying it would be so cool! And according to the lore, born merpeople live in the sea and then there is a spell that makes them human. But youz can turn into a mermaid by going to a moon pool which is not found in the US which means she is possibly the only mermaid that the Winchester brothers can encounter of her kind. So the background would be that Y/N and her parents swam the Pacific Ocean and landed on a beach in California, her parents wore their moon rings and had a necklace made with the same stone for a 6 year old Y/N, they cast the spell to have legs, and they have lived in California ever since. Y/N meets Sam in Stanford and once Sam entered the bathroom in her apartment outside of campus and he saw her tail. That’s when Sam started telling her that he was a hunter but his brother and John hunt all types of monsters. From that moment on, Sam researched everything about mermaids since it was Y/N’s first time lining on her own.

“Can I just say…not the way I was expecting to be waken up.” You said.

“Sorry darling! I was going to surprise you with breakfast but the frying pan fell.” Oscar said.

“It’s okay Tiburóncin, breakfast is overrated.” You said, kissing him on the cheek.

“But it’s your birthday! I wanted to do something special for you.” Oscar said.

“Well…we can go to the Pooh Corner tea room.” You said, placing your chin on his shoulder.

“You and Winnie the Pooh, I swear.” Oscar said. “Yeah, we can go.”

“Yay! Thank you.” You said.

“But first, we have to stop by my apartment okay.” Oscar said.

“Yeah that’s fine, I just need to get ready.” You moved away from Oscar to go to your room.

“So we’ll leave in 2 hours?” Oscar asked

“Haha, tiburoncin.” You replied sarcastically, then you thought about it. “Yeah, we’ll leave in two hours.” You muttered before heading into the bathroom to shower, Oscar just laughed.

By the time you were ready, it was 12pm, you had on your favorite outfit, you hair was done, you put on some makeup (full beat or natural, I usually do a full beat, or no makeup at all) you were ready. Oscar was wearing your favorite outfit of his.

“You look beautiful. We need to stop by my apartment before we go to the tea room, is that okay?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, it’s fine, let’s go.” You said.

You and Oscar walked to his car and he drives to his apartment. Once you have arrived, Oscar got out of the car and waited for you.

“I thought I was going to to stay.” You said.

“I need your help looking for it, you have a gift for finding things.” Oscar said. You smiled.

“Haha, I learned from my mom. Okay, I’ll help you look for it. What are you looking for?” You asked, getting out of the car and walking into the lobby of the apartment building. You greeted the doorman and got in the elevator.

“Just a card.” Oscar said. Once they reached the 23rd floor, they got out of the elevator, went to the hallway, and Oscar opened the door to his apartment.

“I can’t see shit, I need to turn on the lights.” You said and once you turn on the lights..

“Surprise!” A bunch of people yelled, you placed a hand on your chest.

“Ay chingao!” You shouted, you turned around to face the people in Oscar’s living room. “Mami, papi!” You ran towards your parts, giving them a hug.

“Feliz cumpleaños, mi niña.” Your mom said, kissing your cheek.

“Gracias, mami.” You said.

“Que grande estás, amor.” Your dad said, hugging you. When you let go, you saw your friends.

“Irina, Sofía, Andrea!” You screamed, running towards them to hug them. “How did y’all get here?”

“Girl, your boyfriend flew us out! He put us in a hotel, too. He wanted to surprise you.” Sofia said.

“Girl, es tan generoso y guapo, does he have a single friend? Or brother?” Irina asked.

“Ay, que descarada, he has 3 sisters, and as for friends, you ask him.” Andrea said.

“You’re right. Can you ask for me, Y/N?” Irina asked you.

“Yeah, I’ll go ask him right now.” You said, walking away from your friends and walked to Oscar who was talking to your dad about something. “Hola papi, puedo robar a mi novio un segundo?” You asked and your dad nodded. You held Oscar’s arm and walked away to talk. “You really flew my parents and my friends out here?”

“Of course! They should be present for your birthday.” Oscar said. “I know you haven’t seen them since the move, family is important to you, I wanted them here for you. All of us are going to tour around London, show them the London eye, buckingham palace, and we’re all going out to eat.”

“You are the best boyfriend ever.” You said, kissing him.

“I have to treat my girl right, don’t I?” Oscar asked.

“Yes, yes you do, this is going to be the best birthday ever, thank you so much.” You said.

“Come on, let’s go mingle some more.” Oscar said and before y’all walked back to the ‘party’, you had to ask,

“Do you have a single friend for Irina by any chance?” You asked and Oscar laughed.

“I’ll see who I can find for her.” Oscar said.

The End

“I don’t think you can get me everything on my list.” You said.

“Try me.” Your mom said as you handed her over your list. “Mija, I can’t get you a 5’10 Australian boyfriend.”

“Why not?” You rebutted.

“First, you’re 15, you’re too young to date. Second, it’s not like there’s a Boys R Us, pick something else.” Your mom said.

“The 5’10 Australian is a Santa order. A mom order is a new phone.” You said.

“Ay muñeca, a new phone is a dad order. Ask him to buy you a new phone.” Your mom said.

When you were at a sleepover at your friend’s house, you were asked the question “who is your dream guy?”

“My dream guy would be Australian like Chris Hemsworth, he would be 5’10 because I want him taller than me but not too tall, like Dylan O’Brien’s height, I want him to have like that mousy brown hair that used to be blonde as a kid like Dean Winchester in season 1…” you listed.

“Girl, you have seen ‘How to build a better boy’ too many times.” Your friend said.

“Shut up. I have a type, okay.” You said.

“Well a guy like that doesn’t exist.” Your friend said.

Years later, you were out buying Christmas decorations for your apartment. It was going to be your first Christmas since you moved to London. It was snowing, not as much as it does in New York, but still beautiful nonetheless. As you were drinking your hot chocolate that you bought earlier, you bumped into a taller gentleman, causing your hot chocolate to spill on the floor.

“Aw man, I waited so long in line for that.” You said.

“I am so sorry, Miss, I should have been more careful.” The man said.

“Yeah you should have, my guy.” You said.

“You’re not from here, are you?” The man asked.

“And clearly neither are you.” You said.

“Sorry, again. I’m Oscar.” He held out his hand.

“Y/N.” You said, shaking his hand.

“We can head to Italian Bear Chocolate, I’ll buy you another hot chocolate.” Oscar said. You started to consider it, you couldn’t see much of his face because of the hat and scarf.

“I’ll accept it.” You said.

“Great, it’s not that far of a walk.” Oscar said, both of you started walking next to each other. “Where are you from?”

“I’m from New York.” You replied.

“You don’t sound like you’re from New York.” Oscar said.

“That’s because my parents are from Latin America so I didn’t grow up with the ‘hey, I’m walking here’ new York accent.” You replied. “What about you? Your accent sounds familiar but I can’t quite place it.”

“I’m from Australia actually.” Oscar said. Your ears perked up, you have always found the Australian accent to be attractive.

“What brings you to London then, shark bait?” You asked.

“Shark bait?” Oscar asked laughing. “I mean it’s better than Bruce. l’m in London for work, you?”

“Im here for school, actually.” You said.

You guys talked for a little while longer until you made it to Italian Bear Chocolate. Once inside, you started taking off your coats, hats, and scarves. When you turned to see Oscar, you practically melted. He looked like the man of your dreams.

“You okay? You’re kinda staring.” Oscar said and you shook your head.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to stare, shark bait.” You said.

“Do you know who I am?” Oscar asked. Your eyebrows furrowed, you were confused by what he meant by that.

“Should I? Right now, you’re just the Aussie that cost me my hot chocolate.” You said.

“Right, sorry, I’ll pay for the hot chocolate. And whatever else you want to eat here.” Oscar handed you the menu.

“Thats awfully generous of you. After this I have to finish buying Christmas decorations.” You commented.

“How much do you have left to buy?” Oscar asked.

“I bought a tree and ornaments yesterday. Trying to go for a sugar plum fairy theme since it will be my first time hosting Christmas.” You said.

“Are your parents going to visit?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, they’ve been planning it for months.” You said.

“Then I can help you with your shopping, what else do you need?” Oscar asked.

“I need a tree topper, a wreath, maybe Christmas themed towels as well.” You said.

“Yeah, I’ll help you. I don’t have to go to work until March so I’ll be happy to help.” Oscar said, you raised and eyebrow.

“3 months off work? Damn, that’s lucky.” You said.

“You can say that.” Oscar grinned.

Now it’s Christmas 2025, you and Oscar have been dating for 2 years, he was helping you decorate the tree when you decided to tell him…

“You know you were my Christmas wish?” You asked him. Oscar furrowed his brows.

“You have never told me that, darling.” Oscar said.

“Well I’m telling you now. 7 years ago I asked Santa to bring me an Australian boyfriend that was 5’10 with mousy brown hair.” You confessed

“There is no way you asked for that.” Oscar said.

“Oh yes I did, I swear!” You exclaimed.

“Why Australian?” Oscar asked.

“I was obsessed with all things Australian, 5SOS, H2O, Heath Ledger, seemed fitting to wish for an Australian boyfriend. You’re everything I asked for and so much more.” You said, kissing him.

“Isn’t that a line from a Maine song?” Oscar asked.

“Don’t ruin the moment.” You said and kissed him again.