December 31st, 2020

Dean had left for the night, saying something about needed to go drink and check out the local girls once more. This year had been rough for all 3 of us. I’d had a hard time staying on my diet and staying mentally healthy as well.

Y/n had troubles with the fact for a long while we were stuck at home, stuck from saving people. Dean was just sexually frustrated, my brother just needed to be fucked that was the simple way of saying it.

I had had a school-boy crush on Y/n since we had first met. Her personality much like my own, her smarts, her snarky remarks to Dean and me, her beautiful body, her features that made you just want to smile much like she always did. During the year, this school-boy crush had only grown being in the same room with her would only make it worse to control.

I don’t think that she had noticed it, and if she had she hadn’t said anything to me or Dean. At the beginning of the year, I had fallen into a great depression upset with how things were panning out, she was always there for me. She’d bring stupid little games, she’d bring all my favorite books from the library, cook every night and cook all my favorite meals, and sometimes after a long day of reading in my room, Y/n would fall asleep cuddled into my arms and in my bed.

Eventually, she was able to kick me out of my depressed state. Her laughs and smile forcing me to be overall happy. And then during the late summer of this year, she lost her happy smiles, loud laughs, and beaming nature. She locked herself away in her room she wouldn’t eat forcing everyone out. I’d knock on her door and I’d either get a “Go away”, Or nothing.

I knew something was wrong, but what she didn’t realize was that I was going to figure it out what was wrong and quickly. So at one point, I caught her out of her room. I grabbed her by the shoulder turning her attention towards me. “Sam, please let me go.” Her voice so timid and quiet something that I wasn’t used to.

“Y/n... All I’m asking is that you let me help you as you helped me” I pleaded with her, she eventually gave in to me. Her body falling limp against my taller frame, I wrapped my arms around her and let her use me as an emotional takeaway.  When I felt like it was right I spoke “Y/n do you want to go eat? Or maybe you want to watch some tv show? You know what scratch that how about we just go lie down, sleep this all off?” I asked.

She hummed. Y/n’s cheeks were red from crying. “I’m sorry about your shirt, Sammy.” She said has we walked into my room, my bed was comfy. She fell in and fell asleep quicker than I thought. Again her body cuddled into mine, her body heat immersing my own.

So this brings us back to December 31st. Her eyes were stuck to the tv, new york looked cold and bright. My eyes though weren't on the tv, they were stuck on a beautiful face. Y/n wide eyes, and childish smile not to mention her giddy nature.

“Sam, you honestly need to find a case in new york!” Y/n said has a commercial came on screen. I chuckled. “ I guess. Do you wanna see new york?” I asked. “Yeah, Sam I’ve never been. Can you believe it?” I rolled my eyes. “ Y/n it’s back on,” I said pointing to the tv. Y/n turned back around her attention now fulling back on the tv.

The guy on the screen was speaking. “this year had been a roller coaster, but let’s listen to our last performer before the New year is here. I hadn’t kept up with recent famous singers. Apparently, Y/n knew who she was though “Oh, shit that’s Billie Eilish!” She screamed, and then looked over at me “Sorry” then this Billie person started singing a song

Y/n had forced me and herself into dressing up for the new year Not like we were going anywhere, but to be honest it was rather cute. I dressed up in a pair of dark blue jeans and red flannel. Y/n on the other hand had put little makeup on, a pair of pearl earrings, and a green shorts sparkle dress, paired with a pair of slippers.

“Nice slippers!” I said when she walked. “Really, you didn’t even dress up that much, Moose!” Y/n said punching me in the shoulder. “I do like the color on you bring your eyes out, short stuff,” I said walking towards the couch.  

Y/n always did have a hard time fully keeping herself together. The person had finished singing and on the screen, it looked like they were finally starting the count down. Y/n sat back down sitting closer to me, I left it alone though knowing that it was rather cold.

Y/n grabbed my hand, shaking it when it started getting closer. “Count with me, Sam?” Y/n asked. I hummed instead of answering her. Spending this time with her was perfect.

“10″ she said looking at me.

“9″ I looked down at her lips.

“8″ Y/n said smiling big at me.

“7″ I said licking my own lips.

“6″ Y/n said looking at my lips now.

“5″ I said winking at her even though she wasn’t that far from me

“4″ She said “Thank you for everything

“3″ I smiled “Of course, anything for you Y/n”

“2″ Y/n said.

“1, happy ne.” I said, but before I could say much of anything else Y/n said “I love you, Sam. Happy new year” and kissed me. It was a quick short kiss, almost like a test kiss. She released me and look over at the tv.

January 1st, 2021

“Thank you for the new year kiss, Now come back here!” I said. I grabbed her hand pulling her into my lap kissing her harder this time. Fireworks from the outside world could be heard and from the tv. I kept my lips on hers till my need for air was so overpowering.

My hands were on her hips, hers in my hair, her hips grinding against me, and my hands only enforced for more. Biting of lips and moans escaping between the two of us. Sadly neither one of us noticed that Dean had come home. He had so rudely interrupted our makeout session “Fucking finally! Took you two long enough.” He said and then walked to his bedroom “Happy new year you two” and then slammed his door.

“Let us start this new year off good? What do you say?” Y/n said, getting off my lap and dragging me behind her, to her bedroom door.