Ho Ho Hopefully - Dean x Reader (Songfic)

Song: Ho Ho Hopefully - The Maine

December first I'm in a foreign state
I'm running late, I'm all alone
Wishing I was home with you, baby
She's got a way of making things okay
When she's not around, when she's not around
I'm going crazy

Dean was travelling miles across the country trying to make sure that he made it home in time for Christmas with you. He couldn’t bear to be away from you for any length of time, it made his chest tighten and ache to even think about you not being around.

So, because of this Dean had been travelling for hours, across days and nights, through towns he’d never heard the names of, across borders that were too far from home, just so he could hold you in his arms and get rid of this aching.

Dean knew that no matter what was wrong you had a way of making everything feel okay again.

We like to talk about the plans we make
And things we say when we're together
I hope for better weather this year
But you my dear, need to know
This year I want you alone

As Dean pulled into the town where you’d both made your home he remembered you saying that this year was going to be the best Christmas ever: but then he’d had to leave, called away by Sammy. You had been completely understanding, Sam’s life was in danger so of course you were fine with it, but you couldn’t completely conceal the disappointment in your eyes.

That’s why Dean was being so chaotic about getting home, he wanted your plan to be a reality. He wanted this Christmas to be everything that you hope for.

Ho ho hopefully this holiday will make us believe that
We're exactly where we're supposed to be
And we're ho ho hoping that
We all come back and as a matter of fact I know
We're exactly where we're supposed to be
Together by this Christmas tree

It was late Christmas Eve when Dean’s Impala pulled into your driveway. The Christmas lights on the house and the outside tree had been lighting Dean’s way and he had never been happier to be home.

You had been rearranging the decorations again, keeping yourself occupied until Dean returned. That was when you heard the Impala’s rumble.  You ran to the door and swung it open to see Dean stepping out of the Impala. A grin lit up your face as you ran to him.

Dean caught you in his arms and spun you around, until he lightly placed you down again never letting you go. Your arms clung tightly around his neck and his pulled you tight against his chest.

We go together like the winter and this sweater
And she makes me feel, she makes me feel alive inside
And when I look into her eyes I see the blue and green
Like Christmas lights, like Christmas lights oh what a sight
She says I've got a way of making everything okay
She's not alone, she's not alone, and never will be
Ho ho hopefully this year I'll have you alone

Dean loved the way you fit in his arms perfectly, he would always be able to tuck your head under his chin and hold you close against his chest.

On this day you stared up into Dean’s beautiful eyes and in yours he could see the reflection of the Christmas lights. He pressed his lips to yours passionately and you responded, trying to pull yourself even closer to Dean.

‘I’ve missed you so much,’ you whispered against his lips. ‘But everything’s okay now.’

‘I’m home now baby and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to leave you again,’ Dean said gruffly.

Ho ho hopefully this holiday will make us believe that
We're exactly where we're supposed to be
And we're ho ho hoping that
We all come back and as a matter of fact I know
We're exactly where we're supposed to be
Together by this Christmas tree

You gently pulled away from Dean after sensing his sadness and led him into the house, helping him pull of his jacket and shoes but never letting him go fully.

You tried to make him sit so you could go and make him something to eat but he wouldn’t do either, holding you tightly against him.

‘Dean, let me look after you okay? You’re tired and you’re hungry,’ you said before you kissed his jaw. Dean’s eyes half closed at the gesture revelling in your touch.

You softly pushed him down on to the coach before removing yourself from his grasp and walking to the kitchen.

Don't you know this year I want you alone?
Baby I want you alone

You had almost finished preparing Dean some food when you felt the familiar touch of his hands wrap around your waist.

‘Dean,’ you lightly scolded as you continued making food.

‘I was lonely,’ he breathed against your neck, kissing it gently.

‘Come on,’ you said as you pulled him back to the living room: food in one hand and Dean in the other as he trudged tiredly behind you. Dean sat down and started eating his food as you went to fetch some blankets.

You curled yourself by Dean until he finished eating his food and he went to take out his plate.

Ho ho hopefully this holiday will make us believe that
We're exactly where we're supposed to be
(exactly where we're supposed to be)
And we're ho ho hoping that
We all come back and as a matter of fact I know

Dean turned the light off so that only the Christmas decorations lit his path back to you on the sofa. He pulled you into his lap and wrapped the two of you in the blanket. You sighed contently. You had been right; this really was the best Christmas ever. Dean feathered your neck in kisses before he spoke.

‘Merry Christmas Baby, I love you so much,’ Dean whispered.

‘I love you too Dean,’ you replied.

Then the two of you sat bathed in the Christmas light until you fell asleep.

I'm exactly where I need to be
With you by this Christmas tree
Together just you and me
Together by the Christmas tree.