Her, To Home

He had planned to wake up early that day to make breakfast for O’Brian except his alarm didn’t go off. No, his alarm probably did go off but his cellphone was dead when he woke up at 10 am. He was busy watching videos on how to make birthdays special and didn’t realize that his battery was low enough to die somewhere in the middle of the night. When he had switched on his cellphone after charging it, he saw multiple missed calls and text messages from O’Brian which made him curse out loud. He dialed her number but even after many rings she didn’t pick up which meant she was in class.

Still half asleep he went downstairs to see Drake playing video games in his underwear. He frowned and smacked his head.

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“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Dean demanded while dropping himself beside Drake on the couch.

“Since when had it become my job to wake you up?”

“Since I didn’t wake up for school.” Dean snapped. He knew he was taking out his frustration on Drake but he wanted to wake O’Brian with some flirting and breaking fast.

“What crawled up your ass and died?” Drake asked, his eyes focused on the screen.

“It’s Sara’s birthday today.” Dean murmured regretfully. Though he didn’t care about him not being the first to wish her, he wanted to wake her up himself.

“It is? She is finally turning 18?” Drake asked with a whistle and smirk which made Dean smack him harder.

“Shut up, stop talking about your sister-in-law in such manner.” A growl warned Drake who still looked ready to make another stupid remark but listening to his warning he laughed and asked, “Aren’t you too cocky too soon?”

Dean just glared at him and sighed. He wanted to take her out for fancy dinner but consider O’Brian would just curse at him for waste money on food which didn’t even fill her stomach he had asked Britney to prepare things at home for her. The brat liked simple things so he didn’t want to push her onto something she wouldn’t even enjoy. Her gifts were already prepared and delivered to Britney’s closet. This time they had gone a bit out of hand but it had been a long time since he was able to celebrate her birthday with her so he got too excited.

Standing up he went back to his room and noticed his cellphone flashing. He quickly opened it and saw Sara’s message which stated she was in class and where the hell was, he? Dean grinned at texted he would be coming in few minutes. After that he quickly jumped into the shower.

When he was done changing, he called Britney to ask if any help was needed. She simply sent him a list of things quiet bluntly which made him laugh.

When he reached the school, he texted Sara to come outside so they could ditch. He might not have enough time today to spend some alone time with her so he wanted to use this opportunity and play around with her.

Sara came out within few minutes but not to ditch school with him but to drag him inside.

“Baby, no. We are leaving.” Dean refuse to come out of the car and tried to grab her from his window to kiss her ‘good morning’ but was easily smacked.

“I am not ditching school, Dean. Not again. And neither should you.” O’Brian snapped; her angry eyes were seducing him into doing something stupid.

“O’Brian you have a busy day ahead. I want to spend some time alone with you on your birthday.” He softly reminded her and once again tried to grab her. His words had probably surprised her because she let him touch her. He didn’t push her forward to kiss her in case she loses the bit of mercy she was having on him and punch him in the face. He brushed her face with his fingers and smiled happily at her red cheeks.

She glared at him but still went to the other side to get in the car. He grinned widely at his victory and the second she sat down and closed the door, he saddled her and grabbed her lips with his, his one arm going around her lower back and other holding her head. His heart which had already been racing on her sight now tightened in his chest. Considering she was 18 now make the possessive and pervert part of his mind roam in impatience to strip her make her his but he had always been a reasonable person when it came to Sara’s respect so of course he wasn’t going to do anything rash but he wanted to take what he could at least.

He didn’t deepen the kiss; he didn’t want to stir himself in the school’s parking lot. So, he just gently kissed her for a while and then jumped back on his seat while laughing like a child. O’Brian just sat there in shock for a long time so he simply started the engine and started driving towards a grocery store.

After few minutes when she finally got out of her daze she asked, “Where are we going?”

“Grocery shopping, my love.” He replied while smiled softly at her.

“You wanted to spend time alone with me by doing grocery shopping?” She asked while tilting her head in confusion which made him want to crush her in his embrace.

“Did you have something else in mind, you naughty girl?” Dean wiggled his eyebrows and smirked wolfishly which earned him a bored look from Sara as if he was a donkey. Though he was insulted by such loud insult through single look, it never stopped him before so he was defiantly not going to stop now.

“I am fine anywhere as long as I have you with me.” He continued to save some of his dignity which made Sara smile at him so adoringly that he couldn’t help his next sentence, “But if you wanted to do something naughty you should have told me before, I didn’t prepare any cond—-” his words were interrupted by a sharp pinch on his thigh which just made the situation worse for him. He internally swore but decided for his own self to stay quiet.

When they arrived at the grocery shop, he easily pulled a cart and made O’Brian pull out his cellphone to take out the list Britney had sent. As they started walking around randomly, he felt his heart filling up with some deep happiness as if a burst of warmth was burning inside him making his mind fuzzy as if he was some happy pill.

Was this what their future will be like?

As he stared at O’Brian reading the ingredients on the back of salsa jar, an image flashed past his eyes, he was suddenly standing in future with an older version of himself and Sara who still looked as striking as she did now. With her hair in a messy bun, she was standing beside him arguing about the harmful ingredients in premade things. The picture was so pretty that he felt a tightness in his throat.

“… ean? Dean?”

He was back in present and saw the beautiful O’Brian looking at him in worry. He smiled at her slowly and watched as she confusingly smiled back at him.

“What were you thinking about?” She asked leaning towards him. He habitually pulled his arms around her waist and kissed her nose. Looking down on her wide eyes which was accepting his love so openly made him want to scream out loud to tell everyone how happy he was.

“About my future wife.” He whispered in her ear and watched in delight at her blushing cheeks. She softly laughed and shook her head as if laughing at his ridiculousness.

“Yeah? Who might she be?” She asked with a cheeky smile.

“Sara Woodland.” He easily replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world and watched as she stared at him with such bare eyes which were screaming how much she loved him. It took him once again by surprise like they had that day. He didn’t why, but watching those eyes he was so used to loving dancing on the same love songs he used to hear just made it difficult for him to breathe. He wanted to believe her, wanted to assure himself that he was the only one who had right on Sara O’Brian’s love but yet a part of him just refuse to believe that he deserved it.

But so, what if he didn’t deserve it.

As long as he was the one who had right and ownership on her love, he could live well.

Before she could say anything to him the sound of his name made him froze. His hands surrounding O’Brian tightened. He slowly turned while still holding her to see his mother standing there, a forgotten shopping cart beside her filled with all kind of food. The pearls in her neck were still as tight as he always remembered.