"Hey, I think we're hunting a dijin. Dean, you here?" You ask as you walk into Rufus's cabin in the woods. You see the dining table set up with plates. Your favorite burger is on one of the plates with a piece of your favorite pie on a smaller plate next to you and the beer you first drank with the Winchesters on the table. Two candles and a single rose lay on one of the seats. "Oh, you're back so soon." Dean walks in as he pulls on his shirt. "I didn't think you'd be back already."
"I'm sorry, do you have company coming over?" You ask is a dissapointed tone.
"She's already over, and looking as beautiful as always." He looks at you and looks almost shy. Still clueless you start walking away to your room. "Stop, are you not hungry?" Dean asked. "'Cause I'm starved. Come sit down."
"Okay." You awkwardly sit down forgetting the rose on the seat and sit on the rose. "Crap! I have to go change, my clothes are a mess from hunting in the woods." You just realise that you have mud all over your clothes. Dean stands up and pulls you close to his body.
"Stop, please. I just want to spend Valentine's Day with you." You fall into a kiss. The night is perfect. You both sit down and tell stories and laugh and eat. You feed each other bites of one another's pie. Everything was perfect. The night ended with a kiss and a hug. "Good night, Dean. Thank you for the perfect night. Sleep well."
"Good night, and I will, because of you." You both fall asleep within minutes and have sweet dreams of last night.