A/N: All the usual disclaimers! I just had so much fun thinking about Oya's birthday and how Dean is planning the day like a boss. It's self-indulgent because I wanted something lighthearted for these two.
Xxx
Oya told Dean one day that she didn't mind "not" celebrating her birthday as long as she was with him. He took mental note of that statement, thinking that she secretly wanted to celebrate the day actually. It wasn't too hard to guess given the gleam in her eyes when she mentioned her birthday coming soon. Oya had been in the Winchesters life for about a year. A full year where her birthday happened but she didn't celebrate it. He noticed how uneased she was when the day came closer and how many efforts she made to make it seem like it was another day in the grinder. Sam and Dean themselves didn't celebrate their birthdays but were both surprised by Oya with either a text and a phone call or -since she spent more time with Dean- a cupcake and a candle on it. It was a small gesture that left an ever lasting impression on both brothers so of course, they had planned to return the favor.
Oya was recovering from her injuries she received on her last case with Dean. Her friend Leda might have died, they were able to save her daughter, the 6 years old werewolf cub. She knew what the consequences would be and gave her life to ensure her daughter's survival. It was something both hunters could relate to since Dean sacrificed his life for Sam's and vice verça and Oya had done the same for both brothers countless of times -forcing them to come back and get her after her Bravado-. She also remembered the panic in Dean's eyes when she was shot in her belly. He panicked more than he ever did on that night because for a brief moment, due to her rapid blood loss, he thought he might be losing her. For a brief moment, she thought she would die as well but Chuck was on their sides because the bullet didn't touch any vital organs and exited her body without imploding. The bandages that covered her wound were a reminder of that terrible night which added itself to the long list of recurring themes in Oya's nightmares.
So Dean decided to change his girlfriend's mind. She wouldn't sit around and mop while she recovered enough to hit the road again. He would make sure that she would celebrate her birthday. A year ago, he discovered her birth date when investigating her and took a mental note so he could make a little something for her, but she dodged like an eel and Dean never got the opportunity to do something for her. A year later, he was dating Oya and he knew a little more about her than before. She stopped celebrating her birthdays because she was alone on said day. Memories of her loved ones and the loss she endured always resurfaced and tormented her so she decided that the best way would be to forget about everything altogether and never celebrate that goddamn day. Yet, she dreamed of homemade cakes and a date at an amusement park like normal people did to entertain themselves. She wanted to take pictures at the photo booth with her boyfriend of the moment -luckily enough Dean was this for here. She wanted to try all the dangerous rides of the park, eat all the pop corn and cotton candy and walk hand in hand with Dean. He knew because she told him some day.
Was she romantic? You bet she was! Dean realized Oya had a softer side she barely mentioned in public but he could see over her phone all the cute pictures of kittens and the cute memes and the cute romantic songs in her playlist. He could tell by the way she reacted to telenovelas and how invested she was in any tv show she was watching. He could tell when she called him her batman or her moon and stars and she snuggled into him at night and whispered her « thank you, my dream catcher » before she fell asleep. Of course, she had a violent side. It would not be her if she didn't like to punch people, push away anyone who would try to get into Dean's pants because she was territorial. He loved it as well, that she valued him as much as she did but he didn't want Oya to experience that kind of stress on her birthday. No. He wanted something simple both would enjoy. Last time for their anniversary -He didn't even know they had any!- She took him on a spectacular date-day! Driving vintage cars, paintball, and fancy dinner? All of that to thank him for being in her life? He had to top it off with something exciting for both of them.
Dean could count on his fingers the number of moments he spent without hunting and being genuinely happy. He shared moments with Lisa, where he didn't have to hunt and lived a mundane life. He shared moments with Cassie, long before he decided to reveal the truth about his life but all of these pale in comparison to those he felt with Oya. The African hunter stayed by his sides. She stayed despite knowing some very harsh truth about the man she fell in love with. She knew about some of his fucks-up (as a hunter, like killing Death for example or releasing the Darkness) and some of his less proud moments (like hiding from her the existence of his kids AND leaving Kira and Connor behind) and she stayed nonetheless. She witnessed him take blows, cuts, bullets, and punches and nearly die. They argued and nearly tore each other apart when she simply didn't act jealous and territorial but Dean fucking loved her. He genuinely did. She genuinely made him happy and he told her so. The cat was out of the bag so what was he afraid of? Aside from losing her? Nothing, except maybe not being able to make her birthday a special day.
He found her in the dining room of the bunker, early this morning with a bathrobe on and nothing underneath. Dean could see the curves of her breasts barely concealed by the fabric and grinned at the sight of her tearing down fresh bagels left on the table by a Sam who went to work with Castiel on a case. She ran her hand through her black locks and sighed in happiness as her tummy was filled with delicious food. Dean chuckled at her and gently kissed the top of her head before he sat in the chair right next to hers. Oya hazel eyes glanced at him before she leaned into her chair. Her birthday was only two weeks away and she wasn't comfortable with celebrating it. Yet, this year things were different, she had killed the Asanbosam, she had avenged her family so she should move on. She had moved on. She found solace in knowing her family was finally at peace but was terrified at the idea of celebrating her birthday. She didn't deserve to be celebrated. It was pointless to her. Truth be told, however, was that she didn't know what to do on such occasion. Dean let his hand rub over hers and he finally spoke in his gruff sleepy voice.
« This year we celebrate your birthday. »
« Say what? » She asked, eyes wide open as she stiffened on her seat.
« You heard me well Oya. Last year we didn't do anything while you celebrated our birthdays. It's not fair. We're going to make you something. »
« You don't have to. » She said, blushing hard as her brown orbs stared into his green ones.
« I want to, nuance. » He smirked at her, making her shiver and chew at her bottom lip.
« I don't even know what I want for such a day. I never... I never celebrated since.... »
« It's okay Oya. It's okay. » He said entwining his fingers with hers and pushing her hand towards his lips to kiss the back of it. « I got you. /We/ got you. »
« Do you have an idea of what we'll do already? » She asked blushing harder while her other hand grabbed his cheek and she stroked it with her thumb. He nodded. « I hate suspense! » She stated, impatient and jumping a little on her seat.
« You're gonna have to be with me. My lips are sealed. » He gave her a suave grin and then pressed his lips against hers in a passionate but slow kiss. She relaxed against him, allowing his lips to press into hers and her nose while his finger would run through her black locks. « I just want that day to be your day okay? » He grinned in between their kiss.
« My special day? I'm feeling spoiled. »She then leaned her forehead against his. « I hope I would have recovered until then. It hurts like a bitch still. »
« I think you will. Now, what about fresh pancakes? You've been eating this bagel away but you need some sugar and bacon with it. » He said as he planted one last kiss on her lips before Dean stood back up and went to the kitchen.
« Dean ?! » She said before he exited the dining room. He stopped and turned his head to glance at her, grinning at him back. « I love you Dickhead. »
« I love you too Bitch. » He smiled and went to the kitchen.
Dean had a plan about Oya's birthday and he would make sure that his precious angry killing machine had the best day of her life. Well, one of the best days of her life.
(TBC)
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