I think I’m always going to have to reblog this, because how often have we ever seen Dean actually happy?
Because people are around him, and they’re looking at the real Dean, the Dean who’s a warrior, and they’re not terrified, they’re not flinching away, they are SMILING AT HIM because in this context, someone who can fight the way he can, who knows the things he does, is VALUED.
And it’s his damn birthday. Dean got to be happy on his birthday.
Not to mention when he fought that day, he didn’t have to fight for his life. He could make the dumb mistakes like he did when he was a kid and not get hurt from it. He got to play.