All I've Ever Dreamed

Chapter 90

Dean stood beside Seth, watching as family and friends all took turns passing around the shovel, taking a scoop of dirt and throwing it onto the coffin in the ground. Seth had gone first, Dean a little later on.

He looked over at Seth, seeing tears rolling down his cheeks. "Hey," he whispered. Seth looked over at him, shaking ever so slightly. Dean reached up and removed his glasses, then gently wiped the tears from Seth's face.

The man closed his eyes, soaking in Dean's touch. "T-That was a really nice speech you gave-" he managed, his voice breaking.

Dean had said a few words when he had the shovel; he hadn't known Seth's grandmother, but simply said how she would be missed and that he hoped she'd died happy.

"Thank you, Seth." Dean said softly.

Seth swallowed hard and took back his glasses that Dean held out for him. "Would you go out for pizza with m-me?" He asked suddenly.

Dean wrapped his arms around him, hugging him close. A moment later, he pulled away. "Pizza sounds great." He said, smiling.