For Feli, my precious moonshine in the 5am morning sky. You told me this prompt and I'm so sorry it took me so long but here it is, and I really hope you like it <3

"Oh, come on, Dean, it will be fun! Please? For me?"

And that's how 19-years old Dean ends up at the local fair with his little brother Sam, who just turned 13 a few days ago. Sam had finally convinced Dean to go with him, and now they were both at the local fair.

they walked around for a while, and then Sam saw something. "Look, Dean! A physic, can we go?"

"Sure," Dean replied. Psychics were fake anyways, but if it made Sammy happy...

The psychic told Sam that he was going to be happy later, and that he should be happy to have Dean as a brother. Sam nodded enthusiastically and said Dean was the best brother in the world. It made Dean's heart flutter with happiness.

When the psychic took Dean's hand, she looked him right in the eyes. "You will fall in love with a blue-eyed person named Cas," she said. "I can't say more." she kept holding his hand and staring at him, it was very awkward.

"Yeah, sure," Dean mumbled. He quickly yanked his hand back, and walked backwards. Sam thanked her and then they were outside in the sunlight again. He blinked, and watched behind him, the woman smiled and nodded.

He took Sam's hand. "Let's walk further," he said, not wanting to be around her again.

***

Fall in love, the woman had said. That was utter bullshit, Dean Winchester didn't do 'love'. Love was stupid, and it would hurt you so why even start it? He only had a one-night stand every once in a while, and that was it. Love could get you attached, and when you get attached, you are able to get hurt. Hence, Dean wasn't planning on falling in love, ever.

"Are you okay?" Sam suddenly asked. He has seen Dean frowning and thought it probably had to do with what the psychic had said. "I'm sorry, Dean, I didn't know-"

"It's okay," Dean reassured him. "C'mon, I have a surprise for you," and he grabbed in his pocket and showed Sam the money he had been saving. "Have been saving some to get you a birthday present."

The smile shown on Sam's face was one of the biggest Dean had ever seen. "Thank you so much, Dean! You're the best!"

"Oh c'mon, you don't even know what it is yet! How are you loving it already?" Dean replied, but he was laughing. He didn't even know what he'd buy, but he'd make sure it was the best Sam had ever gotten. They didn't have much money, and both of them got remembered of it regularly. Like when they had bread for dinner, 'because it was easier'. But they both knew they simply didn't have any money for a full meal that night.

Their dad had brought in the money, until the day he died. A terrible accident took his life, and from that moment, the only thing they got was the monthly small amount of money from the government. Their mom worked too, but it wasn't enough. Dean worked every day in the regular shop and every Saturday on the market close to their home, and had been saving a little bit of money every week for Sam's birthday.

***

He remembered his 17th birthday, when Sam was only 11. He got woken up by his little brother at 5 in the morning, and he didn't even have time to be angry, because Sammy was so excited. He had sung four songs and danced on Dean's bed with them. When their mom came to bring breakfast, Sam couldn't hold it back any more.

"I have a gift for you!" he yelled, and pulled out something wrapped in last week's newspaper.

Curious, Dean unpacked it, and out of the newspaper came a leather cord with something hanging on it. An amulet. It was a weird one, and Dean had never seen it before, nor was it something he would look twice at. Yet, when Sam gave it to him, he studied it, and then immediately hung it around his neck.

"Sam, how did you even get this? Where have you got it from?" he asked.

"Don't you like it?" Sam sounded unsecure, suddenly. "I saw it a few weeks ago, in the store around the corner. You know, the one with all the old books. I thought I'd buy it for you, so I started helping people crossing the street and selling their stuff on the streets. I didn't have enough money but the owner gave it to me anyways. I just thought-"

"Sam," Dean interrupted him. "I love it, thank you so much." He remembered Sam being home later than usually, and it became clear what he had been doing.

The fact that the 11 years old Sam had been doing extra things, saving up money, and instead of buying himself something nice, the first thought he had was buying a birthday present for his brother made Dean so emotional, he had to clear his throat a few times before he could speak again. Luckily, Sam didn't notice it, overly loudly singing "Happy birthday" to him.

Mary, however, had to look away and wipe a tear from her cheek. This was the exact reason why she loved her boys so much.

Dean hadn't taken off the amulet once since that day.

***

The rest of the day, Dean didn't even think about what the physic had said any more. The only thing that mattered was Sammy having a good time, and well... that he was having. They did everything they could, Sam's birthday present was a huge teddy bear Dean had won at the shooting game, and at the end of the day, Dean had just enough money left for some food, which they brought back home.

Long after Sam had fallen asleep, declaring this was the 'best birthday he'd ever had', Dean and Mary were sitting in the living room, talking. Mary wanted Dean to go to college, even though he's already 19. "You are so smart, I don't want you to waste all your time on working. I'm sure we'll handle it here."

However, Dean wasn't planning on leaving them alone, he'd rather keep working than spending all the money they had on college. Besides, Sam would be absolutely broken if Dean left. It was a discussion they had more than often these days, but Mary would always give in, knowing Dean wouldn't listen to her.

So, this evening too, ended with Dean stating he'd keep working until he was sure he could leave without getting Mary and Sam in trouble.

"Good night, Dean. And thank you for making Sam's day," she added. "Both of you are the best sons I could ever wish for."
Dean smiled and reached up to touch the amulet. "I'm glad I could do it," he replied, and with a 'good night' back, he went to bed too.