Dean
You woke up in Dean's arms. You snuggled closer to him and laid with him until he woke up. "Morning, batman. Happy one year anniversary," you said with a smile. "I thought that was the 23rd?" "It is the 23rd." "Damn. Sorry, I forgot, cutiepie," Dean said. "No worries. All I want to do today is hang out with you," you said, kissing him.

You two ate breakfast together and Dean kept his arm around you. You two had a shower together that turned steamy ;). Then you guys went down to the work out room where he taught you some self defense. You weren't as advance in the skill of fighting as Sam and Dean were.

For dinner, you had pizza and pie. As you took your first bite of pie, you said, "Happy one year anniversary." You kinda clinked forks. "And to many more," you added. "Well," Dean said, causing you two to laugh and push him.

In bed, you lazily traced his anti possession tattoo. Then, in your tired state, you started to kiss his chest from where his tattoo began. "You wanna go for round two?" He asked when he felt what you were doing. "Nah," you said. You made your way up, kissing his chest, neck, jaw, cheek, and finally his lips. "I love you," you said, staring at those apple green eyes you love so much. "I love you."

Sam
Waking up to an empty bed did not reassure your thoughts on Sam remembering your anniversary. You tried not to let it show that you were disappointed that he wasn't even there. The only one who was in the kitchen was Dean who shrugged when asked of Sam's whereabouts.

It wasn't til late morning when Sam, arrived at the bunker again. You found him munching on dry cereal in the kitchen. "Hey, Y/N, I need your help," Sam said after he greeted you with a kiss. "We have a new case and we need to find out more on the victims. One of the connections they had was that they had the same salon and spa they went to. I've already scheduled an appointment with the spa and salon, I just need you to show up and go through some treatments and get something out of the ladies there. Don't stress out too much, though, because there's some other connections and Dean and I will go check those out right now. Okay?"

You wanted to scream at him it was your anniversary, but a day at the spa did sound relaxing so you guessed that him forgetting did have some ups. "Yeah, sure," you said, kissing him again. "Great. Go," he said. "Now?" You asked, raising your eyebrows. "Yeah." "Oh okay. Text me the adress of the places then." You grabbed your purse and went to the salon and spa.

You came home relaxed. It was almost dark out as you entered the bunker. You expected quiet, Sam and Dean's voices, or the usual bunker sounds, not your favorite love song.

You walked around the bunker trying to find the source of the music. You walked into one of the halls that you didn't walk into usually. Most of the rooms were not used. A smile crept to your face as you heard Sam and Dean's voices ringing through the hallway. "Is that her?" Sam's voice asked. "I think so," Dean's gruff voice answered. "I don't hear her." "Neither do I." "Maybe it wasn't her. Maybe it was a demon or smething. Dean, I can't fight a demon in a suit. You go find out what it was." "What?" "Just go find out what it was!"

Dean walked out and stopped mid hallway when he saw you. You put a finger to your lips and he walked away while whispering, "Go get him, tiger." You smiled in response and tip toed to Sam in the room. You peeked in to see Sam pacing. He looked nervous and was muttering thinga like, "Y/N, hi. This is- No, happy one year anniversary. I did this to- No, ugh.". You smiled at how cute he looked in his suit and walked into the room.

"What's this?" You asked with a smile.

"Y/N," he said, surprised, turning around. "Happy one year anniversary." You smiled and walked up to him. You kissed him and he wrapped his arm around your waist. "Happy one year anniversary," you said, looking at his face turn to a smile. You looked around the room to see a table for two in the middle with a single candle to illuminate. Your favorite flowers decorated the room that was filled with beautiful old furniture. The look on your face was enough of a reward for Sam.

"Was there really a case?" You asked, smiling at him. "No," he said, with a smile. "I jusy needed to get you out of the house for this. And it was a nice surprise as well." He shrugged. You kissed him again and sat down at the table. "Ready to eat?" He asked. You nodded and he clapped his hands. Dean came in in a waiter's outfit. You started laughing and he glared at you. He dropped the two plates in front of you and said, "Bitch," to Sam, who replied, "Jerk," before Dean left the room.

You and Sam had a wonderful one year anniversary.

Castiel
Cas has been so busy with things up in heaven and school was stressing you out that you both had forgotten your anniversary. You were reading an assignment when the word anniversary came up. Your eyes slid over the passage as the word anniversary stayed on your mind until it clicked. You gasped, throwing your book aside, and called Cas. You heard the whoosh of wings before, "Y/N? Why did you call?"

"I was busy with school that I almost forgot today's our one year anniversary," you said.

"One year anniversary?" Cas asked.

"Yeah. Couples celebrate how long they've been together. Some do like months, years. Today is our one year anniversary. We've been together for a year. Couples usually celebrate."

"Oh. I'm sorry I didn't acknowledge it," he made his way to you amd grabbed your hand. "Do you have a bandaid?"

"Yeah, why?" You asked, worried.

"I think I might've scrapped my knee falling for you," he said, looking from your hands to your face with a shy smile. You smiled at him and kissed him. He kissed you, giving your hand a gently squeeze.

"What do we do on one year anniversaries?" He asked.

"Anything. How about a movie?"

Cas choose to watch a movie that had been out for a month thus leaving you two with an empty theatre all to yourself. You took advantage of it, kissing with Cas, cuddling with him, and all the stuff you wouldn't be able to do if there was people.

You kissed Cas. "I," a kiss. "Love," a kiss. "You," a kiss. He smiled and said, "I love you, too." Then he smiled as he got an idea. He cleared his throat and said, "Are you a vegetable? Because if you were you'd be a cute-cumber." You laughed and how cheesy that was and kissed him again.

"Happy one year anniversary, beautiful," Cas said.

Gabriel
"Babe," you said when he appeared in the night. He went right for a kiss and pushed you up against the wall. When he heard you moan he knew he couldn't just leave you like that and the wall was used in unholy ways. Ironically, it was a holy being that fucked you against it. Anyways, after that, you said, "Can you believe we've been together for a year?" He smiled.

"No. I'd never thought I'd find someone I'd love as much as I love you," he said. You were now on the bed and you hugged Gabriel.

"How'd I get so lucky and end up with you?" You asked and kissed him once more.

"I should be asking that question," he said, holding you. "Where do you wanna go tomorrrow?"

"Tomorrow?" You asked. "What are we doing tomorrow?"

"Well, we didn't really get to celebrate today. So I was thinking I'd take you somewhere that you'd really like," he said, his free hand under your shirt tracing hearts into your skin.

"You decide," you said, smiling at his offer. You stayed up for a bit, talking, sharing candy, occasionally making out. You fell asleep in his arms which wasn't something you usually did but did enjoy.

Lucifer
Surprised was one of the things you were when you woke up to Lucifer with breakfast. "What's all this for?" You asked as he put the plates and cups on the bedside table. "Our one year anniversary." Your blank face gave away that you had forgotten. He looked at you in disbelief. His face suddenly turned angry and you were afraid of what he might do in his angry state. His face soften when he saw how afraid you looked. "It's okay," he said, though you could tell it was not. "I'll make it up to you." "How?" "Like this," you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He was soon on the bed and the breakfast had to wait a while before you got to eat it. But when you did, Luci and you ate breakfast while watch your favorite show in bed.

Lucifer had an entire day planned out that started with breakfast in bed and ended with dinner at an old American diner where you had burgers, fries, and milkshakes. You leaned up against Lucifer, trying to feed him fries. "Eat," you said, trying to stuff another fry in his mouth. "No," he said. "But we're so close to breaking the world record," you said. "I'm not sure if we are." "Good, cause I was lying. We are no where near it. So, eat more." He laughed and kissed you. You tried to stop feeding him fries after that.

At home, you both laid on the couch. "Pst," you called to him. "Yes?" "Carry me to bed." "No." You kissed him. "No." "Damn." You stood up and started walking to your room when Lucifer picked you up. "Thanks, big guy."

Crowley
Crowley was out doing business for the entire day so you didn't think he'd be with you for your anniversary. Yet, right before dinner was served, Crowley appeared. Right as you were changing. "Crowley," you said, surprised, covering yourself. "Now, don't do that. I want to see you," he said, throwing your towel to the side. Of course, that lead to some sex which resulted in more sex until your hunger caused you to stop.

"Put on something really nice. We're gonna go out and celebrate our anniversary." You smiled happily knowing that he didn't forget. He took you out to a very fancy restaurant which served very good pasta.

Afterwards, you two were walking down the streets of Italy. He had an arm wrapped around your waist and you kept on reminding him of when you first met. "How come it took you so long to ask me out?" You asked. "I was beginning to think you might never do it."

"I didn't take that long," Crowley started. "Three weeks," you said. "I just wanted to make sure you could take my world," Crowley said. You smiled, happy with his answer though you still thought that it was because he was nervous about asking you out. You two sat at a fountain that gently sprayed you. It didn't bother you, but Crowley complained his suit was gonna get ruined. "Let it," you said, kissing him. Your clothes were a little wet after the kiss and you thought it was the perfect time to give Crowley his gift.

"Take me home," you said and you both we back in your shared bedroom. "I have a gift for you," you said, opening the closet and showing him your present. While in Greece, Crowley's attention was caught by a nice suit but since he was with you, he decided to come back for it later. The suit was now in your hands. Crowley's expression changed to slightly surprised as he took his hands out of his pockets and felt the material of the suit. "Thank you, Y/N," he said, taking it from your hands to inspection it furthermore. He was shocked, that was for sure. After he was thoroughly pleased with staring at it, he have you a kiss and put it away.

Balthazar
You had an assignment in the Pacific Ocean, so you and Balthazar were in a boat for a day that happened to be your anniversary. The boat itself was cool and spacious and Balthazar knew how to drive a boat so it was just you and him on the boat. He held you for a long time just listening to your heartbeat as you listened to the waves. He kissed your head as you took multiple photos of the ocean. You kissed him as he drove the boat. He even brought along a hat and called it is captain's hat, that he let you wear obviously.

"I brought wine, but I'm not sure if you want some," you said, since he was still a little hesitant on drinking after he hurt you when drinking.

He looked troubled before agreeing. You served him some and studied him as he drank it. "1992, right?" He asked about the year of the bottle. You laughed cause he was right. You served yourself some and proposed a toast. "To one happy year together," you said, raising your glass. He raised his glass and touched yours gently before taking a sip of his again.

"Let's go to our room," he said, leading you into a room the boat had. It was filled with roses. You gasped when you saw it. "Bal, they're-" You stopped when you felt arms wrap around your waist and lips find your neck. Your lips curled into a small smile and you turned around to meet his lips.

Later that night, you both laid in the bed. Your head was on his chest and his hand was playing with your hair. "I love you," Balthazar whispered into your ear. "I love you more," you said. "I doubt that. I love you more." "No, I love you more." "I love y-" "Shut up, I'm wanna sleep," you said, snuggling up against him. He chuckled and you said, "I love you," before you fell asleep.