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Chicken out (Winchester brothers x sister!reader)
Request: could you do a winchester sister one in which she goes on a mission alone bc she was sure it was safe and not a big deal but when she comes back to the bunker, hurt and bleeding without anyone seeing she goes to her room trying to stop it bc shes sure she can fix herself up, but when she cant she goes to the kitchen when everyone is and tries to explain herself before she collapses in dean arms? im all for the angsty shit ajsjs
Warnings: a bit of angst + I’m super sorry, it’s absolutely not my best work but I really wanted to write it before going on vacation, especially since I still have other things to do... :(
Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)
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➳ Who said it was a good idea? Nobody, but as stubborn as you were, you went to this “safe and simple” hunt.
➳ Even if you butchered this bitchy witch, you hadn’t escaped completely unscathed.
➳ She stabbed you in the right side. You lost a lot of blood, but you managed to drive to the bunker while trying to stop the bleeding.
➳ When you have passed the doors of the bunker, you immediately took refuge in your room to take care of your wound without your brothers noticing it.
➳ Despite your attempts to remain discreet, drops of blood crashed on the ground so far immaculate. A few minutes after your passage, Jack noticed them, but made no comment to the boys. After all, they always came back a bit hurt so that should be all right... Isn’t it?
➳ In your room, you rummaged in all your drawers, looking for your first aid kit. When found it, you opened it and began to disinfect the wound in a muffled pain scream. You didn’t want to draw your brothers’ attention or even Castiel’s.
➳ When you tried to stitch your wound, you chickened out. Your hands were shaking, your vision was blurry and you were swaying.
➳ Pitching, you joined your brothers in the kitchen, except that they weren’t alone. Practically everyone was there: Castiel, Gabriel, Lucifer, Jack and even Chuck was present.
➳ They couldn’t miss your wound, your shirt was no longer gray, but crimson and you kept your hand on your wound.
➳ “What the hell happened?!” shouted Dean, leaping from his chair. He threw himself at your side, letting you lean on him while you attempted to sit on the nearest chair. “The witch… She… She was more powerful than we thought and-and…” you tried to explain before you collapsed in your brother’s arms.
➳ A few hours later when you woke up, you were in your bed, dressed in your denim pants and your bra. When you looked at your injury, there was nothing. You felt good, like if nothing happened.
➳ When you jumped out of your bed and went to join the guys, you didn’t have time to say anything that Dean reprimanded you like a child. You hated that. “Are you nut?! You could have died and no, you choose to say nothing!” It was clear that you wouldn’t go hunting again without him or Sam.