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I thought you never would… - Chapter 1

Chapter one

A/N: This story is about Dean and the reader who meet online and get to know each other. The reader is a gamer girl and dean is a gamer boy. The reader is a member of many gaming communities but never really was active in them. When COVID hits she gets bored bc editing isn't that fun anymore so she gets back into gaming. Enjoy reading! :)

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"I thought you never would break my heart like that." you said tearing up while you looked at him.

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1 year and 6 months earlier

You were bored and looked at the supernatural edits on your feed thinking they're so cool, but you? You literally had no motivation to edit anymore. 

Your account was going great not gonna lie but you kinda had enough of it. 

You used to play video games a lot like in 2018, the only thing you did on weekends was playing video games. You definitely were no typical girl. You always got along better with guys then with girls, you never were into drama unless you were involved.  

So you looked at your PlayStation 4 and smiled a bit, You turned the device on, looking through the communities. You were just curious and bored, so you saw some guy named Dean asking if people wanted to join him and his friend Ryan. You were shy about it at first, yeah you were an open person but you also were really closed off and careful about what you were saying. 

You commented on his post and asked if they're still looking since it's like 2 hours ago. You thought you wouldn't get any response but only like 10 minutes later you got one and got invited into the party. You didn't know why but you got nervous? You pretended like you didn't see his response for the next 15 minutes. Eventually you joined and were quiet because they talked and you didn't want to interrupt anything. "Hello?" One of them said and you shyly answered hello. "My name is Ryan." The one said "I'm y/n. Nice to meet you." You said quietly adjusting your headset. 

"Yeah I can tell that your name is y/n." Ryan said and you blushed, your gamer tag was having your name in it. "R-Right." you said. "So..." You said a moment later, "what are you guys playing?" You asked fiddling with the cable of your headset. "We're playing Rainbow (six siege), wanna join?" Ryan asked. "Yeah if the other one is okay with that." you said since you still didn't hear him say anything. "Oh sorry...I'm Dean." He said with a small laugh. You knew you just heard his voice, but it was so deep and he kinda had an accent, couldn't really figure out which one though. 

"Nice to meet you too, Dean." You said with a smile "nice to meet you too, y/n." He said, what made you smile. "For me it's totally fine if you'll join." Dean added a moment later. "Okay, but I'm not that good though." You said honestly, you always just played for fun not for success like most gamers did. You didn't care how many kills or points you got. You just played because it was fun. 

"Oh that's fine, don't worry." Ryan said and you smiled, "Okay." So they invited me to their

game and you started playing. Dean made some jokes, which were funny. Sometimes he was lost which was even funnier tho. Dean had a really deep voice which was kinda attractive. You had no idea how he looked, you couldn't imagine how both of them looked. Didn't even know where they were from.

You never were the person who had many friends, because people always were judging. You also always got along better with guys then with girls/women. They were so dramatic, always looking for something to fight or get mad about. Sooo annoying...

Anyways you kept playing for an hour or so until Ryan spoke up, "so y/n, you're single?" He asks curiously. You never had a boyfriend before and you were almost eighteen, everyone around you had a partner before, but you? You've never had sex before and for you it was so embarrassing. Even tho there was no reason to be embarrassed about it. 

"Yeah, are you?" You asked back "yeah me too, guess we're the singles then." Ryan said with a laugh. "What do you mean?" You asked confused not getting it. "Oh-" he said with a laugh "Dean is in a relationship." "Oh." You said kinda feeling disappointed about it, you didn't even understand why you were so disappointed about it. 

"Oh yeah, I've been in a relationship for a year now and we're going to take a trip to San Francisco." Dean said proudly. San Francisco wasn't far from where you lived, but they didn't have to know right? "That sounds cool." You said. 

You didn't know why, but you felt so drawn towards him. You knew him for maybe like two hours, but you already liked him. You knew, it sounded crazy, but there was just something about him you couldn't figure out yet. 

"Where are you from?" Ryan asked a few minutes later. "I'm from California, you?" You asked curiously. "We're both from Nevada." "That's nice, you guys know each other personally?" You asked curiously. "Uhm yeah we went to high school together." Ryan said. You mostly talked to Ryan, Dean probably was too focused on the game because he hardly talked or answered questions you asked both of them.  

Maybe he was just someone who didn't talk with other girls because he was in a relationship. You never understood how girls could be like that, not allowing their boyfriends to talk to other girls or have female friends. Just stupid and psychotic. 

"That's cool." You said and Ryan laughed. "You really only say that's cool." He said and you blushed slightly. "I don't know what to say else." You said with a laugh to cover up how embarrassed you were, even though there was no reason to be. You didn't know those people and just wasn't sure what to answer. 

"So you guys going to college?" You asked curiously. "Dean is but I'm not." "And why aren't you going to college?" You asked Ryan. "Just haven't found the right way for me or what I wanna study." He said. "That's okay tho." You said. "What about you tho?" Dean asked. "I'm still in Highschool." "Wait how old are you?" "I'm 17." You said "Oh, thought you were much younger." He said with a small laugh. "How old are you then?" You asked curiously "We're both 18, but I'm turning 19 in October." Dean said. "Good to know." You said, again not sure what to say else. 

"When's your birthday?" Ryan asked. "My birthday is September 4h." Yoj told them. "Mine is October 2nd." Dean said. "Mine is April 24th." Ryan said and you nodded to myself. "So your birthday was already." Yoh said. "Yes it was my 18th birthday, but couldn't really throw a party because of COVID." He said with a sigh. "Ugh that sucks." You said. "So guess Dean was the lucky one who got to celebrate his 18TH birthday last year." You said. "Yeah, but I didn't do much tho. My girlfriend, Ryan, two other friends and my step sister just were here." He said. 

"But sounds chilly, just to celebrate with some people." You said. "Yeah, it really was." He said. "That's nice." You said with a smile, even though they couldn't see it. 

After some time you started playing the game 'the forest' which was kinda like Minecraft. It definitely was a relaxing game tho. You didn't have to concentrate too much, had to log trees to build something, which was really cool. You liked that game a lot. 

You started playing and fought against the monsters that appeared sometimes. Dean turned on some music, mostly Juice WRLD, you loved that artist so much. You kinda started to get comfortable, already? You only talked to them for like three hours, but you thought they're really sympathetic. 

You checked the time and saw it was already 1:30am and you had to wake up early because you had theory lessons in driving school. "Guys?" You spoke up a moment later. "Yeah?" They both said. "I think I'm going offline." You said. "What why?" Dean said. "Because I have to wake up early." "I have to wake up early too." Dean said. "Yeah but I have driving school, we could play tomorrow, if you want to." "Oh come on y/n, stay for a bit longer." Ryan said. "Bro, we can play tomorrow." You said with a laugh. "Alright fine." He said. "Goodnight." You said and they said it back. 

You turned your PlayStation 4 off and went on TIKTOK for 10 to 20 minutes before actually going to sleep. You put my phone away and went to sleep.

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I thought you never would… - Chapter 2

Chapter two

Word count: 1,261 words

Warning: language

For the next few weeks we played together had a lot of laughs, like really a log. I really liked playing with those two guys I haven't had so much fun with people from my town. 

Since I haven't had many friends to hang out with my time mostly consisted out of staying at home and going on walks with my dog, Balou, which I mostly calls bubby. Sometimes I would meet up with people, but those weren't really friend you know? Defining a friend, means a person who'd be there for you no matter what, made sure you were alright and always listened to you. But me? I never had a person like that which sucked most of the time, luckily I could talk to my mom about everything. 

There were just things you couldn't talk to your mom about since she was an adult and you were a teenager. There were things she just wouldn't understand and you actually preferred talking to people your age about various situations. 

So there you were kinda losing interest in playing video, sometimes you had those times not wanting to play and just chill out watching Netflix or reading books.

Since COVID hit you started reading again and realized how much you missed reading and imagining things. So you also kinda lost contact with them, not really you just didnt join their invitations and kept making up stupid excuses so you wouldn't have to join. 

So you haven't had much contact with them for about 5 months, which is kinda absurd, but it just was like it was. 

Anyways one day in November Ryan texted you and asked you, if you're still there and up to play and you texted back, sure. 

You joined their voice chat that night and Dean seemed kinda pissed when you joined, which you could understand I mean you disappeared for months and didn't text them or said you're just not in the mood. 

"So y/n where have you been all those months?" Dean asked curiously but also kinda pissed, because he was the one who mostly invited you to join. 

"You know I've been just busy, that's all." You said softly as Ryan sighed. "You know Dean was so pissed at you that you didnt join or texted anything." He said. "I know and I'm sorry, probably wasn't my best move." You said genuinely. "Yup definitely wasn't." Dean said and you nodded to yourself. 

"So how have you've been?" You asked curiously with a smile in your voice. Dean kinda liked your voice, you were so friendly and it made him smile. "I started a vocational training to become a chef." Dean said proudly and smiled. "Oh that's cool, my dad's a chef." You told him with a smile. "Really? At what kind of restaurant does he work at?" Dean asked. "My dad has a Spanish restaurant, since his dad is from Spain, I mean my grandpa." You kinda rambled, making Ryan and Dean laugh. You blushed slightly and didn't say anything else.

"Sound interesting tho. So not Mexican but Spanish right?" Ryan asked. "Yeah." You said with a nod. "So how come you started the training?" You asked curiously. There was a silence for a moment which made you frown and you thought you said something wrong. "My grandma has a bar which also is a restaurant." He said. You nodded, "that's cool." 

You didn't know why he was so weird about it, there probably was something about it you just didn't know. "Ugh Dean are playing again?" You heard a girl say in the background and a the headset thrown on the table. "Dean and his girlfriend aren't in a good place right now." Ryan said and you nodded. "Oh okay."

In fact Dean had thought about breaking up with his girlfriend, Kira, since they were fighting most of the time and she was being lazy. He worked and brought the money home. He's just 19 and lives alone since he's 18, for the reason that his mom threw him out, because he was causing too much trouble she could've handled. There was just something about Kira that didn't let him go off her probably, since she was his first love and the first girl he had all his experiences with. No question they were toxic for each other. 

"Sorry, guys." Dean said with a sigh as he took his headset on again after having a fight with Kira. "It's fine." You said. "Wanna play something funny?" Ryan asked trying to cheer Dean up since he knows how tired Dean is of his girlfriend Kira. 

"Yeah let's play GTA V, if you want to." You suggested and Dean smiled a bit. "Sounds like a great idea." Dean said. "Alright GTA it is." Ryan said as you turned GTA on. You guys played for the next few hours before ending the game. "Guys, I'm heading to bed." You said. "But you're not gonna disappear for another 5 months will ya?" Ryan joked and you laughed. "No, imma be online right in the morning waiting for you guys." You said playfully. "You better be not joking." Dean said playfully strict, making you laugh. "Alright, good night." You said before leaving the voice chat. 

"She's really cool." Ryan said with a smile. "Yeah, she is. She's also really friendly and mice." Dean answered. "I'm kinda curious how she looks tho." Ryan said. "Me too." 

"You and Kira okay?" Ryan asked and Dean sighed rubbing his face checking if Kira was asleep before actually answering. "I don't know man, she's tiring me out and waisting the little money I have for stupid shit i don't even need or she." He said with an annoyed sigh. Ryan rolled his eyes since he never like Kira, so did his family. Kira was a total bitch towards him and his family, always thinking about herself. 

Dean almost broke up with her once, because she's crazy like for real. One time she made him so horny, even though she wasn't on birth control, they had sex, without a condom. The next morning Dean was panicking and asking her to take the Plan B pill, since he didn't want to impregnate her. He just couldn't help it the night before, she worked him up so much, that he had to fuck her. 

When he asked her to take the pill after, she said why would she, making Dean frown. He didn't how she could be so reckless and careless about getting pregnant. She even said, if she'd be pregnant, she didn't get rid of the baby, that's something they didn't do in her family. Dean was so overwhelmed and panicking, he eventually called his dad and stepmom. 

They eventually talked some sense into this crazy girl and made her take the Plan B pill. After that his dad, stepmom and stepsister told him, that she's crazy, but Dean loved her, he couldn't let go of her, how could he? 

"Dude, she's just not...the girl for you." Ryan said probably for the 100th time, making Dean sigh. "There are millions of other girls in this world why are you sticking to that crazy and psychotic girl, who tires you out, and almost caused you burnout." Ryan said with a sigh as Dean rubbed his temple. "I know, maybe you're right." Dean said completely surprising Ryan since Dean always brushed him off about Kira. 

"Imma talk to her tomorrow." Dean added a moment later. "What? Really?" Ryan asked shocked and Dean nodded. "Yeah, really."

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I thought you never would… - Chapter 3

Chapter three

Word count: 1,761 words 

Warning: language, mention of sex

Dean was peacefully asleep when Kira started to touch his cock, stroking him as she kissed his neck. His eyes shot open as he woke up, pushing her off of him with a sigh, turning away from her. Kira frowned slightly not understanding why he did that and just shrugged to herself be for touching him again, but now sliding her hand into his boxers. Dean quickly grabbed her wrist before looking at her,  "I'm not in the mood." He told her sternly, throwing her hand off him.

She frowned at him, "why?" Dean rolled his eyes, because sometimes she wouldn't take no for an answer. "I'm not in the mood." He repeated. She rolled her eyes and got out of the bed, taking her clothes on. "Dean, you got some money for me?" She asked with a pout. Dean already got angry at this question, since he got barely money left for this month. 

"No, I don't. Why don't you just start making money on your own and stop asking me for it." He said rubbing his face. She rolled her eyes and looked at him, "why would I go to work and make my own money?" Dean frowned deeply, finally getting to his senses after almost one and a half years of relationship. "I think, it's time we two break up." Dean told her. Her eyes widened, "What? Why?" She breathed out. Dean scoffed, "Because you and I don't work out." He said with a shrug, throwing her bag into her direction. "You better pack up and get out of here." He said taking his joggers on as she stared at him in shock. 

Dean walked on the balcony, grabbing his cigarettes. He grabs one out of the box, lightning it up before he started to smoke it. He closed his eyes for a moment, just trying to calm down for a moment. He didn't think it be that easy to tell her it was over. He heard her grabbing her things all over the place as he walked back inside from the balcony. He plops down on his bed again watching her pack up. 

She eventually finished, "You really want to break up?" She asked standing in the door frame with crossed arms.  Dean looked up from his phone , "Yeah." He said. "Then I'd like to have the 100 dollars you owe me back." Dean scoffed and started laughing. "Excuse me? You lived here for free, I even gave you money and you want the fucking 100 bucks back? I think you lost your mind." He almost yelled at her as he got up. "I want my money." She insisted standing straight. 

"Kira you better get the fuck out before I lose my mind." He told her angrily. "So you really breaking up with me bc of that Hoe y/n?" She asked with a scoff. Dean frowned deeply, "what? She's just a friend! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He yelled and she just rolled her eyes before finally leaving his little apartment. 

Dean sighed in relief, but also kind of missing her. She was his first real love and girlfriend, but he knew it was the right thing. He knew it, he knew it'll save him a lot of nerves and money. Money he could use for himself. 

He walked into his bathroom to take a quick shower, checking the time, sighing since he had to leave for work in about an hour. 

After work, Ryan stopped by Dean's place since Dean send him a voice message, telling Ryan what happened that morning. Ryan was kinda proud of Dean, that he finally ended things with Kira. Ryan noticed, that the whole thing was still kinda hard on him. Ryan suggested via text to spend the night, having a guys night. 

Dean was thankful for that, since he needed distraction or otherwise he would run back to her, asking her to come back. He needed Ryan to tell him, he did the right thing by breaking up with her. 

Ryan plugged his PS4 into Dean's tv in the living room, so they could play together and have a few drinks. "Maybe we could ask y/n to play with us." Ryan suggested and Dean nodded. "Sure." He said with a tight smile. Dean had no problem with you joining, because you were always so nice and making funny jokes. 

Dean turned his PS4 on as well, joining their voice chat while you joined as well. "Helloooooo." you said happily heading the smile in your voice, since you had a really good day so far. You went to the mall with your mom, had Chinese for dinner, went for a walk with your dog and started reading a new book.

"Hey." Ryan said with a smile. "Hey," Dean said trying to sound as happy as they do, but failing miserably. "Dean, you alright?" You asked him softly. 

"Not really...broke up with my girlfriend today." He says with a sigh lightning a cigarette, starting to smoke it. You felt sorry at how sad and kind of broken he sounded. "I'm sending you a hug." You told him softly making him a smile slightly. "Thanks, y/n." 

"If you wanna talk, let me know," you added a moment later. "Thank you, really." He said with a small smile. You kinda wished you'd live like a few miles away, but you didn't. You lived like 200 miles away, which was a lot. 

You tried to distract Dean as best as you could and he really appreciated it. He enjoyed listening to you. 

"Y/n, we have to meet up one day." Ryan asked some time later, chewing on some chips. You smiled, "yeah, one day." You said into the mic. "I'm sure, it'd be fun." Dean said a moment later, making you smile wider, biting your bottom lip. Even tho you didn't know how he looked like, you were crushing on him. Hard. 

"Yeah, since I'm eighteen now, we could arrange a meeting in the future. I'd just have for save up some money for a hotel or motel." You said, making Dean frown. "You could crash at mg place, I wouldn't mind." Dean told you, actually surprising you a bit. "Wait, really?" You asked surprised as Dean extinguishing his cigarette. "Yeah." He said casually. 

"We all could meet up at Dean's place." Ryan said with a smile causing Dean to laugh at how Ryan invited himself. Dean didn't care, since Ryan was like a brother to him.

"Sounds so much fun, really." You said happily, you really wanted to meet them, knowing it'd be fun. Dean smiled a bit, also feeling a bit excited even tho it still could take months until they would meet up in real life. It didn't bother him, he just really couldn't wait. 

"So what's your Instagram?" Dean asked you and you told him your user. Dean lied to you about, checking it out later since he did it almost immediately. You definitely were his type, he thought you were cute and pretty. 

An hour later or so, he followed you on Instagram when you all already were in bed. You looked on your phone and saw that Dean followed you. As soon as you clicked on the profile, you bit your lip. Man, he was stunning. He was hot as hell. You crush on him grew even more. 

A few weeks passed by and you met Dean's older brother Sam online, who lived on his own as well like 100 miles away from Dean, they didn't see each other as often as they wished for. "Yo Sam, what do you think of y/n?" Ryan asked after you left the voice chat. "She seems really cool, finally a girl, who has something in her brain and even has humour." Sam told them with a shrug. 

"Yeah, we wanna meet up with her next month maybe, if everything works out." Dean said to his older brother over the headset. "Sounds fun, maybe I could stop by as well." Sam said playfully. "Oh, yes!" Ryan said excitedly as Dean laughed. "You know, I was joking, right?" He told them as Dean shrugged. "Bro, we haven't seen each other in months with you studying law." Dean said with a sigh, kinda missing his older brother. 

Sam knew his little brother was right. Since Dean broke up with Kira the two of them talked a lot more and he helped Dean a lot. If it was money, their mom, who wasn't easy on Dean. Sam moved out as soon as he finished Highschool, because he wasn't getting along with his mom as well. 

Sam wished he was there, when their mom kicked Dean out. He wished, he didn't live 100 miles away and he could've took Dean in, so Dean could live with him. 

Dean lived with their dad until he was 18, since their mom kicked Dean out when he was just 17. Their dad met another women. They got a house, but unfortunately a small one sow Dean couldn't stay much longed than needed. Dean had to sleep on the couch for almost a year before he got his own place. 

That's the reason Dean didn't finish school with good grades, because the whole thing with his mom distracted him and dragged him into a deep hole. A hole only Sam or Ryan could get him out of. Dean still got his diploma, but didn't know what to study so he just started a vocational training. 

Dean was a bit ashamed that his grades weren't as good as his older brother's grades were. He also wanted to be as good as Dean, but he wasn't a person who was made for getting excellent grades. 

"Okay, just let me know the exact dates okay?" Sam told his brother. "Okay." Dean said with a slight smile. He missed his older brother a lot. They'd only see each other on birthday's and Christmas. 

"Dean, I miss you, can we meet up and talk?" A text from Kira appeared on his phone just a day later. He checks his phone, chewing on his lip. He missed her like crazy, holding her and especially the sex. Dean tried to hook up with one girl, but he didn't get hard. He was too nervous and shy, since Kira was the only one he had sex with. 

He shrugged to himself and told her to come by after work. They would be just talking, right? Dean asked himself and nodded, nothing more.

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I thought you never would… - Chapter 4

Chapter four 

Word count: 1,543 words

Warning: language, mention of sex 

Kira knocked on the door later that night. Dean opened the door and let her inside his apartment, giving her a tight smile. "Hey." She said with a small smile. "So what did you wanna talk about?" Dean asked awkwardly. "About us...I miss you." She told him softly as she stepped closer to him. He sighed, but he missed her too, like a lot. "I miss you too." He told her honestly. 

He walked into the living room with her sitting down on the couch, she sat down as well. They started talking about their relationship ans Dean told her that he really loved her, but they wouldn't have a future together. He told her they could stay friends, but nothing more. She sighed, nodding as she chew on her lip. 

"Can I stay the night? It's late and I don't want to go home so late on my own." Dean nodded, since he didn't want her to get hurt on her way home. "Thanks." She whispered. "Wanna watch a movie?" He suggested since it was getting super awkward and weird. "Sure." She said with a nod. He grabbed his remote turning Netflix on.

He turned on some random movie, unconsciously inching closer to her. She noticed smiling a bit, inching closer as well. He couldn't help it, so he cuddled her close to him. She looked up at him and leaned in kissing him. They eventually ended up sleeping with each other more than once that night. 

He and her started a friends with benefits kind of thing with her after that night. His dick taking more control of him than he wanted. Ryan was pissed when Dean told him, but Dean told Ryan it was just sex, no things attached. Dean was annoyed when Ryan gave him the talk about what he's doing, is stupid and just taking him back. 

You and Dean were getting close and you didn't know why, but you felt hurt, when Dean talked about that he has a friends with benefits thing going on with his ex-girlfriend. You were crushing over some guy, you've never seen in real life and yet, you were kind of hurting and pissed at Dean. He kept flirting with you like shit, even making you special, telling you how important you were to him.

He even became distant towards you because of her. Because you told him, he'd never move on from her if he was sticking to her. You didn't know her, but the things Ryan told you she seemed so...psychotic and manipulative to you. She was just crazy, but in the bad way. You, Ryan and Sam played most of the time alone, since Dean was occupied and messing around with ex. 

You posted a picture on your Instagram story of yourself where you thought, you were looking damn fine. An hour later or so you checked on who've seen your story and there she was. Kira's account. She was stalking your Instagram account like crazy, looking who you were following, what pictures you had on your highlights and profile. She was kind of jealous of you, even tho you lived miles away. 

You were posting more to your story on purpose to see if she'd look at your stories and she certainly did. Every time. You didn't understand why, because you two never talked or texted. You didn't know she felt threatened by you. It also annoyed you in some kind of way, that she stalked your Instagram profile the whole time. Yeah you had a massive crush on Dean, but like already mentioned you loved miles away and she's the one lying in his bed. So what was her point? 

Dean and you didn't talk a lot during this time and when you did, it was weird. The whole comfort suddenly gone. You were kinda sad about it and you mostly talked about it with Sam. Sam told you, that she always knew how to wrap him around her finger. The problem was Dean was too blind to understand, that she was poison for him. All she did was manipulating and using him for her own good. 

Dean just didn't want to see that and it hurt Sam to see his little brother going down that path, again. 

He thought his brother came to his senses when they talked right after Dean's and Kira's breakup. Dean seemed reasonable and not stupid like he did after starting sleeping with Kira. The whole situation frustrated Sam. The worst thing was that Sam couldn't talk to Dean, because Dean brushed him off, telling Sam he was old enough to know what he was doing. 

Sam thought Dean wasn't mature enough. Dean was just nineteen and just not able to be alone. He always needed company otherwise he would've felt too lonely. Sam had a fight with his little brother trying to tell him like you and Ryan did, that he needs to stop thinking with his cock and more with his brain. Dean was distant and told Sam, it was none of Sam's business and Sam should start minding his own business again like he did before the breakup. 

Sam always tried to reach out to his little brother, because he loved his little brother more than anything. Whenever Sam tried to reach out to Dean, Dean was busy with Kira telling Sam he was busy. Sam visited his dad in their hometown and when he was there he's seen Dean briefly or not at all, because Kira was more important. 

Sam tried so many times to get Dean out of his bubble, he was in for too long. Kira made their relationship much more complicated, she did for everyone in their family. She was only causing problems for Dean, but Dean didn't want to see that. Unfortunately. 

One day you texted Dean on iMessage if you two had an issue and he told you no, but then you asked him why he was being so weird, since he barely answered calls or texts.

Dean and you FaceTimed sometimes until late at night. It was special to you, because you were talking to your crush, at night. One day you called him after work like you always did. When he picked up, your heard a girl's voice. It was her voice and you immediately were pissed and hurt, telling him to fuck off. Not your smartest move, you felt bad about how you hung up on him. You also kind of didn't, because you heard her saying something to or about you, you couldn't quite remember what exactly it was, what she said. 

Since that incident, Dean was being weird and distant towards you, even making up excuses so he wouldn't have to stay in a voice chat alone with you as soon the others went offline. Before that Dean always stayed longer, wanting to get to know you, but suddenly all of this was gone. You didn't understand and you also felt hurt at the way he was being. 

One night Ryan and you were playing and talking about the whole thing with Dean and Kira. Ryan decided to call Dean and ask him what's up with you and Dean, wanting to hear it from him. Dean told him, that he was annoyed with you telling him to stop messing around with his ex, when it was his life and decision to make. It hurt, but he was right. It was his life and decision he had to make. 

You just didn't get why Dean couldn't tell you exactly that. When you pushed him via text to be honest, he finally was. He told you to back the fuck off and leave him alone with this topic. It hurt you so bad at how was being. He was being a complete asshole towards you. You even teared up at how much it hurt you, making you cry because you were so overwhelmed. 

After you two had the biggest fight you didn't answer his last text, trying to calm down so you wouldn't say anything you'd regret later on. 

You talked to Sam about it and Sam told you to leaver him alone knowing Dean would end up saying things he might regret later on, too. Sam told you to leave him alone and text Dean later everything you had on your mind, when you and him had calmed down.

Dean calmed down smoking his cigarette, still pissed at you, but he also felt bad about treating you the way he just did. You were just trying to help him, but he didn't need and want your help. He wanted to mess around with Kira, he didn't care. 

An hour later you texted him: "Dean, I'm sorry. I really am. They way you treated me hurt and wasn't fair at all. All I wanted to do was help you, but I get it now you don't want my help and I'll respect that. I keep my distance, if that’s what you want. I understand. I wish you the best. Take care." You texted him while tears ran down your face, sniffling you wiped your tears away. You didn't know him for that long but thinking the friendship was over hurt you so bad.

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Without you

A/N: the reader passed away a year ago and Dean has been struggling 

Warning: death, sadness and grieve

Word count: 833 words It’s been a year. A whole year without you by his side. A whole year without hearing your laugh and seeing your beautiful smile. A whole year since Dean’s alone with your 10-year-old daughter Sophia. A whole year without you being Sophia’s mom and giving the best advices, making her smile and giggle.

A whole year without true happiness. A whole year since you’ve been dead.

You got diagnosed with a rare condition, no cure, no meds, no help, nothing. There was nothing the doctors or Dean could do to make you feel better or help you to get healthy again. Dean was overwhelmed, overwhelmed to take care of you and Sophia at the same time.

Dean decided to move out of the big city and move to the land, since your daughter has always wished for a horse. He wanted to give Sophia everything she wanted to make her childhood as good as possible, even tho she told him how much she missed you. Everyday.

Dean had a lot of help from his parents and Sam. They found a great farm for him and Sophia. It just needed some restoration, so it’d be perfect for the two.

“Dad?” Sophia asks as she knocks on Dean’s office door. Dean was so lost in thought thinking about you, how much he missed you and wished you were there with him. Enjoying farm life like you two have always planned on.

He cleared his throat and gave Sophia a loving smile, “yeah?” He said softly. “Can we go for a ride with the horses?” She asked with puppy eyes, making him smile and he noticed how much she looked like you. She had your eyes and mimics. He was tired, but he couldn’t say no to that. “Sure, sweetheart.” He said softly and smiled lovingly when he saw her eyes lit up with happiness and joy. She immediately ran outside to the barns where the horses were.

Dean followed quickly and helped her saddle up her horse named Star, before he saddled up his own. He helped her sit on her horse and got on his as well. The farm was big it even had a small forest where the two of them always rode through. Until they stopped at a dock and got off their horses and sat down. Dean looked around liking it here, but you still were missing. There was no day he wasn’t thinking about or missing you.

“Daddy?” Sophia spoke up a moment later and he looked at her. Sometimes it was hard to look at her, because she looked just like you, but he loved your daughter more than anything. “Today’s a day…I miss mommy so much that it hurts.” She said tearing up and he had to fight his own tears. He pulled her onto his lap and hugged her close. “I miss her too, baby.” He told her gently, kissing the top of her head.

“But mommy isn’t feeling any pain anymore, you know that right?” He said tearing up and she nodded against his chest. “I miss her too, very much.” He told her almost breaking down himself. She hugged her dad close, knowing how much he missed her mom too. You were the best mom, she could’ve thought of, you two always had so much fun, going on trips, doing her hair and cuddling. Mom cuddles were the best.

A few weeks later it was your first death anniversary. Dean, Sophia, Sam, his parents and your parents went to your grave. They laid down a beautiful bouquet of your favourite flowers and Sophia lit up a candle with Dean’s help. Dean was a mess that day, drinking a bit too much the night before. He had to drink himself to sleep, because all he could think about was how you fell asleep in his arm and never woke up again, never. He cried so damn much, his ears and head hurt.

You were the love of his life and he knew that the day you closed your eyes forever, he’d never ever love a woman like he did love you. He remembered, how you two met. Dean used to work for the FBI, it was his first day when he walked into the office. You were one of the new ones as well and calmed down his nerves, you always did, you knew from the first second you met each other, how to calm him down. One of the things he appreciated so much about you.

You were his best friend, the person he could always count on and always talk to. He knew you always loved him the way he was and never tried to change him nor did you never left his side when things got complicated. You two got married so fast back then, but he just knew you were the one and he was right.

Sam, his parents and your parents gave Dean and your daughter some space. “I miss her so much, Dad.” Sophia sobbed ad Dean let out a sob as well, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “I miss her too.” He sobbed looking at your grave. Your grave said, “In memory of Y/N Winchester, a beloved daughter, beloved wife and beloved mother.”

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I thought you never would… - Chapter 5

Chapter five

warnings: mention of rape, nervousness 

word count: 3,368 words

Dean frowned when he saw the message, because for him it was just a fight not an end of a friendship. Sure, he was annoyed and really mad, but he appreciated you a lot. You were fun to talk to, you gave him really good advices. He was just annoyed about the things you said about the thing that was going on between him and Kira. 

"I'm sorry about what I said. You're right it wasn't fair, not at all. I need you to understand what's going on between me and Kira is my business. Also the friendship isn't over." He texted back a moment later. You sniffled when you saw your phone lit up and grabbed your phone almost immediately. You looked at the screen, clicking on the message. You felt a small smile creep up your face as you read over the message. You felt relieved that the friendship wasn't over, but you were kinda annoyed about the part with Kira. You decided to ignore it, since the friendship was more important to you than what was going on between him and Kira. 

"Okay...can we go back the normal now?" You texted. You hated fighting. You hated the feeling that fights gave you. They made you feel tense and on edge. Especially with Dean. You had never seen Dean in real life nor did you had known him that long, but you already were falling for him. Faster than you probably should had. Sometimes you had hope, Dean might had liked you too. Dean gave you a lot of compliments, like that he thinks you're cute or that you're really pretty. Ryan even once told you, that Dean told him that Dean was attracted to you, which gave you  a big confidence boost, you didn't know you needed. 

Once Dean kinda made an inappropriate compliment, for you it was charming, but it also could've been that it wasn't so inappropriate at all. He told you, that he thought your ass was really pretty and good looking, because he was checking out the pictures you had on your Instagram. You blushed so hard and you were so glad he couldn't see your face. 

Dean saw your message and also kinda smiled, wanting nothing more than getting back to normal with you, too. Firstly, he wanted to text you back, but decided against it quickly. He hit the FaceTime button and called you. You were surprised about him calling you, but you felt so happy. So you picked up the call quickly and smiled shyly at him. "Hey." He said softly and smiled, but the smile quickly turned into a frown. "Have you been crying?" He asked as he he noticed your red and puffy eyes. "N-No." You managed to say. He looked at you and felt even more worse about how he made you feel. He made you feel so bad, that you cried. It was the first time he felt emotional about making someone cry. 

"You have been and I'm sorry I made you feel that way." He told you softly and honestly with a small smile. "I-It's okay." You said with a nod. He sighed and gave you a small smile. "Since you want to go back to normal, you should come online." He said with a smile. You smiled brightly. "I'll be there in five." You told him with a happy smile, already feeling better. Before the fight, you bought yourself a train ticket to visit Dean's town. You were worried about the money you spend on it, when Dean started acting weird around you. You didn't tell Dean, but you did tell Ryan and Sam. They thought it was a really cool idea and the imagination of seeing you for real seemed fun. 

You hung up the call and joined the voice chat. "Hey, Y/N." Ryan said cheerfully. "Hey." You said with a smile. "So everything's good now?" He asked curiously, since he was kinda worried about both of you. "Yeah, everything is good now." Dean answered. "Yeah." You said softly and smiled in relief to yourself.

After that fight you and Dean ended up FaceTiming every night again. Him and Kira stopped meeting, which you didn't know why and out of respect you didn't ask why. To be honest after that fight Dean thought about you a lot, thinking about how important you'd become to him in such a short time.  He thought about how right you were about him and Kira, since Kira started messing with his head and trying to get back with him, when he didn't want to. She even started leaving and forgetting things at his place on purpose. He was getting annoyed with her and told her, they shouldn't hang out for a while. 

To be honest, Dean caught himself crushing on you. He felt his heart flutter every time he heard you laugh, saw your smile and his phone lit up with your name. He had a crush on you, he didn't know why, but there was just something about you that made him feel that way. What was also weird to him, because he'd never seen you in person. 

The day had come, when you made your way to Dean's town and frankly, you thought, you were shitting yourself. You were so nervous and excited to see those people, you'd been talking to on a daily basis for the last three months. Dean had been tidying up for the last two hours, because his place was a mess. Dean never liked cleaning up, but he knew he had to. Dean was probably more nervous than you were. He was nervous about sharing a bed with you and you were too. Dean's place was small and he just had a couch that only could fit two people. Since Ryan and his brother Sam were coming too, he had to improvise. 

He was so nervous about asking you if it was okay for you to share a bed. You blushed so hard, your cheeks were burning. It was your first time sharing a bed with a boy and Dean didn't know that. Still, he was nervous and also excited. He secretly hoped to cuddle and hold you in his arms like he imagined the last few weeks. 

Dean finished cleaning his place and wiped his forehead. He sighed happily, because he was finally done and he swore himself to clean up regularly, so he wouldn't spend hours to clean up. He plopped down on his couch for a moment to take a deep breath and drink some water. He noticed a weird smell and sniffled himself letting out a small cough  at how much he smelled like sweat. At first he didn't mind and then he remembered he had to share a bed to you and he was quicker on his feet than he ever was. He walked into his bedroom and grabbed a pair of boxers, before walking into his bathroom to take a shower. 

Just when he left his bathroom, someone knocked on his door and he opened it to see it was his big brother he hasn't seen in months. "Lil Bro, it's been some time." Sam said with a happy smile, stepping inside Dean's little apartment. 

"Wait, just let me get dressed real quick." He said with a small laugh and rushed into his bedroom, getting dressed into a pair of joggers and a shirt. When he entered his living room again, he pulled his brother into a tight hug. A hug he didn't know he needed. He realized, how much he missed his brother. He missed having him around and he missed having Sam defend Dean in front of their mom, when things got ugly. "So good to see you." Dean said as they pulled away from the hug. Sam smiled winking at his brother and patting his back. 

"I see you cleaned up." Sam said with a laugh and Dean let out a small laugh scratching his eyebrow. "Yeah, I did. Took me hours." He said with a nod. "And all of that for Y/N." Sam said wiggling his eyebrows. Dean chuckled trying to hide his nervousness. Dean talked to Sam about how he felt about Y/N a few days ago, so Sam was just messing with Dean. "So when is Ryan coming?" Sam asked a moment later. "He probably will be here in an hour." He told his brother. "You wanna drink something?" Sam nodded and Dean walked into the kitchen, returning with a bottle of water. The brothers caught up on everything, Sam telling him, how he likes college and that Dean should visit him some time soon. 

The time passed by quickly and you were just 5 minutes away from Dean's town's train station and your heart was hammering more than ever. You were so damn nervous, asking yourself, how the weekend might could end up. Would it be awkward and weird or would it be cool and fun? You literally had no clue and idea, how to feel about it. You also had no idea, how to feel about seeing him and sharing a bed with Dean. You were excited and curious, but also anxious and nervous. 

Those five minutes passed by so quick, you didn't even realize. You swallowed hard, when the doors opened. When you got out of the of the train, Dean immediately recognised you. His heart was beating so fast and the closer you got the more nervous he became. You recognised Dean too and he was even better looking in person. He was so beautiful and hot, you felt a lump form in your throat and you became so nervous and shy, when you approached him. "H-Hey." He stuttered out as he admired you. You looked up at him and smiled shyly, "H-Hi." You said shyly before he pulled you into a hug hesitantly. His smell embraced you and gave you comfort, he smelled so good, you didn't notice how you were snuggling into his chest. Dean felt the same about the hug, hugging you closer. He felt so happy about finally holding you in his arms.

That moment was so much better than he imagined and he imagined that moment so many times, he didn't remember. Holding you made him feel so good and comfortable, he wished he'd never had to pull away. When you two pulled away eventually, you smiled shyly and blushed deeply. He smiled softly at the sight. The two of you began walking to Dean's place, "So where are the others?" You asked curiously. "They're at my place...so how was your journey?" He asked softly. You nodded and smiled, "it was long, but okay and interesting." He smiled, "So how long did you take to get here?" He asked. "Three hours." You said with a small laugh. "But absolutely worth it." Dean smiled at that. 

The two of you talked a bit, it was a bit weird, since you two have never seen each other in person, but it was okay. You two got to his place, just a few minutes later. "You really live on the highest floor?" You asked out of breath as he chuckled. "Almost, there are two more floors." He told you and you took a deep breath. He lived on the 5th floor, which were a lot of stairs, since you got the luck, you had an elevator in the apartment complex you lived in with your mom. 

You entered the apartment and smiled, when you saw Sam and Ryan. "Hey, Y/N. Nice to finally meet you in person." Sam said happily and smiled, pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back, the hug was different tho. Not as special as the hug you shared with Dean. You pulled away much sooner than you did from Dean. Ryan smiled happily and pulled you in a quick hug as well. "So how was the trip?" Sam asked curiously. "It was okay." You said with a smile. 

"You don't wanna sit down?" Ryan asked with a laugh as he noticed that you still were standing in the middle of Dean's living room. You blushed deeply, all of the sudden you felt so shy around them, so you sat down next to Sam hesitantly, who gave you a soft smile. You smiled shyly and looked around a bit. "So what we're making for dinner?" Dean asked clapping his hands together. "Hmm, I'm in the mood for chicken and french fries." Sam said. "Oh, me too." You said with a smile and Dean nodded with a warm smile. "Ryan, you cool with that?" Dean asked and Ryan nodded with a smile. "Sure." 

Dean nodded with a smile and disappeared into the kitchen, you followed him. "You need help?" You asked softly. Dean turned his his head, stopping cutting the potatoes. "No." He said softly. "You sure?" He nodded and gave you a smile. "You should take a break, just send Sam in." He told you with a small laugh. You nodded and went back inside the living room to tell Sam, Dean asked for him. Sam rolled his eyes playfully with a smile before joining his little brother. 

The time went by really quickly and dinner was served. It looked delicious, it was such a simple dish, but still it looked so good. Dean made the fries himself, you loved self made fries. You grabbed your fork and took a bite, "Wow, Dean, that's so good." You said happily and he blushed deeply. "Hey, I helped too." Sam said playfully. Dean chuckled a bit as you rolled your eyes playfully. 

You finished dinner and helped cleaning up the dining table and plates. You helped Dean cleaning up the kitchen. Dean was impressed, because Kira never did something like that. He admired you, how you cleaned the plates. You didn't even ask, you just helped cleaning up. You thought it was fair, because you stayed at his place and ate his food. "Thank you." Dean said when you two finished cleaning and you nodded with a soft smile. "Of course, that's the least I can do." You said softly with a smile. Dean smiled softly, "You know, Kira never helped or did anything when she lived here." He told you and you were a bit shocked, since your mom taught you to help and clean up, when you were staying at someone's place. 

"Never?" You asked with wide eyes and he shook his head no. You sighed, "Uhm, okay." You answered not wanting to say anything about her, because the mood could had changed, when you did. Dean frowned slightly. "You know, my mom taught me to help and clean up when you're at someone's place." That's all you said and Dean nodded, because his Dad told him the same. You walked back into the living room and plopped down on his couch and Dean sat down next to you as well, while Ryan and Sam were playing 'Call of Duty'.  

Dean lit his cigarette and started smoking, when you answered your mom's text. You and your mom got into a big fight about you visiting Dean miles away from your hometown, because there were three boys and no parents. Sure, you didn't know Dean in person, but you knew he wasn't a bad person, that did things like having sex with girls against their will.  Your mom really thought, they would rape or abuse you. You knew your mom was just worrying about you, but sometimes it was exhausting. She and her ex-boyfriend broke up like a month ago, because he cheated on her in December, and she started to believe every man was like that. So it got really annoying. 

You explained to your mom, that you'll be careful. She gave you some money, in case you needed to get a motel room. She was just making sure you were safe, because she really worried about you. So you texted her, you got there safe and you were doing fine. There was nothing to worry about. Your mom felt relieved and told you, to call her when you have some time to you alone. 

"We should have a few drinks and play a game or something." Dean said and you looked up from your phone to look at him. "Sounds fun." You said with a smile. "Uh, sure just a moment." Ryan said and you put your phone away. Ryan and Sam joined you on the couch a moment later. Dean placed a glass in front of everyone and made drinks for you guys. You started hanging out and having couple of drinks. You listened to music and had a lot of fun and laughs with the boys. They became so close to you in such a small amount of time. Those were people you could talk to about everything and you were grateful for that. 

It was time to get ready for bed, because Dean had to go to work the next day because of his boss, who made him help cook something. Dean told you, it'd be 4 hours max and he'd be back then. You were a bit sad, but you understood. You were glad you changed into comfortable clothes, when Dean was making dinner, so you didn't have to change then.

You blushed deeply, when Dean lied down next to you. He smiled at you and you returned the smile shyly. You two lied there for a moment before he looked at you again, "I'm really glad you're here." He whispered softly and you felt your heart flutter. "I'm glad, too." You whispered back. "Are you comfortable?" He asked you softly and a bit worriedly. You nodded almost immediately, "I am, thank you." You said softly, snuggling into the blanket. "The sheets smell so good." You hummed and Dean let out a small laugh. "I changed the sheets this afternoon." He whispered and you smiled softly. 

Dean admired you in the dark, you were so cute and pretty. He still couldn't believe, that you were there, lying next to him. He watched you, while you got comfortable. He wanted to hold you so badly, so he couldn't stop asking the question. "Can I hold you?" He whispered softly. You blushed deeply, but you were so happy that he asked you. You had wished for nothing more than this. You nodded to him, not really trusting your words. Dean felt his heart skip a beat, so he got comfortable as well and wrapped his arm around you hesitantly, hugging you close. You blushed so hard, you were glad it was dark inside his bedroom. You felt yourself snuggle into him without noticing and he smiled holding you close. 

For him it felt so good, holding you felt so good, a feeling he never had when he hold Kira. You gave him comfort, he just felt comfortable around you. He never felt this good holding someone. A few minutes later you were nuzzling his chest and he showed you pictures of his younger self and memories he made with his friends. "That's my best friend Cas, he died over a year ago." He told you with a small smile and you felt bad. You finally understood, who it was in the pictures he was in with a guy. The pictures were in his living room, you remembered a motorbike in one of the pictures he had in the living room. "He died in an accident... he had with his motorbike." He told you quietly and you just wrapped you arms around him, hugging him tightly and close. 

"I'm really sorry for your loss." You whispered softly and he rested his head on your chest, making you blush a bit, but to be honest you didn't mind. He nodded holding you close too, "It still hurts a lot and I miss him so much." He whispered. "I see that." You whispered softly as you rubbed his back. "Thank you." He said softly, when he looked up at you and you nodded. He enjoyed your touch, while you two held each other close.

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An Actress Life - Chapter 12

Chapter 12

warnings: language, rape

word count: 1,568 words

I pat his shoulder. "Thank you." He says with a huge smile. I walk to y/n, when I notice her annoying and disgusting ex-boyfriend. He talks to her and I can tell, she's definitely uncomfortable, so I walk towards them and wrap my arm around Y/N's waist. 

"Is everything alright?" I ask her softly, caressing her waist gently. "Yes." Matt answers.

"I didn't ask you." I told him firmly, looking disgustedly at him. She looks me in the eyes, giving me a small smile. "Jens, everything is fine." She says softly before taking my hand and leading us to our seats and table. I let go of her hand halfway before walking back towards Matt, looking him in the eyes. "If you ever harass or touch her again, I'm gonna hurt you." I tell him angrily. 

"Try that." He says with a provocative smile and I took a deep breath, so I wouldn't cause a scene. 

I grab another drink, some food and go back to our table, where y/n/n is eagerly waiting for me. "What did you say to him?" She asks with a small sigh, rubbing her temple. "Nothing special, why are you asking?"I tell her innocently, casually sipping my drink.  "Well, I don't want my boyfriend and ex-boyfriend cause a scene." She says with a sigh.

"What did he want from you?" I ask curiously. 

"He said, that he misses me and that he's sorry about what happened and bla bla." She says annoyed and rolls her eyes. "What happened?" "He cheated on me." She says putting some food in her mouth. I clench my hand tightly around my drink, sighing heavily. "What an asshole." I breathe out. 

"I told him, that I'm the happiest woman on earth with you by my side." She says happily, kissing my cheek. "And I'm the happiest man because of you." I say, cupping her face and lean in to kiss her softly. We both smile into the kiss, before I get too carried away, I pull away and rest my forehead against hers. "I love you." I tell her softly. "I love you too, Jensen." I give her a loving smile and kiss her forehead, before completely pulling away. I take her hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze.

4 hours later...

-omniscient POV-

Jensen had a lot of drinks and is really drunk.

He tells the people many funny stories and how much he loves y/n. Y/n talks to Ed's best friend. 

"I think I have to pee." She says laughing and goes to the toilet. Matt just waited for a moment like this to follow her. He's been watching her the whole night, waiting to catch her alone. He follows her and grips her wrist tightly.

She frowns slightly and feels her heart hammer as someone grips her wrist tightly, almost painfully. She looks up and her eyes widen, when she see it's Matt. "Let me go." She tells him firmly, but he just grips her wrist just tighter. "Why would I? You little slut." He says and pushes her against the wall. She swallows hard, getting kind of scared. "Matt, you're hurting me." She tells him as she tries to get out his grip. "You miss my cock don't you?" He tells you, his face just inches away from yours. You can smell the alcohol, he must've been consuming all night. "N-No." She tells him shaking her head. He grins not believing her, that she doesn't miss his cock, not even caring that she's here with Jensen. He starts kissing her neck and drives his hand under her dress, squeezing her ass. She feels herself tear up and he places his hand on her mouth. She lets out a sob as he tries to pull her panties down, just as Matt bends down slightly she kicks him into his balls. 

She cries for help and sobs as she runs into the main hall, everyone's looking at her. Jensen frowns not understanding anything as he gets to his feet. "Hey, hey, what's going on?" He says softly as he grabs her shoulders gently. She feels a lump form in her throat as she sobs shaking her head.  He frowns not understanding anything as she hugs him close, sobbing into his chest as Matt enters the main hall, rubbing his man hood. Jensen feels his anger built up and helps Y/N sit down, before walking towards Matt. "You did that to her?" Jensen says dangerously low, feeling his lip twitch. Matt grins and shrugs, but before Matt can say anything, Jensen grabs him by his collar. Jensen pushes him against the wall firmly, "I told you, if you ever ever touch or harass her again, I'm going to hit you." Jensen almost yells, before his fist hits Matt's face. Matt looks at him with a grin, "I touched that slut's ass." He says and Jensen feels his blood boil. Jensen's fist collides with Matt's face so hard, the hielt sends him to the ground. 

Before Jensen can hit him again, Ed pulls Jensen away. "Hey, stop it!" He tells Jensen and Jensen breathes heavily, trying to control himself. Jensen closes his eyes for a moment, trying to compose himself. "What's going on?" Ed asks calmly as Jensen looks at Matt in disgust. "He touched Y/N." He tells him, still breathing heavily. 

"What happened?" Jo asks Y/N softly,

who is still crying a lot. "He tried to rape her!" Jensen yells. "That's a lie, she wanted to have sex!" Matt yells back. 

She is crying not understanding what's happening. She feels so many emotions right now, but what she feels the most is dirty. She feels dirty. A man has touched her, a man who isn't her boyfriend. She feels so overwhelmed, not knowing how to process what just happened. 

"Cut the shit, Matt. You stupid shit tried to rape her!" Jensen yells wanting to approach and hit Matt again, but Ed stops him. Jensen's a bit surprised at how much power, the little man holds. So he backs off from Matt and sits down next to Y/N. "Matt, if you don't leave, I'm calling the police." Ed tells Matt. 

"It's my fault, I should go." She says really confused, sniffling slightly. You grab your purse, swallowing hard. Ed and Jensen both frown. "Hey, where you're going?" Jensen asks softly as he pulls her into a hug. She feels paralysed or likes she's the n trance. She doesn't hug him close. Everyone's talking to her, but she doesn't hear them. It's a blur for her and all she hears is muffled voices. 

To be honest, Jensen is really shocked himself, since he's never seen her like that. He's never seen her so vulnerable and small. She's usually the one, who's strong and comfortable, standing her ground. All of this suddenly seems gone. 

"Matt, one more warning you better leave now." Ed tells him one more time. "Why would I leave? She just said herself, it's better if she leaves." He says with a shrug wiping his nose. "Just leave." Jensen tells him tiredly. "Aww, her bodyguard tells me now to back off?" He says and Jensen has to concentrate to not burst towards him and kick his ass. Jensen decides to ignore it, but quickly decides against it, when Matt shoves his shoulder. Y/N stumbles slightly, so he sits her down gently. Ed and Jo approach her and try to talk to her, when Jensen grabs Matt by his collar one more time and drags him outside. Matt stumbles to the ground and Jensen spits on him, "Now leave." He tells him before walking inside her again. 

"I am so sorry, Ed. I'm sure that's how you two didn't imagine how your wedding would go." Jensen tells him, feeling a bit embarrassed. Ed places one hand on Jensen's shoulder, giving him a small smile. 

"It's not your fault and you don't have to go, but I thinks, it's better for her." He tells Jensen softly and Jensen nods. "Do you know by any chance if here is a motel or hotel around, because I can't drive and neither can she." 

"Yes, just 5 minutes from here by foot. You have to go along the street, then you'll see it." Ed tells Jensen with a small smile. "Thank you so much." Jensen tells him gratefully, before grabbing their things. He lifts Y/N up into his arms and carries her bridal-style out of the location.

Jensen pays for their room and the employee gives him the keys for the room. Jensen carries Y/N to their room and enters the room with her in his arms. 

He places her gently on the bed, before taking his shoes off. He turns around to place their things on the table. "I-I'm so s-sorry." She sobs out, causing him to turn around and kneel in front of her. 

"You don't have to apologise." He tells her softly and kisses her forehead gently. "You should get some rest, I'll be right back." He says softly. "No, p-please don't leave." She sobs and he nods. He sits down next to her on the bed and hugs her close, rubbing her back gently. She sniffles, "It's okay, I'm here." He whispers softly. She snuggles close and holds onto him as Jensen rests his head on top of hers.

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An Actress Life - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

warnings: rape, language 

word count: 2,016 words

"We should undress you." He tells her softly. "Are you okay with that?" He asks her softly and she nods. "O-Okay." She says and Jensen starts taking her shoes off. When he wants to takes her dress off she backs away and he nods in understanding. He takes his button up off and his t-shirt too before giving his shirt to her. She takes it with a shy smiles before taking it on, after pulling her dress down her legs. She lies down on the bed as Jensen takes his slacks off and lies down next to her. 

He pulls her into his arms and she snuggles into his chest. Jensen rubs her arm gently, "You're safe." He whispers softly and kisses her forehead. 

"Thank you." She whispers, before they doze off to sleep. 

The next morning when Jensen wakes up, Y/N is still asleep as he climbs out of bed and takes his slacks on, before leaving the room to call Gen. He tells Gen everything that has happened the day before. He feels so helpless and clueless about what happened. He doesn't know, how to help or make her feel better, but Gen tells him, all Y/N needs is him to be there for her. Jensen thanks her and walks back inside the room he shares with Y/N. 

He smiles at the sleeping form of her, at least in her sleep she looks peacefully. When closes the door of the room, Y/N slowly stirs awake and Jensen smiles lovingly at her as he sits down on the bed next to her.  "Good morning." He whispers softly and kisses her head as she snuggles into his side. He rubs her arms gently smiling at her, but frowns as he notices the dark bruises her wrist carries. "Are you okay?" He asks her softly as he looks at her wrist and she quickly covers it with the blanket. She nods and Jensen can look right through her lie, but doesn't say anything. 

She gives him a small smile and disappears into the bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror, gripping the sink tightly as she feels herself tear up. She feels disgusted by just looking at herself. She's so thankful, that she's found a moment, where she could free herself from him. She's never seen Jensen hit someone and he's only done that because of her. She washes her face and dries it with the towel, before taking her dress on she's taken with her inside the bathroom.

Y/N walks out of the bathroom and returns Jensen's T-Shirt, she's been wearing the night before. Jensen gives her a smile and she returns it slightly.

She walks back into the bathroom and closes the door. She lean against the door  and takes a deep breath. You got this. You're safe with Jensen. 

Jensen knocks on the door, "You okay. Y/N/N?" He asks you softly. "Yeah." She tells him, lying to him and herself. She walks out of the bathroom a moment later. Jensen is still in front of the bathroom and places his hands on her shoulder. "Talk to me baby." He says softly and she starts sobbing as he pulls her into his arms. He hushes her softly and hugs her close, rubbing her back gently. 

He cups her cheek gently and when he looks at her, she looks away. "None of what happened yesterday is your fault, you hear me?" He says softly. She nods as she still sobs. When she looks up at him, he notices how broken she looks. The shine he loves to see in a her eyes seems gone. 

Few hours later...

Y/N and Jensen have been home for quite some time. During the drive home, they haven't talked a lot nor did they when they've got home. Y/N has disappeared into bathroom for about an hour to shower, trying to wash off Matt's dirty hands and touches. Jensen's felt devastated, because he hates seeing the woman he loves so hurt and broken. He thinks for now, he should give her some space, because she doesn't want to talk and he has to accept that. 

She's curled up on the couch in the living room, watching Jane the Virgin, trying to distract herself from the events from yesterday. 

The doorbell rings and she gets off the couch to answer the door. "I'll get the door." She yells. "Fine." Jensen yells from his office. She opens the door, surprised to see Gen. "Hey, what are you doing here?" She asks in confusion and Gen just walks past her. "We'll see us in a few hours." Y/N tells Gen. 

"I know, but I wanted to talk to you." 

The two of them walk into the living room and sit on the couch."About what do you wanna talk?" She asks her curiously. 

"I know what happened last night." She tells you with a small sigh and smile, pulling you into a tight hug.. "I'm so sorry." Gen whispers. Seems like Jensen told her. Great. "It's okay." She lies. Gen sighs softly as she pulls away from Y/N. "Y/N, don't lie to me, I can see through your mask." Gen tells her softly and Y/N looks away from her, chewing on her lip. 

"I'm gonna kick his ass, I mean Jared will." She says playfully, laughing slightly and trying to cheer you up. "I'm just thankful, that I freed myself and that Jensen was there." She says as she feels herself teat up again and Gen hugs her close. When she is around Y/N just feels comfortable, she can be herself around Gen and just let her feeling and emotions free. Y/N tells Gen, how she went to the restroom and Matt followed her. 

"What a son of a bitch," she says angrily and shocked. "How can a man do something like this to a woman you've been with, I cannot understand that." She says as Jensen enters the living room. "Hey Gen, thanks for coming." They hug. "I'm gonna leave you two alone." Jensen says. "No, stay." Y/N tells Jensen and he nods with a small smile, sitting down next to her. 

"Y/n/n, you have to talk about what has happened. I know it hurts, but you have to." Gen starts and she looks at Jensen. "I'm- we are always there for you." He says and Y/N nods. She tells them everything what has happened in details, when she finishes, she sobs so hard. Jensen looks hurt, angrily and sorry for her at the same time.

"This fucking son of a bitch, how could he wait for a moment like this? Just to get you to sleep with him?! I can't believe that!" Jensen exclaim in anger.  "Jensen chill out." Gen says softly, while Y/N is still crying. She feels so much better, after telling them what exactly happened. "Thank you guys." She sniffles with puffy red eyes. "For what?" Gen asks confused. 

"For everything, for always being there when I need you, for being by my side and having my back all the time." Gen kisses Y/N's cheek. "You're my best friend and I-I love you. Of course I am always there for you and have your back. Like you always got mine." She says hugging her. She stands up a moment later and smiled at them. 

"But now I gotta go and prepare everything for the BBQ." She says goodbye to Y/N and Jensen and leaves. Y/N sits down on the couch and continues watching 'Jane the Virgin'. Jensen sits down next to her. She looks at him with a small smile. He puts his arm around her and she snuggles into his chest. He kisses her head gently. 

"We don't have to go to this BBQ, Jared and Gen would understand." Jensen tells her softly and she knows, he means well. "I know, but I need to be around the people I love." She tells him and he smiles. She really needs the distraction from that what has happened last night. She doesn't want to think about what happened too much. 

"You are around me." He says playfully with a smile, she rolls her eyes playfully, smiling slightly and playfully hit his chest. "Jensen you know how I meant that." "I just wanted to see you smile." He says softly. 

"I love you, you know that?" She says with a smile. 

"I know." He says softly and kisses her. He deepens the kiss and kisses her more passionately until she pulls away, because she knows where it ends. 

"Jay, I-I can't do this." She says and gets up. "Did I do something wrong?" He asks in concern and gets up as well to pull you in a hug, but she backs off.

"No, it's just- I just feel so disgusting and dirty. I'm sorry." "I am sorry, you have no reason to apologize. I guess, I rushed a bit." He is about to leave her, but she stops him. "Jensen, it's not your fault. I-I'm so sorry that I am so different towards you, you don't deserve this. But he broke something inside me and I don't know what. When I think about Sex it was always something enjoyable but now? It's something I'm afraid of because of him. I'm so sorry. 

I love you, but I don't feel ready." She says and walks into the kitchen. 

He follows her and reaches for her wrist gently. "I know, we just had sex yesterday." 

Wait, did he really just said that? 

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Is this all about sex?!" She almost yells at him.

"You're just thinking about sex right now?! Seriously?!" She adds. "No no no, I-I didn't mean it like that, I-I meant-" He stutters.

"How did you mean it then? That you're just thinking of sex?! Getting your dick wet, that's what's important now?!" She yells at him, feeling every kind of emotion right now, but disappointed is probably the strongest emotion she's feeling.

"No! I didn't even have a chance to to speak out!" Now he starts raising his voice. 

"Then speak out!" She yells at him. 

"What I meant, was that many things have changed in than less 20 hours. And it breaks my heart to see you this way. And I'm so sorry I rushed it, I-I'm...I-I'm really sorry." 

This incident definitely changed something between her and Jensen, although she knows he would never force her to do anything against her will. She doesn't know, if she'd enjoy sleeping with him. It feels so much different, just thinking about it. She sighs, still feeling angry with him, even though she knows how he meant it. 

Everything seemed perfect, then that shit happened to them. She also knows, what came out of his mouth was meant different, than it has sounded. When she looks up at Jensen, she sees the guilt and pain he's feeling right now and she also feels sorry about going off at him like that. 

"I know, you're really sorry and I know you didn't mean that. Yesterday, everything seemed so perfect with you. But today nearly everything is changed, I know he didn't rape me, but that he tried. I'm so thankful that you were there, but now when I think about sleeping with you it feels different." She tells him, barely looking at him. 

Jensen walks over to her and pulls her into a hug. "I hope you know, that i didn't mean it like that. All of that, just because of him. I would never force you to have sex with me, when you don't want that, never. It hurt's to see you like that, because you're the person who love to be happy and have fun, but that person seems lost somewhere inside you." He tells her quietly. She hugs him close as they both tear up, holding onto each other.

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I thought you never did… Chapter six

Warnings: smut, p in v, loss of virginity, language, jealous!Ryan, fluff, nervous!reader

words: 2.2k

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The alarm went off, causing you to stir, but Dean? Dean didn’t move a muscle. “Dean.” You mumbled sleepily, touching his shoulder gently, but he didn’t stir, you rolled your eyes already feeling annoyed. You kept shaking him, you already were more awake than he was. “What?” He mumbled sleepily, nuzzling into his blanket. “You gotta get up.” You said already annoyed as Dean checked his phone, “Oh shoot.” He said almost jumping out of bed, grabbing his clothes and taking them on, before rushing into the bathroom.

While he got ready in the bathroom, you turned around and fell asleep one more time until it was 11AM. When you woke up you heard Ryan and Sam talking about god knows what when you rubbed your eyes tiredly. You got up adjusting your hoodie and joggers when you walked past them, mumbling a small good morning before disappearing into the bathroom.

You walked into the kitchen after to grab a glass of water when you noticed how messy Dean’s kitchen looked like. You chewed on your lip thinking it only would be fair if the three of you cleaned the mess up. “Hey guys.” You said when you plopped down next to Ryan. “Hey.” Sam said with a smile. “Did you sleep well?” You nodded with a smile. “Dean almost slept in and got late for work.” You said with a small laugh as the guys laughed too.

“Well…that’s just Dean.” Sam said with a laugh as Ryan nodded in agreement. You let out a small laugh, too. “Sooo…” You spoke up a moment later and the guys looked up from their phones. “Maybe we should clean up the kitchen after Dean made dinner yesterday?” You suggested since you thought it’d be just fair towards Dean. Your mom always taught you to be a good guest and clean up after messes you were involved in, like the dinner the day before.

“Why?” Ryan whined which made you frown a bit, not liking when someone’s lazy as fuck, but expecting to stay at a friends place for granted is just rude. “Because Dean made dinner, lets us stay here for /free/ and it’s kinda least we can do.” You said with a shrug. “I agree.” Sam said knowing his brother sometimes is just…overwhelmed with doing the dishes and cleaning up in general.

“Then come on, Ryan. Don’t be a whiny bitch.” You said playfully as Ryan rolled his eyes and got off the couch he and Sam were sleeping on. You and the guys walked into the kitchen und started doing the rest of dishes, wiping the stove and vacuuming the whole apartment.

When Dean came home he was surprised to find his apartment so cleaned up and tidily. “Thanks guys.” Dean said with a smile. “It’s all Y/N’s fault,” Sam said playfully. “Ryan didn’t even want to help at first.” You said with a raised eyebrow as Ryan shrugged. “But in the end I helped, that’s what matters.” He said and Dean nodded in agreement. “Yup, exactly.” Dean said with a smile.

To be honest the day was pretty similar to the day before, just that Dean got really drunk that day and the two of you ended up cuddling on his couch…in front of his brother and best friend. Sam and Dean already talked about you and how Dean felt about you, but he didn’t talk to Ryan about. Dean mentioned a few times that you’re really cute and pretty, but nothing more.

Ryan kinda was…don’t know how to say it…crushing on you too. Seeing you there with Dean and not him kinda made him jealous. Every time you were laughing about something stupid Dean said, he wanted you to laugh about something he said, too. You eventually did sometimes but not as much as you did laugh about Dean’s words.

While Dean was smiling drunkly at you, you returned the smile adoringly since he looked really cute and just soft.

When Dean looked at you, he felt so…calm and comfortable. He didn’t even feel that way with Kira, he liked holding you in his arms and he liked being in yours. And that just within 24 hours of seeing each other in real life. There’s was just something special about you, he couldn’t quite place it.

“I think it’s time for you to go to bed.” You told Dean softly and he smiled drunkly at you. “With you?” He asked hopefully. You nodded, “Yes, with me.” You told him with a small laugh as you got off his couch. He smiled happily yet drunkly as you helped to get up in his current state. You two walked into his bedroom and lied him down on his side of the bed.

Sam already was soundly asleep when you walked into the bedroom and Ryan told you guys, he was going to get some sleep too eventually. You closed the door of Dean’s bedroom before you lied down next to Dean. He smiled lazily at you, you returned the smile getting comfortable in his bed. He wrapped his arms around you snuggling you close as he admired you. When you looked at him you couldn’t help but blush as he cupped your cheek.

He leaned in and placed his plump and soft lips on yours, your eyes immediately fluttered close. That’s the moment you were thinking about for…days, what no, MONTHS. You melted into his touch and kissed him back as his lips started moving against yours. He kissed you so gently and softly as he placed his hand on your back under your hoodie. You blushed deeply when you felt his hand under your hoodie, a boy never has touched you there before so it was definitely something new for you.

You hesitantly drove your hand through his soft and curly hair he sighed against your lips as he started kissing you rougher and hungrier. He suddenly felt so hungry kissing you. You sighed when he placed his hands on your ass and gave it a firm squeeze. You suddenly felt the arousal between your legs increase, which didn’t surprise you to be honest. Dean was a pretty good-looking and handsome guy which used to be your type. Even tho you never had sex, which Dean didn’t know since you decided to lie about it, you touched yourself, a lot. You imagined a lot how a guy would touch and make you feel. Your friends always told you about how sex feels and how good it is and makes them feel. Honestly you kinda were jealous and wanted to have sex too you were the only person with 18-years that still was a virgin.

Right then, you were so ready to have sex with Dean, you finally wanted to experience how it feels. He pulled away from the kiss his lips swollen from making out with you still caressing the valley of your right breast. “I really want to have sex with you.“ He eventually breathed out as he couldn’t help but squeeze your breast firmly. You bit your lip at the feeling since a guy, a guy, finally squeezed your breast and not your own hand. “Me too.“ You breathed out. “But I’m scared.“You whispered quietly. “Why?“ He asked with a small worried frown. “Because it’s been some time since I had intercourse with anyone.“ You lied.

“Okay.“ He says softly and kissed your head. “We don’t have to.“ He says softly. “But I really want to.“ You told him honestly. “Really?“ He asked and you nodded. He leaned in once more and kissed you hungrily as he squeezed your breast firmly. You sighed when you felt your nipples stiffening. Dean grinned against your neck when he felt your hard nipple poke his palm.

You two continued making out and ripping your clothes from each other. When you were naked Dean pulled away from the heated kiss to look for a condom. He sighed when he didn’t find one in his nightstand and got off the bed. You noticed his hard boner showing through his boxers when you covered yourself with the blanket since it was a bit cold inside his room.

Dean mostly cursed to himself when he didn’t find one and went into the bathroom. He sighed happily when he found one in there. He quickly left the bathroom passing two sleeping forms.

You blushed deeply when he entered the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him. He pulled his boxers down and gave his cock a few pumps before tearing the wrapping open with his teeth, holding the wrapper between his teeth when he rolled the rubber onto his cock.

Your eyes went so wide when you noticed how big and thick his cock was. The arousal between your legs grew even more, your cunt was betraying you, it was more than ready to suck his cock in.

Dean smiled at you lying down next to you. He kissed you deeply and hungrily when he got on top of you spreading your legs gently, your body obeyed almost immediately doing what Dean wants.

Dean placed one of digits on your clit groaning softly against your lips as he noticed how wet your mound was before he began to circle your clit gently. You moaned softly into his mouth at how different it felt when someone else then yourself did it.

To be honest you were a nervous wreck but you were more excited than nervous. You were so excited about experiencing sex for the first time, will it be like everyone told you? Will it be good or better? Or will it be horrible and hurtful? One of your friends told you it hurt so bad, she started crying. You swallowed hard at the thought as Dean positioned his cock at your entrance.

Dean entered you in one swift move, having no problem since you were so wet. You closes your eyes expecting a lot of pain, but honestly? You didn’t feel any pain, you felt kinda full? But in a good way. Dean grabbed your right boob firmly as he started moving almost immediately making you bite your lip at how good it felt. “Feel good?” He asked between breaths. “Yeah.” You suddenly moaned, feeling your cheeks flush in a deep red at the sound you made.

He kissed you hungrily as he moved even faster inside you making you moan against his lips. This was even better than your stupid imaginations and your own hand and fingers. This was real.

He circled your clit fast and harshly, you moaned quietly when you felt close. Dean kinda feeling out of breath as he quickens his movements. You felt an orgasm approach, but this one was going to be different. The one you felt coming seemed more intense. When you moaned his name your eyes rolled back in euphoria and your back arched off the bed. Dean groaned at the feeling of your pussy clenching around his dick. The sounds you made, let him cum immediately.

You needed some time to calm down after Dean pulled out. He looked at the ceiling slightly grinning to himself. He looked at you with a smile pulling you into his arms. The feeling of holding you made the moment a hundred times better. He snuggled you rubbing your arm gently.

The next morning kinda was weird, you felt so…different? You lost your virginity and had sex for the first time! For you it was so different, you just couldn’t place it.

Dean and you shared a lot of smiles during breakfast, Sam and Ryan seemed to notice. Ryan felt jealous about the way you looked at Dean, but Sam? Sam was happy that you two kinda figured something out between the two of you.

All of you hung out for a few hours before it was time for you to go to the train station and drive home. “Thanks for the weekend.” You said to them with a gentle smile when they waited with you for the train. “It was really nice meeting you.” Sam says happily and you smiled at him nodding. “You too.” You said softly before you glanced at Dean. Still processing that you’re no virgin no more.

The system announced that your train would get there any second, “So that’s goodbye.” Ryan said with a smile. “Yeah.” You pulled Dean into tight hug in a rush, not hugging the others as you saw your train. “Bye!” You called towards them before getting inside the train.

Sam laughed a bit at that watching you leave, not minding that you didn’t hug him, but Ryan? He was fucking jealous of Dean, not understanding what Dean had that he didn’t. He glared madly at Dean before watching you taking your seat.

You waved at them happily before the train drove off making Dean smile adoringly at you. Ryan noticed the smile frowning slightly and knowing something happened between the two of you, but he knew he’d find out eventually.

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I thought you never would-Chapter 7 (FIN)

Warnings: depressed!dean, asshole!dean, selfish!dean, hurt!reader, a lot of cursing

words: 3.5k

A/N: yes, this is the end already, because I started writing this story after my breakup which helped me to deal with my feelings, but I’m not that person I was when the breakup happened. So yeah it’s quite long, but I just wanted to finish this since I’m not feeling it anymore.

After that weekend Dean and Sam visited you at your hometown, weirdly Ryan didn’t join them. Which was weird since he wanted to visit you too, even asked what your mom likes so he could bring something.

You had a fun time with Dean and Sam at your house, they picked you up from work, got drunk, watched a movie, played some video games and cooked food.

You talked to Ryan via FaceTime and he was just weird as soon as Sam showed him you and Dean cuddling in your bed. You liked being so close to Dean since he smelled so good, you never thought a guy could smell so good. You nuzzled even more into Dean since you were just tired after work and drinking. Sam enjoyed the sight of his brother truly being happy and having a girl by his side who’s not crazy and fucking stupid like Kira was.

Sam honestly hated Kira, and yes hate is a big and heavy word, but he just couldn’t stand her. She took everything Dean did for granted, using his money and just everything Dean had to offer. But with you? You payed your own stuff, helped cleaning up whenever you were around Dean’s place, made sure Dean had to eat, wouldn’t spend too much money on stupid and unnecessary stuff Dean just didn’t need. You made sure he was okay and doing fine.

His and Dean’s dad really liked you after meeting you a month later, you were sweet always polite, helping around the house and in the kitchen, you always made yourself useful. All of the family members that met you told Dean, that’s you’re a keeper. Dean knew you were special, he told you in the beginning how thankful and grateful he is to call you his girlfriend, who’s helping him a lot.

The sex at the beginning of the relationship was awesome, just excited and adventurous, but after some time it got…boring. Dean didn’t bother to work you up and literally just put his cock inside you, no foreplay, no making out, no nothing. At first you weren’t mad, but later you enjoyed touching yourself more than being fucked by your boyfriend. He didn’t even care about making you cum, it was all about him during sex. It wasn’t as much fun and exciting as you imagined it would be and it disappointed you. He didn’t put any effort into sex, complaining about why you didn’t cum and why it would take you so long.

Frankly, it hurt you, hurt you he didn’t put any effort into the sex and later the relationship. Yes, a long-distance-relationship is hard and needs a lot of strength, but if both people fight for and want it, it definitely could work out. You two couldn’t see each other a lot, due to your school and his work, but you always tried to visit him. You always really tried, even when money was tight for you, you always fucking tried. Dean wouldn’t get it sometimes that you couldn’t visit him every weekend, you just couldn’t.

Dean couldn’t visit you either since he was working on weekends and he also hadn’t a lot of money. So which lead to fighting from Dean’s side. Dean would’ve never admitted that he’s depressed, he cant be alone, he always needs someone to come home to. After his best friend died a few years back, Dean wasn’t the same anymore. He barely talked about anything, blamed everything bad that happened on him and he just closed off. Whenever you and Dean fought either over phone or in person, he would close off completely. You tried to teach him that you talk about something during a relationship since he preferred keeping stuff that was bugging him to himself than talking about it. He once was so depressed saying stuff he couldn’t do it without you and he needed you there everyday. He even made you think about it moving in with him for college.

There were moments, you had the feeling Dean was trying to change you, make you someone you weren’t. Yes you were fucking stubborn so was he. Even though you were stubborn you always compromised and did it his way. Sometimes you hated it.

The more time passed the more things changed. Dean started to take you for granted, taking the things you did for him for granted, taking for granted that you did grocery shopping from your money even tho it wasn’t your fridge you were filling. He took for granted that you cleaned his apartment and did his laundry. Basically everything you did he took it for granted. Kira never did this stuff, so he was using you, if we’re being honest.

But you didn't see it and you also didn't want to. You were helping him, because you loved him and you wanted to make things easier for him. After such a sort amount of time you already imagined living with him, like already mentioned you wanted to go college where he lived. It felt like he was your life, you felt so dependent from him, it wasn’t even healthy anymore. Which you realized some time Later.

Since he was your first love and boyfriend, the love you had for him was very very different. He was your first love after all.

When your birthday came around, it wasn’t him who wished you a happy birthday first. It was Sam. Sam. Not him. And you knew he was still awake. Dean was a Person who wouldn’t go to sleep before 3 am in the morning. What the saddest thing was ans what hurt you the most was that he didn’t call you to wish you a happy birthday, he wished you a happy birthday via snapchat. It hurt and disappointed you so much, it was the worst birthday you had. From the person you wanted to hear first, was probably the last one.

Sometimes it was hard for you to have sympathy for his actions, since some of them were just fucking selfish. It wasn’t even your birthday he forgot, he forgot your first anniversary. It felt like it didn’t matter to him, like you had no worth to him at all. You hadn’t meant to him as much as he meant to you.

There were times where Dean still talked a lot about Kira and you didn’t understand back Then he wasn’t over her. She was his first love. So you understood later on, since it was hard for you to get over him as well.

Dean also never really listened or tried to help you when you were feeling like shit and had shit going on. Your drivers license took so much money and strength from you, you were feeling desperate. Dean basically didn’t give a fuck. You two fought so hard and didn’t talk for at least two days. Which lead to why he didn’t call you for your birthday, because he was too fucking stubborn.

One day, you had a bad feeling, since Dean has been acting strange for a couple of days, so you needed to talk to someone. So you talked to Sam. Sam listened to you and told you, Dean’s having his introverted phase, where he isn’t talking to anyone socially. You knew he had phases like that, because he had one before, but this phase felt much more different than the other one. Sam tried to cheer you up that night trying to make you laugh, it actually helped and you managed to ignore the bad feeling in your gut.

Just a day after that Dean broke up with you, for you it was out of nowhere. It was unexpected. He told you, he didn’t love you anymore and his feelings weren’t as strong as they used to be because of the distance. You were the one who was unsure about the whole long-distance-relationship, Dean was the one who wanted to try. You’ve asked him so many times if he was sure and he always said yes, fucking yes, every damn time. He said, the long-distance-relationship wasn’t working for him anymore, he needed someone there and not every couple of weekends. The whole long-distance was hard for you too! You wanted to see him as often as you could, but he didn’t get it that you hadn’t much money.

Funny thing, he didn’t broke up with you via phone call, no! He broke up with you via fucking Snapchat! This stupid child didn’t even had the guts to do it via phone call if he couldn’t wait a couple of more days, since you planned on visiting him that week. No he couldn’t wait to do it like a decent human being, no! He did it like a fucking coward he was.

You had to leave school early, because he broke up with you during school time. You felt like something broke inside you. He was the first person you let come so close to you. He knew stuff, no one knew. You felt safe, but every word he said, were just…words. He didn’t mean them seriously.

He broke up with you, two weeks after you two had last seen each other. You didn’t understand why he didn’t do it back then, losing feelings couldn’t happen over night right? You lost feeling for someone over time and not over night like he did.

At this point you weren’t sure what you were supposed to do. It felt like a big part of you was suddenly missing. It was hard for you to get no phone calls when he finished work. It was hard for you to not laugh with him anymore. It was hard for you to not play video games with him anymore. You were missing him so bad, it fucking hurt. You were feeling lonely after that. You and Sam stayed in contact.

Julia, their step-sister, stayed in contact with you too. They all liked you so much, they were very sad to hear that you two broke up. Dean’s step-mom didn’t understand it at all, calling him stupid for letting you go. You really liked them, those people were like a second family to you. You missed them everyday since then.

You even visited Julia once, guess to who’s apartment you went to first? Dean’s! You were having so much madness in you, you needed to tell Dean what a coward he was. You were more angry and hurt when you found out, he got back together with Kira just two weeks after the break up. Yeah he really got back together with that bitch. He called her many bad and barefaced names and still got back together with her.

You reminded him how he called her different names, reminded him how glad he was they broke up, reminded him of how she was only good at spreading her legs and using his money, while she was in his apartment. Since then you were doubting yourself, asking yourself what was wrong with you that he chose her over you. But he did.

He was dumbfounded and surprised to see you, that you actually ever showed up in his life again.

You laughed sarcastically, “You’re a fucking coward who couldn’t even break up with me via a phone call. You haven’t been honest with me! Now you’re fucking that fucking whore again? What’s wrong with you?! Y-You’re ridiculous and just fucking pathetic!” You yelled at him by the end you finished.

Dean clenched his jaw chewing in the insides of his mouth, “Then I am. You finished?” He asked coldly. Dean was furious and didn’t expect to get called out by his now ex-girlfriend while his girlfriend, former ex-girlfriend was in his apartment. He actually was also shocked to see this side of you, he never, literally never saw you this angry in the past year of your relationship. You always told him not to test you, because if you wanted to, you could be a bitch and it wouldn’t end funny for him.

Your eyes went wide not expecting him to be so cold after everything you two went through. He was your boyfriend and you expected some respect, but Dean wasn’t showing any respect at this point. All he did was shutting the door into your face. You blinked looking at Sam and Julia who were standing behind you. Sam rubbed his face, he lost the last faith he had in his brother. Sam did not understood how his brother could be so stupid and got back together with that bitch Kira. He was so disappointed and he wasn’t sure what to do with his brother.

You brushed past them walking down the stairs and leaving your ex-boyfriends apartment building. Your emotions were all over the place. You were feeling a little better that you could finally shout those words into his face after bottling them up inside you for weeks. You felt relieved.

“You okay?” Sam asked when he approached you.

“Yeah.” You said with a small smile hugging yourself.

“Come here.” He said and pulled you into a hug. You immediately melted into his arms feeling yourself tear up again. “He’s being a big dick. I’m sorry about the way he treated you. You definitely didn’t deserve that and neither did he deserve you.” He whispered as he rubbed your back gently.

You were so grateful to have Sam as your friend. It surprised you that he wasn’t on the side of his brother. Sam loved his brother a lot, but the thing he was pulling off with you, didn’t sit right with Sam. In Sam’s eyes, you were awesome and had a great personality. He understood why Ryan was crushing on you. Ryan distanced himself from Dean and you over the time you were together. You always told Dean to reach out to him again since a final fight lead to separate ways between Dean and Ryan. Dean eventually did the summer before you two broke up.

“Thanks,” was all you said and gave him a small smile. He smiled at you and nodded holding you for a little moment before letting you go.

What happened that night was something unimaginable. You ended up sleeping at Sam, probably not the smartest thing to do and regretted it the moment you woke up. You got so drunk at the next bar you guys found, both of you. One thing lead to another and you ended up in the same bed. You were supposed to stay at Julia’s place, she had to leave early because of work. Sam promised her to take you to her place, but that didn’t happen obviously.

Julia was worried sick when you didn’t show up but assumed you crashed at Sam’s place. You lied to her telling her you didn’t want to wake her up, since you were so drunk. She bought it.

When you were alone at Julia’s place, your mind kept going back to the talk you had with Dean. Julia and you talked about it when she came home during her break from work. She told you, to talk to him alone with no other people involved. You texted him and he even agreed to meet up and talk things out. And you guys did.

“Hey.” You said awkwardly.

“Hey.” He said with a tight smile. “You wanted to talk then…talk.”

You swallowed hard and nodded, “First of all, yesterday wasn’t the smartest ting to address the whole situation. But the way we broke up wasn’t fair. You broke up with me via fucking Snapchat which is worse than text and you told me, you love me the day before.” You rubbed your arm and looked at the ground.

When he didn’t answer you kept going, “We had plans. I wanted to move here for you, for our relationship. I was going to give up so mich for you, because I really love you, Dean. I trusted you, we talked about so many times and y-“

“I couldn’t wait anymore and come on, we wouldn’t have worked out.” He interrupts you.

Ouch, that one hurt.

“Do you ever loved me?” You asked out of the blue, just being curious and dying to know if he ever did.

“I did.”

“Then you have no clue what love means. You never put mich afford into this relationship. You didn’t even want to try fighting to make it work, just because you need to get your dick wet by that bitch.” You slipped so done with being nice.

“You’re right it wasn’t fair how I broke up and I’m sorry.” Is all he said ignoring the last part. You looked at him and just scoffed, knowing he didn’t mean the apology serious. He said it, because he knew you wanted to hear it.

“I thought you never would hurt and disappoint me the way you did.” You said and teared up. “Have a great life.” You walked off not able to stand there anymore. You were hurt and just devastated he left you. You were hurting.

You and Dean never saw each other again after you walked off, but you felt better after the conversation helped you to put your emotions into place. Kira stalked you on instagram most of the time because she felt intimidated by you, even though you lived miles away. It annoyed you, so you blocked her and her beat friend.

Dean blocked and removed you on every social network. You didn’t understand why. You understood he unfollowed you, but the whole blocking this was just ridiculous at this point.

You and Sam talked about the hook and told each other it was a one time thing which shouldn’t repeat itself.

Sam became your closest and best friend after the breakup and you were just grateful to have him.

END

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Dean Winchester series

I thought you never would…

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SUPERNATURAL MASTERLIST

a/n: i’m only on season one babes, i’ll add others as i discover them 😗

DEAN WINCHESTER

— hide n seek (dark)

summary: sam had placed you in a safe home when learning that dean had somehow gotten away. but dean promised you, a few games have to be played, and maybe you might just get away. silly you, a demon never keeps his word.

— all bets are off (ft sam winchester, dark themes/coming soon)

summary: after pissing off a powerful witch and ruining her gig, she finds herself a fun way to teach you three all a lesson, mostly you.

SAM WINCHESTER

— too sweet (dark themes)

summary: you were simply just trying to get through your day, he found himself enticed by your kindness and unwilling to let go.

— little old me?

summary: with the prospect of leaving you to find his father, sam finds himself running out of time to tell you just how much you mean to him. but do you feel the same? and who’ll confess first?

— cozy (blurb + ship)

summary: sam’s in need of a wake up call, to get up and to realise his love for you and yours of his.

— all bets are off (ft dean winchester, dark themes/coming soon)

summary: after pissing off a powerful witch and ruining her gig, she finds herself a fun way to teach you three all a lesson, mostly you.

CASTIEL

— coming soon <3

Therapist: Mr.Winchester, your life isnt a movie.

Sam: i hope its a short film

Therapist: ....

summary: after a hunt gone wrong, dean is in need of comfort.

warnings: angst, fluff, sad dean, alcohol use.

note: hope you enjoy, i wrote this more so for myself for a little bit of comfort :]

andy sat in the back of the impala with dean driving and sam asleep in the passenger seat, her tired eyes watching as the trees and other cars whip past her window.

her frame leaned back into the leather, her body still tense from the hunt they had just finished and the effects of such began to catch up with herself, feeling her muscles progressively grow achy and sore.

the hunt was a bit of a blow - the three hunters got hurt and it all together didn’t go as planned.

thankfully, no one was -too- hurt.

andy’s thoughts focused on deans music, her hand occasionally trailing up to the nape of her neck to try and soothe the crook that was taunting her.

whenever dean put on his usual ac/dc, led zeppelin, deep purple, metallica etc, she couldn’t help her body subtly reacting to the tunes, her fingers tapping against her thigh, her head just barely moving back and forth in synch with the rhythm.

andy’s grey orbs flashed over to dean, knowing he was probably beating himself up about the hunt going south, which she’d noticed him do over the past few years she’d been hunting with them.

she let her eyes linger on the back of his head for a little while longer before a silent sigh fell from andy’s lips as she laid her head against the window and returned her gaze onto the trees, before her eyes eventually fell shut for the rest of the trip back.

after another hour or so, they made it back and sun set was about to bloom.

andy got out of the impala and shut her door, walking around the car and making her way inside the bunker, glancing over at dean silently for a moment before hand.

andy made a b line to the kitchen, grabbing herself a beer and then making her way into the common room, sitting down at the table with a tired sigh.

her hands worked at opening the beer to take a few gulps from the beer, the slight burning sensation she felt as it smoothed down her throat easing her just a little, but enough to make her relax.

andy stared at the wooden table quietly, her black chipped finger nail drawing lazy circles on the smooth surface before her eyes flashed over to the condensation slowly dripping from the beer bottle, a few drops racing to the bottom of the glass bottle to pool beneath it.

after a while, she turned her head, the silence that remained concerning her a little bit.

if dean hadn’t come inside soon, she’d go out and check on him.

they’d never really been intimately close, never once embracing each other in anything further than a hug.

but sometimes andy could sense he needed more than that.

she never pursued such though, since dean was the more ‘i don’t need anyone’ type.

she figured he’d get offended or something, so she always kept her distance when he got in his moods.

hearing dean walk into the bunker, she turned her gaze back down at her beer bottle, going back to watching the droplets of liquid pool under the bottle and onto the wooden table.

after she heard his footsteps move past from behind her, her eyes trailed over to look at him, watching as he opened a bottle of whiskey and took a few swigs straight from the bottle.

silently, she watched him, trying to figure out what was going on inside his head but she never could.

she turned her head back down to the beer bottle, lifting it to her lips and taking a few more sips before setting it back down where it once was.

“you know it’s not your fault, right?”

her voice broke the silence, ringing through the room and echoing off the walls of the bunker.

one last time, her grey orbs fixed over to see he was now looking at her, gazing into his green eyes, as her eye brows raise a little.

“you shouldn’t beat yourself up the way you do.. it’s not healthy.”

she mumbled, a small shake of her head following her softened voice.

dean just kind of stared at her. silence. it’d been 1… 5… 15… 20 seconds. just quietly looking at each other.

the silence between them was comfortable. not in the slightest bit awkward or uncomfortable. it’s always been that way between the two - never once did they feel the need to ramble on about random stuff in order to make the air between them less awkward.

andy’s eyes moved away from him after a while when he still hadn’t said anything. maybe she had offended him.

andy sighed and took another sip of her beer before standing up and walking off to her room, grabbing some clothes and tiredly striding into the bathroom.

after stripping down her clothes and stepping under the warm water, she almost let out a relieved sigh. she could practically feel her muscles screaming ‘thank you’, her sore body relaxing as she focused on the feeling of the water streaming down her aching figure.

after her shower, she got dressed and stepped out of the bathroom, walking down the hallway and stopping in front of deans bedroom. she wanted to knock and ask if he was okay, but she was able to answer that herself.

surely he was still beating himself up, always so hard on himself thinking there was always things he could’ve done differently.

reluctantly, though, she left a few knocks on the door, patiently waiting for him to open the door, or give the okay for her to come in. something. but not to her surprise, nothing. 1… 5… 10 seconds pass. and still - nothing.

andy gently opened the door, peaking inside to see dean sitting at the edge of his bed, hunched over with his hands tangled in his hair. andy hesitated for a moment before she invited herself in and sat down beside him.

she sat there. quiet. still quiet. 3… 4… 5 minutes pass and still. silence. that was okay. andy didn’t expect him to speak to her if he didn’t want too. it was like dean not to talk about his feelings, and she’d respect that boundary, even if she knew he -should- talk about it.

a while longer passes, and andy finally speaks up in a quiet voice.

“dean.”

it took a second, but deans head moved to look at her. just barely, she could see how glossy his eyes were, and the exhaustion etched in his face. he had been crying. seeing this took andy back a little - it was worse than she thought. and it broke her heart to see dean this upset - this vulnerable in front of her. something she hadn’t seen before.

without another word, andy moved closer, turning her body so she was facing him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. unexpectedly, dean moved closer into her embrace, his arms firmly wrapping around her torso and his face disappearing into the crook of her neck.

they stayed like this for a while, andy’s fingers trailing up and down his shoulder blade while her other hand smoothed through his hair, gently scratching every now and then as she whispered soft nothings into his ear. in that moment, a silent understanding grew between the two of them. she was right. he -did- need this. he needed it all along. and from now on, they’d seek each other out when they needed this most. just the two of them, sitting comfortably in each others arms. in silence.

from now on, andy wouldn’t hesitate to hold him and tell him that it was okay to be vulnerable around her, and that everything would be okay.

𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕹𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖛𝖊𝖗, d. winchester

summary: despite their turbulent relationship, filled with flirtations, absences, and arguments, y/n keeps welcoming dean back. their romance is filled with dates, intimacy, and a deep bond. however, when dean's secret life as a supernatural hunter is unveiled, y/n can't accept it and demands his permanent departure.

warnings: a lot of angst, no use of y/n, heartbreak, hurt with no comfort.

a/n: first post on my new blog!! it feels great to have a fresh start honestly. also, let me know if i should make a part two!!

— Your relationship with Dean had always been a tumultuous journey, far from the serene and smooth sailing one might expect. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Dean seemed to delight in getting under your skin, using flirtations with other girls as his weapon of choice. These actions often culminated in heated, passionate arguments, ringing with shouts and accusations.

This was coupled with his frequent and prolonged disappearances. He would leave for days, weeks, and sometimes even months on end for "work trips", the nature of which he left vague and open to interpretation. This left you with a gnawing uncertainty, a constant question at the back of your mind.

However, it wasn't all bad. There were certainly pros to balance out the cons. There were the romantic dates, filled with laughter and shared secrets. There were the nights where you held each other close, whispering sweet nothings and creating a world that was just for the two of you. And of course, there was the fantastic, earth-shattering sex that left you breathless and yearning for more.

And through all the ups and downs, you held onto one constant, unchanging fact. No matter how long Dean was gone, no matter where he went or what he did, he would always come back to you. He would always return, those puppy dog eyes filled with remorse as he begged for your forgiveness. And, time and time again, you would take him back.

You would lead him into your apartment, to the familiar sanctuary of your room. The night would be spent in a passionate tangle of limbs and whispered promises, making up for lost time and healing old wounds. By the dawn of a new day, you would both fall back into your usual routine.

You would share good morning kisses that frequently escalated into heated makeout sessions. Oftentimes, you would need to muster the willpower to break away and prepare for your work day. You would leave Dean behind, a lovesick smile on his face as he watched you walk out the door.

Every time you walked out that door, it was akin to flipping a coin. A game of chance, to see if Dean would still be there when you returned. Unfortunately, more often than not, you were met with the losing side of the coin. This sent you spiraling back into the same cycle once again, leaving you with a wistful longing for the day when you would finally call heads instead of tails.

— In the midst of a peaceful evening, a sudden buzz abruptly interrupted your leisure time. You were settled comfortably on your worn-out couch, engrossed in watching a rerun of the popular TV show 'Charmed.' The unexpected noise caused you to peel your eyes away from the television screen and cast a tired glance towards the intercom. You had a gut feeling about who it could be. After all, who else would dare to knock on your door at the late hour of eleven at night?

Reluctantly, you peeled yourself off the comfortable couch and dragged your feet across the floor. You reached the intercom and stood in front of it for a few seconds, contemplating your next move. The annoying buzz echoed through the apartment once again, snapping you out of your thoughts. You could have chosen to ignore it and pretend to be asleep, but you knew that wouldn't stop him. No, you dismissed the idea with a shake of your head. Dean, as stubborn as he was, would simply pick the lock and barge in, worried that you were in danger or worse.

Pushing the uncertainty aside, you pressed the button for the speaker. “Who is it?” Your voice was steady and calm as you spoke, despite the late-night disturbance.

A familiar chuckle came through the small speaker, making your heartbeat quicken. “Come on, Sweetheart. You know who it is.” Dean's voice resonated through the tiny apartment, and the nickname he used stirred a whirlwind of butterflies in your stomach.

Without further ado, you pushed the button that allowed Dean into the building. You walked to your door and unlocked it, leaving it ajar for him to enter. While waiting for him, you heard heavy footfalls echoing in the stairwell, a sound that brought a soft smile to your face.

“Hey, baby.” Dean greeted as soon as he reached the top of the stairs. His green eyes sparkled with mischief as he approached you. “Miss me?” He questioned, standing in the doorway with an irresistible grin on his face.

You let out a light giggle before reaching up to grip his collar, pulling his face closer to yours. Dean’s hands found your hips while yours wrapped around his neck. Both of you were drawn to each other, pulling as close as physically possible.

As the two of you pulled away, your foreheads rested against each other, the both of you just staring at each other, taking in the new tiny details of your guy’s faces. Dean’s frown line had become just the slightest bit more pronounced, most likely from Sam’s terrible jokes. And the small imprint between your eyebrows had become more pronounced, due to the constant furrowing from scowling at your boss every time he assigned you more hours, claiming it was because there was work that still needed to be done, but you knew it was because he wanted to see you walked out of the short skirt and tight button up that he called a “work uniform”. It was disgusting really, but you needed a job and you weren’t really complaining about the extra money that flowed in.

“Coffee?” You questioned making Dean laugh softly, a sound you would never get tired of.

“Nothing sounds better.” Dean smiled before you led him into your apartment, letting him sit at the small circle dining table while you made your way into the kitchen. “Is that a new painting?” Dean called out as he stared at the strange painting that sat on the wall in front of him.

“Yeah,” You called back as you poured the coffee grounds into the filter. “I bought it at an auction last week.” You smiled as an image of the painting came into your mind.

“Why?” Dean continued to stare at the painting.

“Because it’s beautiful.” You rolled your eyes as you walked out of the kitchen and to the table. “It’s beautiful, don’t you agree?” You smiled as you took a seat on his lap, his arms instinctively wrapping around your waist.

“It’s…” Dean trailed off. “It’s something.”

You rolled your eyes with a small chuckle. “You’ve never been one for art, have you?” You asked as you shifted in his lap, now sitting sideways across his legs. “You’ve never had the vision.” You shook your head as you wrapped your arms around Dean’s neck.

“I have the vision.” Dean protested.

“Yeah, sure.” You laughed before leaning down and pressing your lips against his.

“I’ve missed this.” Dean sighed against your lips making you smile into the kiss. As the kiss got deeper and more passionate, Dean gripped your waist before maneuvering you so you were straddling his hips, your chests pressed together. “Shit…” Dean spoke breathlessly as your hips began to grind down and your chest moved against his, while your lips traveled from his down to his neck.

Just as Dean’s hands began to make their way under your shirt, you pulled back with a smirk. “I gotta check the coffee.” You smiled innocently as you got off his lap, making Dean groan.

“You can’t just leave me like this!” Dean called out as you walked away. “You’re a cruel woman!”

“But I’m your cruel woman.” You called back making Dean smirk.

“Damn straight,” Dean spoke making you let out a laugh as you grabbed two coffee cups, the gold cursive that spelled His and Hers on either cup shining in the dim kitchen light.

“Peppermint or Almond Joy?” You questioned as you opened your fridge, staring at the two creamers that sat on the door.

“Almond Joy,” Dean answered making you grab the creamer, pouring in just the perfect amount before putting it back.

“Here you go.” You smiled as you handed Dean his mug before taking a seat in front of him, the man instantly taking a drink.

“You know, you should start a coffee shop.” You let out a laugh at Dean’s words before shaking your head.

“I made coffee in a coffee pot and put some store-bought coffee creamer in it.” Dean rolled his eyes as he set his mug on the table.

“Still.” Dean shrugged before taking off his coat and throwing it on the table.

“No. Nuh-uh. Nada.” You scoffed. “Pick up your coat and hang it up.”

“I’ll hang it up before we go to the room.” Dean shrugged making you roll your eyes.

“You know,” You began as you stood, grabbing the coat and making your way to your coat rack. “This shit won’t fly when we have a place of our own.”

“A place of our own?” Dean questioned with a grin as you hung up the coat.

“Mhm.” You nodded as you made your way back over. “One day, we’re gonna have a big house in a nice neighborhood,” You went to walk past Dean but he grabbed your hips, pulling you to straddle his waist once again.

“Really?” Dean questioned as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yep.” You popped the ‘P’. “And we’re gonna get married, and have a small wedding. Just me, you, Sam, and our parents.” You and Dean smiled at the thought. “And then, we’re gonna settle down in a nice white-collar neighborhood,” Dean rolled his eyes at the mention of ‘White-collar’ making you smack the back of his head lightly. “Hey! I’m sick of living in this shitty town where I have to worry about my apartment getting robbed every waking moment.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Dean nodded. “Continue.”

“Anyways, we’re going to have a nice big house, white with blue shutters, a large porch, and a room with a view of the water.” You ran your hands through the hair at the base of his neck. “And we’re gonna have two kids.”

“Is that right?” Dean grinned as he pulled you closer to him.

“Mhm.” You hummed. “One boy, one girl, and their names will be Sarah and Charlie. Sarah will look like me and Charlie will look like you. And they’re going to grow up with Uncle Sam as their babysitter so we can still go on dates and have time to ourselves.” Dean chuckled softly.

“That sounds perfect.” Dean smiled softly before placing a kiss on your lips. “But, before that nice big future can happen,” Dean began. “I need to talk to you about something.”

“What is it?” You questioned as you leaned back slightly.

“It’s about my job,” Dean told you making your heart drop.

“You’re not moving are-”

“No. God no.” Dean shook his head making you let out a sigh of relief. “Now, I know you may not believe me or you might think I’m crazy,” Dean began.

“You’re scaring me.” You frowned softly.

“Long story short, I’m a supernatural hunter,” Dean spoke making your eyebrows furrow. “I have to leave all the time because all over the states, murders pop up that have no reasonable explanations, so I go and check them out. And more times than not, there’s something not human there, so I have to kill him so the thing can’t hurt anyone else.”

Your eyebrows furrowed as you made your way off his lap. “Baby, I know this all sounds crazy-”

“I can’t believe it.” You shook your head as you stared at the man. “I cannot fucking believe it.” You scoffed as you began to walk away, but Dean quickly stood up, catching your wrist before you could get too far. “Let go of me!” You screamed as you yanked your wrist back.

“Sweetheart-”

“Don’t call me that!” You cut Dean off. “Don’t you ever call me that!”

“Can we just sit back down and talk about this?” Dean pleaded as he stared at you, but you simply shook your head.

“Get your things, and get out.” You spoke making Dean’s eyes widen.

“No, come on, you don’t mean that.” Dean shook his head. “Let’s just sit back down, and we can talk about this.”

“Get your things,” You pointed your finger to your room. “And get out.” You glared at the man in front of you before making your way to the door.

“Where are you going?” Dean called after you.

“Out.” You answered simply as you grabbed your keys and coat. “I expect you and your things to be gone by the time I get back.” You spoke calmly, even though your eyes filled with unshed tears.

“Baby, please-” Dean pleaded, and you could have sworn you heard his voice crack but you shrugged it off.

“I expect you and your things to be gone by the time I get back.” You repeated your words before walking out the door.

Get a room.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x lover!fem!reader

Summary: After a particularly bad hunt, you were patching Dean up in the motel room, but he said he needed to be healed up the right way.

Content: fluff(?), kisses, Sam kind of being the third-wheel, no use of y/n, mentions of injury

English isn’t my first language, mistakes should be present, sorry!

Word count: 698

You and Dean had just stumbled back to the bunker after a long, exhausting hunt. It was one of those hunts where everything that could go wrong, did. Dean had taken a hit from some nasty vamp, even after you told him to be careful, but Dean? Nah, that word wasn't in his vocabulary. And while he made no big deal of the gash, you knew it was serious enough to need a little patching up.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirt off, grimacing slightly as you cleaned up the deep cut on his shoulder.

"Ow—! Careful," Dean grimaced, shooting you a mocking glare. "You trying to finish me off, sweetheart?"

"Quit being a baby," you shook your head. "You're lucky this didn't go deeper."

“I’m always lucky,” Dean responded, a smirk spreading across his face despite his slight wince when you dabbed the cloth on his wound again.

"Uh-huh. I should just leave you to bleed out next time, it would save me a whole lot of trouble." you muttered, beginning to bandage him up, nodding in approval of your work once you secured it.

Dean shifted, sighed, then flashed you a lopsided grin. "I think you missed a step, sweetheart."

"What step?" you raised an eyebrow, confused.

“For me to fully heal… there’s only one thing that’ll work.”

“What?" you almost rolled your eyes. "Lemme guess, whiskey and pie?”

He grinned wider. “Nope. Kisses. Specifically, from you. On my face. All over. Only way this wound’s gonna close up right.”

You snorted. “Right. Because that's definitely how medical science works.”

Dean winced dramatically. “You don’t believe me? It’s a foolproof healing method. I swear it.”

"C'mon, don't leave me hanging here—this is life or death." He added for good measure, tapping a finger to his cheek.

Despite yourself, you laughed. “You are so full of it, Winchester.”

“One kiss. Or like… fifty. But who's counting?” He shrugged.

You sighed, fully aware you were playing into his game but too tired to fight it. You leaned down and pressed a light kiss to his cheek, where his finger tapped relentlessly until you gave in.

“There you go,” Dean said, clearly pleased. “But you missed a spot—” He pointed to another area, so you kissed it too. “And there—” Another kiss. “And the forehead—” You kissed his forehead. “And—”

“Okay, Dean, that’s enough."

"Not enough. I can still feel the pain." He let out an over-the-top groan.

You sighed in exasperation, considering to either just punch him across the face or keep giving into him—you chose the latter.

Just as you were placing more kisses onto his face—the grin on his lips made him look like a love-drunk idiot—the door swung open.

Sam walked in with some takeout bags, he froze in the doorway, eyes widening as he took in the scene: you, practically sitting on Dean’s lap, showering his face with kisses, while Dean looked way too proud of himself.

“What did I just walk into?” Sam groaned, immediately making a beeline to the table to avoid getting another glance at the two of you.

"Hey, it's a part of the healing process, Sammy." Dean smirked, looking over to his brother.

Sam blinked, then made a face like he just swallowed something sour. “Gross. Seriously, guys, get a room.”

“We’re technically in a room, you know.” you said, getting off of Dean who seemed too reluctant to let you go.

"A room that you walked into." Dean added, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Sam set the food down, still shaking his head in disbelief. "Yeah, well, next time, maybe give me a warning first so I know not to come in while you guys are having a whole smooch-fest."

"You're just jealous."

"You two are impossible."

"Buzzkill."

Sam just groaned in annoyance again, starting to unpack the food.

You couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, feeling a bit guilty—though not that guilty. You glanced at Dean, who tugged on your hand with a happy expression.

"Next time, we're giving you painkillers." you said, lifting your hand up and running your finger through his hair.

"Not a chance." Dean smiled.