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Just Kiss Already! - Dean x F!Reader x BestFriend!Cas
Summary: Cas and Dean have an argument about what happened to you on the hunt. As they get closer to each other, you tell them to just kiss already
Your POV Looking up at my fiance and best friend from one of the injuries on my body, both of them are having an argument about the hunt Dean and I just finished. Slowly, they start to close up the gap in between them.
A tap on my shoulder grabs my attention to see Sam holding a first aid kit out to me. “Thanks.” I say whilst grabbing it. “They still fighting?” He takes a seat out and settles a little behind me, leaning his elbow on the back of my seat.
“Yup. Been going on since we got out of the car.” I take out some of the supplies to take care of the wound on my right thigh resting on the chair in front of me.
“She could’ve gotten killed!”
“I know that, Dean!” The two start to ramble on about previous hunts about myself getting hurt.
“Oh, fuck me! Just kiss already!” The two look at me as if I’m joking. “Fucking shit, the two of you look like a couple who’s in a fight and is about to kiss for being sorry.” Dean starts to ramble on what I just said with Cas being confused. “You guys are quite close to each other, distance wise.” I shift up more in my seat.
“We’re going to get married and you’re telling me that our best friend and I should kiss each other?”
“Yup.” I smile at my fiance. “Plus, every time we come back from a hunt with a simple scratch or some shit on me, it ends up in a argument between you two.”
“Because you’re pre-”
“Yes, I know I’m pregnant. But this has happened multiple times before.” Sam agrees with me.
Dean moves to sit on the ground next to me with Cas still standing. I feel Dean rest his head on my thigh with his arm resting just above the wound. “I swear, you two act like the married couple more than Dean and (Y/N).” Sam says as he moves his seat back to sit across from Dean and I with Cas sitting next to Sam.
“Your mama be weird.” Dean says to my stomach. A whack to the back of his head makes him whine. “I’m two months.”
“Don’t care. I like talking to him.”
“Him?”
“Got a feeling.” He shrugs. “And I have a feeling that your arm is being a pain in the ass right now.” Immediately, he takes his arm off to have the wound on my thigh bleed through the bandage a bit. “Fuck.” He starts to clean the wound and reapply the bandage.
“That’s what you get for not kissing the angel.”
“Shut up.”