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Hey could you write one where Dean and Sam are furious because of a bad Hunt, and when their boyfriend tried to calm they down, they yell at him and after sometime they find their bf cryng and get guilt? Love your writing♥️♥️
Of course I can write this! And thank you for loving my writing♥️
The Guilt Train
Dean and Sam throw their duffel bags onto one the table in front of them, their anger obviously showing.
“Dean, Sammy,” you take a couple steps closer to them, “we didn’t know what was going to hap-”
“Back off!”
“Shut up!” Dean says right after Sam, and pointing a finger at you. “Just shut up! Don’t fucking say anything.”
“Leave us alone!” Sam adds.
Holding back tears, you grab your duffel off the ground and take it to your old room. “Fucking dumbasses!” You slam the door.
Sobs and tears escape from your body. This is stupid. You’re crying from your boyfriends yelling at you ‘cause of a bad hunt.
You try and calm your cries, but it seems kinda hard to do as you’re used to one or both of them comforting you.
Slipping underneath the covers, you curl yourself into a ball and cry into the pillow.
~1 HOUR LATER~
You wake up with a headache, red splotches on your face and red rimmed eyes.
You decide to take something to get the headache away.
Changing into one of Dean’s boxers and Sam’s flannels, you shuffle towards the kitchen to where your boyfriends are.
You raid the pantries until you finally found the painkillers. Taking two, you swallow them in a mouthful of water.
Sam and Dean watch you with a look of worried and guilt. “Baby?” Sam says softly as he tries to get you to look at them.
“My head really hurts, so I’m gonna go back to sleep.”
“Why weren’t you in the room?” Dean asks.
“I am in the room, my room.” Your eyebrows are softly furrowed. Sam corrects on what Dean said by asking, “Why weren’t you in our room?”
“You said to leave you guys alone.”
“Aw, sweetheart.” Dean stands up to wrap his arms around you. "We didn't mean to yell at you. We're just being grumpy men."
Sobs escape from you again. Sam does the same thing Dean is doing, but his body is behind yours.
“What about we go back to our room and have some cuddles?” Sam asks. You nod against Dean’s neck.
“Okay,” Sam turns you around to pick you up. You wrap your limbs around him and tiredly watch Dean trail behind you. He quickly nudges his nose against yours.
You smile softly once the three of you are at the room.
The three of you are already in comfy clothes, so Sam places you in the middle of the bed as him and his brother are on each side of you.
Sam spoons you, his hand gently rubbing against your hip.
Dean nuzzles his face against yours, a hum escaping from you.
Your eyes close as the warmth of the two surrounds you. You enjoy the touch of them, even if it’s for a brief moment.
“Love you.”
"Love you, baby boy," they say in unison. They smile at each other as they don’t get a reply, knowing you’d fallen asleep.