Why Can’t People Just Sit And Read Books And Be Nice To Each Other?

Why can’t people just sit and read books and be nice to each other?

David Baldacci (via quotemadness)

The Bonds In This Life

Characters - Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Sister Reader

Warnings - fluff, angst, swearing

Y/n- 14

Dean- 21

Sam- 17

Your POV

As soon as the last bell rang for the day I grabbed my backup and quite literally sprinted out of the school building. I skipped most of the steps and ran towards Sam who was adjusting his backup on his shoulder.

“Sammy!” I yelled at the top of my voice.

At this he turned around and smiled widely. He raised his hand a little and I high fived him as soon as I reached him.

“Hey little idiot! How was school?”

I looked up at him, impressed with the small insult he had just given to me.

“Wow your power of insulting is improving, a few more lessons and I will turn you from Nerdy Sam to Sassy Sam.”

Sam looked at me with an unamused expression etched on his face but it quickly broke into a smile and transformed later to a chuckle.

“You are crazy! What can we do to stop this madness from killing us?”

“Nothing big brother, it surely sucks to be you.”

Sam shook his head in both amusement and irritation and grabbed my hand as we walked back to the our motel.

“So how was school? ” Sam asked in a casual manner.

I looked up at him and gave him a tight smile. “Oh it was fine ; the usual boring and boring and also boring!”

“Y/n/n, I understand that at your age most kids find school boring but it is very important for you and believe it or not, you grasp concepts immediately and have always done well at school”

“I know Sammy, I will keep up the grades and also perform in co-curriculuer activities but I sometimes wonder why am I wasting my time doing this when I can be researching or improving my latin. I sometimes feel bad that I can’t help you all on hunts because of some group project or class test. But you know another part of me feels a little happy when I get good grades and when I do my projects well.”

Sam looked at me intensely and then he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to his side.

“There is nothing wrong with being happy about schoolwork and excelling at it and you don’t have to feel guilty if you can’t help once in a while, Dean, Dad and I are there and for the record you are the most sorted one out of all of us. You manage both hunting and school and keep the same comitmment to them, you also put up with a lot of crap from dad when he trains you and you also put up with Dean and I, and putting up with Dean is commendable.”

That earned a laugh out of me. Dean. My eldest brother, my hero and my mentor. My brother raised me and sacrificed everything for Sam and I. My Dad on the other hand only ever scolded me and nothing else. I sometimes don’t even like him.

So lost in my own thoughts I was that I did not even notice that we had reached our motel. We entered the room to find Dean on the floor with a huge cut on his forehead which was bleeding quite profusely and my Dad was standing over him with a broken bottle of liquor in his hand. It did not take a genius to find out what had happened.

“DEAN!” Both Sam and I screamed simultaneously.

Sam walked towards John in anger while I rushed to Dean and put his head on my lap.

“What the hell did you do to him?!” Sam bellwoed at Dad.

Dean craned his head from my lap and spoke in a defeated man’s voice “Guys please go inside.This is between me and Dad.”

“Have you lost your bloody mind Dean, I am not leaving you or Y/n a second alone with him.”

“Son take your sister and go inside right this second.” John spoke in a calm and terrifying voice which boomed across the room.

All three of us since infancy for me and childhood for Sam and Dean have been conditioned to follow an order without question. From the sound of his voice our limbs automatically move to the way he wants and trying to defy him has always ended in a beating.

“No.” I spoke with a clarity in my head and firmness in my voice. “We will not move an inch from here till you tell us why did you hit my big brother?”

Dean’s POV

My little sister’s voice befuddled us all and I could have sworn that no man was not afraid of her. Her strength resonated from her voice and this made my dad’s blood boil in anger.

He loomed over both me and my sister with the liquor bottle still clutched in his hand tightly.

“Did you just try to dictate and overule my orders young lady?”

I could feel my little sister trembling a little bit since my head was still in her lap and her soft hands were in my hair, gently running her fingers through it. I could also see Sam from the corner of my eye, his entire expression spoke volumes to me and I could see how scared my little siblings were.

So I got up from the floor with some difficulty and felt my sister help me up. I looked John straight in the eye and I kept Y/n behind me.

“Dad please let them go, they are just defending me. It was my fault. I am sorry, Sir”

Sam looked at my father and roared.

“ WHAT THE HELL DID HE DO?!?”

I could feel my sister flinch behind me and I grabbed her hand to reassure her.

“HE LOST THE GODDAMN MONEY!” Dad shouted back.

“Your fool of a brother lost the money we needed ,to do god knows what!”

“That doesn’t give you the right to hit him!” Sam yelled back, still defending me.

“Look at his forehead Dad! Look what you have done to him!”

“Sam please don’t do this.” I pleaded with him but he just turned a deaf ear to me.

“Wait a minute.” my sister came out from behind me and looked my father straight in the eye with rage burning in them.

“You are talking about the money kept in that drawer right?” she pointed towards the old brown drawer with her finger.

“Dad I saw you take that money to go buy liquor for yourself.”

I stared at my father in shock. “What the hell Dad!”

“Are you sure?” Sam enquired and she nodded her head in a positive manner. He then turned his head to look at dad and spoke with anger laced in his voice.

“What the hell is wrong with you? You are now lying and beating your children for a mistake that you committed!”

My father started at my sister and yelled.

“ She is lying! Why would I do that? You are in so much trouble girl.”

Y/n scoffed with tears in her eyes and spoke with a bold face.

“Dad please don’t embarrass yourself anymore, we all know what has happened now and there is no point in arguing about it. Please just go. It is always better when it is the three of us because you have always just beaten us our whole lives. You are just my Dad for namesake. It is Dean you should be thanking for raising us. It is Dean who made the sacrifices not you, it is Dean who has earned the respect not you. It has always been my big brother and I will not hold back if you ever raise a hand on him. Just get lost.

What happened next was something I shall remember for the rest of my life. My Dad hit my sister’s face with the same bottle he dad used to hit me and pushed her into the wall. She screamed in agony as her back hit the wall.

I could not hold my anger anymore, I pounced on my father and I saw Sam doing the same. We punched him multiple times.

"You son of a bitch! If you ever touch even a hair on my sister’s head I will kill you with my bare hands.” I thundered at him.

Both me and Sam then grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him out for the night.

We ran towards our little sister who was still on the floor. I picked her up and put her on the bed. I then removed her hair from her face and saw that a long scar was on her cheek. A gift from our father. I looked up at Sam and saw that his eyes were swimming with tears.

“It’s okay Sammy. She will be okay there is no permanent damage.” I told him softly.

He didn’t even look at me , he just grabbed her hand and kissed her forehead deeply, softly talking to her.

I went to get the first aid so that I can clean her wounds and then mine but when I got back I saw that Y/n had just opened her eyes and was quite disoriented.

I rushed beside her and grabbed her hand. “Hey baby girl, How are you feeling?”

She looked at me and smiled and then touched my wound on my head with her fingers. I grabbed her this hand as well and kissed her fingers deeply.

“Guys” we both looked at Sam when he spoke and cleared his throat. “There is not a lot of bandage left, I will just go to the store to get some.”

We both nodded at him. He kissed Y/n’s forehead and grabbed his jacket to go get the bandage. I know when Sammy wanted to break down and this is why he left, to go get some peace of mind and to heave his heart out.

I looked back at my sister and started cleaning her wound.

“Dean” she spoke in a soft voice

“Where is Dad?”

I clenched my jaw and looked at her sternly. “He will not come back tonight.”

She nodded. “I didn’t mean to make him this mad.”

“What?!” I almost yelled at her. But when I looked I saw that she was crying with tears dripping down her cheeks and her throat was hitching due to the aggressive waterworks.

“Oh Y/n/n, come here.” I brought her in my arms and rubbed my hands up and down her back in a soothing manner. She cried more when her face was resting on my shoulder and I understood why she needed to do that. When she calmed down a bit , I pulled back a little and rubbed the tears tracks from her face.

“Now I want you to listen to me okay?” I told her sternly.

“What dad did was wrong. He did something which is unimaginable he hit you with a bottle of glass and even pushed you. He did something to you for a mistake you did not commit. So it is not your fault. He is an asshole and you are an amazing human being. You deserve everything and we can’t even give you the basic things. So forget that it was your fault,it is not. Also I promise you that this is the first and the last time Dad will ever hit you like this. He won’t touch you I won’t let him. Okay?”

She nodded at me and smiled through her Tears. She then pulled me into a hug and whispered in my chest. “Thank you for being my big brother Dean. I love you a lot.”

At this my heart just melted and I hugged her tighter and kissed her sacred cheek and forehead multiple times. “I love you too little idiot.”

She laughed at her nickname and pressed herself into my chest.

Normal POV

When Sam returned he saw Y/n sleeping in Dean’s arms and Dean was just smiling and wiping his tears.

The end

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introvertedbookwormsstuff

7 years ago

Was I a good Sister?

Characters - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester

Warning - Swearing, angst, character death

“Y/n! SHOOT NOW” I heard my father voice yell at me so I took my aim at the werewolf heart and tried to fire but I then realised that my gun was jammed! “oh no” I whispered

I saw the werewolf advance towards my elder brother and it threw him across , I watched in shock when his body slammed into the tree, the werewolf turned towards me but my gun was still jammed, I tried to shoot him but it wasn’t working just when then I heard a loud bang from behind me and I saw the werewolf fall to the ground, I turned around and saw my other elder brother Sam.

My father suddenly appeared in my view and ran towards Dean, me and Sam followed him, we dropped on our knees around where Dean lay unconscious. I tried to caress his forehead to inspect the damage when my father shoved my hand away.

“Don’t you dare touch him! ”,he snarled.

He then looked at Dean and tried to find if he had any serious injury on him. I looked at Sam but he was too focused on Dean. I then felt my cheek burn severely and loud resounding slap could be heard across the forest. I realised then that my father had hit me and he had me so hard that I was lying on the ground. I definitely had a bruise now.

“Dad, what the hell was that!? ” I heard Sam shout but my dad just glared at him and then at me, he shook his head in anger dropped down so he could swing dean’s arm around his shoulder.

Sam who was staring at his father in shock and anger immediately pushed his feelings aside and grabbed the other arm. They carried Dean this to the impala with me trailing behind him.

“y/n/n, go sit in the backseat and then we will lay him down” I nodded slowly and did as Sam said, the entire time I could feel my dad’s eye on me.

The ride to the isolated cabin was extremely quiet, I kept caressing Dean’s forehead and his hair and I kept on whispering “ I am sorry, I am so sorry ” and the tears trailed down my face.

Sam’s POV

I heard my little sister sniffling in the backseat and comforting my elder brother while saying sorry. It literally broke my heart to see her so upset. All I wanted to do was hug her tightly and tell her everything was going to be okay but if I say something now I know my father will be even more furious, I still cannot believe that he had hit her.

We reach the cabin and take Dean inside, we inspect him and wonder if any serious injury has taken place but he was just knocked out , I look over at my little sister and see that she was standing at door with an expression of fear plastered over her face. I smile at her but she doesn’t smile back.

After tending to Dean my father walks out of the room but not before he take Y/n’s arm in vicious grip, I spare my brother one look and walk out of the door.

Y/n’s POv

“what the hell were you doing?! “I.. ” “You could have gotten your brother killed you irresponsible idiot, why can’t you do anything properly?! ” “Dad just listen to her” “You stay out of this Sam, it does not concern you, we could have lost Dean because of her, you are the reason that your brother is in there….. Hurt” “But dad.. ” “JUST SHUT UP! I can’t even bare to look at you, my son is hurt because of you, you are an ungrateful, irresponsible and disgusting sister and I can’t even call you my daughter ”

That was it. This sentence did it for me, I was in pain ,not the physical kind the other one the one where your heart feels heavy and it hurts, I looked at my father with tears in my eyes but I would not let them drop.

“what the hell is wrong with you dad, why can’t you just listen to her, who says that to their own child?!”

My dad didn’t answer my brother he just walked out the door, Sam then removed his attention from John and then kneeled down so he could be of my height, he kept both his hands on my shoulders and looked me straight in the eye.

“hey, listen to me sweetie don’t you dare even for a moment think that you are not a good sister, you are the most amazing, beautiful kind girl in the whole world and me and Dean love you so so so so much! ”

I looked him in the eye but I did not have the strength to reply so I just went back to the room where Dean was sleeping.

Sam’s POV

I watched my little sister walk back in the room, I was so shocked to hear my father say such horrible things to a 13 year old girl. I went in the room and saw that she was covering Dean up with a blanket she then sat at the edge of the pushed his hair back and kissed him on the forehead.

My heart melted right there, how could my father say such horrible things to someone as sweet as her, I just couldn’t resist so I walked up behind her and put my arms around,she turn around and put her arms around my waist and her face towards me, I hugged her for a while but then I felt her shoulders shake I looked down and saw that she was sobbing her little heart out so I kneeled down again so I could be of her level and then hugged her tightly.

“I am sorry, I am so sorry”, she said this while hiccuping in between her sobs.

“I can’t lose you or Dean, I love you too much, I am sorry ” I knew I couldn’t say anything to comfort her so I picked her up and carried to my bed, we are used to sharing beds so I lay her down and I lay down beside her I put my arm around her and gently stroke her back soon she is fast asleep.

Y/n’s POV I wake up the next morning to see that my Sam was sleeping beside me softly snoring , I looked on the other side and saw that Dean was also sleeping, so I got up and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I came back I saw that Dean was starting to wake up.

“Hey Dean, can you wake up? ”, he groaned but slowly opened his eyes “hey, how are you feeling? ” “Ummm…. Extremely sore” “well you were thrown into a tree so that is to be expected I guess”

“Wait, what the hell happened? Are you okay? ”

“Yea bro, Everyone is good, you were the only one who was hurt”

I grabbed his medicine from the side table and then got him a glass of water.

“Here you go” “Thanks sweetheart, you know you always take such good care of us”

My smile wavered a bit as I remembered last night’s events but I didn’t let the sadness or the immense guilt I was feeling come to my face. I then took both his hands pulled him in a sitting position.

“you can use the shower and have a good long bath” “Thanks sweetie ” he said looking at me but then his smile turned into a frown and his hand went to touch my cheek. “Did the werewolf get you or something? ” “No why? ” “You have bruise on your face” I immediately felt extremely tense but then I just brushed it off and then walked to the living room. I saw John sitting over there with a pen and newspaper he looked towards me and said “We are going on a hunt tonight.” “What? What about Dean” “Your will brother will not go obviously ” “Dean is not going to agree to that ” “Just be ready, there were not ONE but TWO werewolf but because of you we could not kill it last night so I suggest do as I ask”.

Later that night. Dean had thrown a bitch fit and was here saying he was fine and will not be left at home. I had persuaded Sam to not tell Dean anything now, but we could do it after the hunt. I had rechecked my guns atleast 10 times to make sure it wasn’t jammed.

We walked through the jungle looking for the wolf, but it had seemed like hours had passes but we still had no clue where it was.

I still don’t know how I saw but I did, the werewolf was standing behind Dean, it had raised its claw to strike at my brother but I pushed my brother put of the way and felt it claws go deep in my stomach.

Dean’s PoV

I saw in astonishment as my little sister pushed me out of the way and the werewolf impaled her in stomach. I raised my gun and shot him straight in the heart, the werewolf fell down with a thud.

I looked down at my little sister who was bleeding from the stomach profusely, I picked her up and put her head in my lap, I then felt Sam and Dad running towards us.

“De it hurts a lot ” she cried “Shhhh sweetheart, don’t worry everything is going to be okay you are going to live and we are going to talk about cutting Sammy’s hair in sleep and well pranking people and making them annoyed”

My sister shook her head and coughed and I saw the blood trickle out of her mouth so I wiped it away with my thumb “ I am not going to make it, I know it” she croaked “No y/n/n don’t you dare say that ”, Sam said in a crying voice “ you our baby sister we need to here, I love you so much” “You heard Sam sweetheart, you can’t go we need you here:

But she ignored us and then asked in a croaked voice “Was I a good sister? ” And then both me and Sam just broke, both of us had tears running down our check so we each grabbed her hand I said

“oh yes sweetie, you are amazing sister and I love you so so so much” I then looked at my dad who was standing with an emotionless expression. Y/n looked at all of us “ I love you. ALL OF you I am going to miss you and I am glad I saved you dean”

Saying this my baby sister took her last breaths and then her head just fell sideways, he beautiful eyes were now not looking at anything. So I put an arm around Sam and pulled him close and cradled my baby sister in my other arm. Oh god I will never see her smile, never kiss her while she was sleeping, never see her taking care of us, never take care of her she is just gone.

My father then came next to us and said “I am sorry baby girl please come back”

And at that time all we wanted was our little baby sister to come back but I knew she wouldn’t listen because she can’t, thinking about this we cried and screamed at the sky above us.

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Supernatural 12x03 - Mary leaves

Sister fic

Warnings - angst, swearing, fluff

Characters- Mary Winchester,Dean Winchester,Sam Winchester, Sister Winchester

DEAN’S POV

“i just need a little time.” Her voice rang sharp in the bunker and left us all stunned. Mom wanted to leave us. Mom wanted to leave me. I felt Y/n hitched her breath and tried to control a sob. She hid behind me like she was a little girl again. Mom looked at me with wide eyes and came to comfort me but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let her touch me instead I looked back at the floor hoping for the ground to open up and swoop me in. She picked up Dad’s journal and walked towards Sam.

“I love you.” She said “All of you.”

She looked at Y/n and smiled which she returned half heatedly. She turned her back and walked out of the door. The noise which the door made was unbearable. It sounded like something me was abandoning me. It was the same sound I had heard numerous times when Dad left to go on a hunt Knowing very well that both my siblings would comfort me I walked back into my room.

Y/N’S POV

I watched as my eldest brother ran back to his room. I knew how he felt, he adored mom. She was a woman that he had always put on a pedestal and the pedestal was so high and so sacred that no one could match up to it. I looked back at Sam who was still staring at the door with which Mary had recently departed and suddenly the big sister mode in me kicked in and I walked towards my taller though younger brother and hugged him tightly from behind and as soon as I had hugged him a dam broke from within Sam and he started sobbing earnestly in my arms. I lowered him on the floor and let him sob out his broken heart.

“Why?” “Why on earth did she leave us?” he bawled

i shushed him gently and planted a kiss on his head.

“She just needs some time Sammy, that’s all.”

“Y/n/n, you and I both know that is bullshit! Why are we never enough for anybody?” saying that my younger brother started bawling again and all i could to comfort him was hold him tight and that’s what i did.

After an hour or so of crying, he was so exhausted that he went to sleep right there. Knowing that I would not be able to move him without waking him up I gently moved out from under his head and went to fetch his blanket and pillow. I placed the pillow under his head and tucked the blanket around. When I stood up my twin was standing there with his red rimmed eyes. He sighed in an exhaustive fashion and went back to his room quietly.

I knew Dean. I knew his emotions and his facial expressions. I knew everything about him. I was his twin. it was both of our jobs to look after Sammy. I dabbed his knee after a hunt and he dabbed my head. So I knew not approach him but the concern part in me just wouldn’t give up. So I went up to his room and entered without knocking. Dean was sitting on the ground with silent tears rolling down his face.

“You know you are exactly like Mom.” he said in a hoarse voice. “But the only difference is that you take care.”

“Dean..” I stared but he interrupted loudly.

“No Y/n/n! Just No! I am sick and tired of people who are supposed to act like our bloody parents but have just given up on the job. First it was Dad and now it’s Mom. And i am tired of making excuses for them. I am tired of not only their lies but I am tired of lying to myself. I am just tired.” With that he banged his hand on the floor and his head at the edge of the bed.

DEAN’S POV

After breaking down in front of my sister I wiped away my tears angrily. I watched as she walked and sat down next to me. I expected her to again reassure me that things weren’t the way I was perceiving them but she just picked up my hand kissed the back of it. I looked at her and saw that she was on the verge of breaking down. Y/n NEVER breaks down but now I was seeing it before my eyes as she put her hand on her mouth and as her breath hitched. She put her head on my shoulder and started crying quietly.

The feeling I experienced is what people call “heart break”. I was angry at seeing my little sister in pain. I was angry at my mom because she had caused this pain. She had put the burden on my shoulders as well as hers and now I could see she was tired too.

“Why don’t they love us?” she asked quietly.

And there it was, the question each of us were looking an answer to. So I closed my eyes kissed her forehead deeply. I loved her and my brother so much and I was tired of the world for hurting us.

“Hey Kiddo.” I said gently

“Don’t cry. We will get past this as we have each other. The three of us are a team and I am so proud of you for looking out for us. But sometimes you need to take care of yourself too. So come on now you and I are bunking together.”

I helped her get in my bed and wiped away her tears with my thumb. I climbed on the other side and pulled her closer. I started stroking her gently so she would calm down. I could still see that she was crying. She suddenly turned and around and kissed me on the cheek.

“I love you Dean. You are the best brother ever”

At that my eyes pricked with tears. The happy ones and I kissed her head.

“I love you too kiddo. You are the sweetest twin ever” She smiled at that and turned away to face her side.

“Come on now sleep! We have to pull a prank at 6′4 monster who is sleeping on the floor tonight before he wakes up in the morning. “

She chuckled at that and closed her eye.

We will be fine as long as we have each other.

THE END !!

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introvertedbookwormsstuff

6 years ago

A Secret Something

Summary - You and Dean had been best friends ever since you were kids. Now that you were both 16 and your fathers were hunting together more and more often it made sense for you, Dean and Sam to all stay with eachother and attend school while they worked jobs nearby. Two teenagers, best friends, living together, some newfound attraction and two scary hunter dads. What could go wrong?

Pairings - Dean x Reader

Warnings - Swearing, drinking, smut, fluff

Part Three

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Almost an hour later you both stumbled through the front door of the motel room telling eachother to be quiet as you both fell around laughing at nothing in particular. Making your way to the counter you poured two glasses of water for the both of you and put them on the bed side table while Dean had starfished fully clothed on top of your bed.

Pulling at his leg and calling out his name you tried and failed to get him to move so you took off his shoes for him and went about taking off your Jeans and pulling out your bra from the sleeves leaving you in a top and panties.

Climbing over Dean so that you were sat ontop of him you pulled at his jacket trying to rouse him “De move your ass” You moaned at him causing him sit up “I’m up, i’m up” He moaned with his eyes still shut, he opened them lazily to find you sat straddling him unzipping his jacket. Looking down and then up at you very slowly with a cheeky grin before settling on your face “Hey sweetheart what you doing there?”

“Nothing, it’s bed time” You smiled at him knowing exactly what he was thinking continuing to coax his jacket over his arms, once he was freed he placed his hand softly on your back and leaned his face closer towards yours. His nose rubbing yours ever so slightly as the green of his eyes looked straight into yours, he was so close you could feel his breath on your lips.

He didn’t move any further than this, his hand pressed firmer into your back and his eyes simply looked into yours seeking permission. Suddenly the affects of the alcohol seemed to dissapear as he looked at you like this with such intentsity and almost fear? His wide green eyes didn’t hold any of his cocky confidence anymore, he simply looked vulnerable to you as though he was scared of what your reaction would be.

Seeing the innocence in his eyes stirred something deep inside you. He was looking at you like he wanted you. He wasn’t just after a drunken kiss and grind, he wanted to kiss you.

Your chest was beating heavy as you looked back at him and it just stirred you on, you wanted him. Not just as a drunken kiss and grind, you wanted him back.

Courage washed over you as you leaned forward meeting his lips with yours. He groaned into you almost immediately as he reciprocated the kiss, starting slow your lips moved soft against eachother until he licked your lower lip seeking permision to enter causing you to hum into his mouth as you allowed him. Grabbing you tighter pushing his chest to yours his hands moved down your sides gripping your waist he lifted his hips grinding up into you making you cry out for him.

After what felt like hours you lifted your head up trying to find some air to fill your lungs, he kissed down your neck hungrily. His stubble scratching you ever so slightly as his hands moved up and down your sides, lifting your top so that he could stroke the soft skin there. His rough hands moving down over your hips squeezing you as he groaned in pleasure that you weren’t wearing any trousers.

Leaning away from him you ran your hands greedily down the muscles on his chest and sides before grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head throwing it to the side.

Looking up at him his eyes were hazy from the drink but they were darker with hunger his lips soft and plump from kissing you, he looked at you as though you were the only thing that he could see and it made you burn with desire for him. Pulling off your top you saw his eyes go down to your chest and his jaw drop before his lips were there kissing every inch of you he could reach.

Overwhelmed with pleasure he squeezed you tight and flipped you onto your back so that he was sat in between your legs. Eyeing you up his hands traveled across your stomach and up to your breasts before he leaned down to kiss you there taking a bud in his mouth licking it softly as your hands found his hair to pull on, the new sensation overwhelming you.

“De that feels so good” You breathed out to him as he moaned back in appreciation before stepping off the bed to take off his trousers eyeing you carefully. Looking straight back at him drawing your tongue against your lower lip you couldn’t help but let out a small whine as you saw his naked bow legs leading up to his black boxers which could barely contain his hardness.

He smiled at your response, the hunger growing stronger in him as he crawled over you pulling his hands through your hair kissing you passionately as your hands raked down his back and your legs wrapped around him pulling him down to you desperate to find any kind of friction. Groaning in response he pulled back suddenly, his eyes growing wide as he took a sharp breath in “Fucking hell sweetheart”

His barely covered penis was running over your folds through your underwear and the sensations were almost too much, he ran two fingers over them swearing as he found them soaking wet from a mixture of the both of you.

You both stopped for a moment breathing heavily, his hand waiting over your underwear his eyes looking your face over as he moved to kiss the inside of your leg softly. While you wanted Dean so bad in that moment fear started to wash over you.

No one had touched you the way that he had already done and now he was asking for more. You trusted him with your whole heart but you’d only recently started touching yourself and the idea of him doing that just felt so overwhelming.

Taking in a breath you sat yourself up facing him your fingers tracing his jawline “De i don’t know” you shook your head slightly looking down feeling almost embarrassed as he cupped your cheek and rubbed his thumb over it forcing you to look up to him with a soft expression over his face “Sweetheart do you want to stop?” You nodded slowly before letting out a small apology.

“Y/N that’s okay don’t say sorry! Baby i wouldn’t want to make you do something you don’t want to do. This is fast for me too.” Chuckling to himself he leaned down before kissing you gently on the lips making you smile into him “It’s late why don’t we just get some sleep?”

Smiling up at him you were so thankful that somebody this sweet cared about you, moving over to allow him space you led yourself underneath the covers facing him as he joined you. You both smiled into eachother as you shared soft kisses, your fingertips outlined his stubble and his thumb ran softly over your hip.

Chuckling to yourself you whispered into his lips “Guess dad was right that guys only want one thing” this earned a groan from him as his eyes went wide with fear. “He’s going to kill me, he’s actually going to kill me”

Laughing loudly at his response you tried to stroke his cheek “Oh yeah we are never telling them about this! We’re just going to have to pretend that nothings going on” Smiling up at you he kissed your nose.

“So is this something then?” He questioned quietly a cocky grin running over his lips as he waited eagerly for your response. Questioning his face for a second you bit your lip before responding “I think maybe it could be something, but a secret something!” Dean nodded in response before you both laughed and his hands found your face kissing you deeply before you both fell asleep cuddled up into eachother.

It was the best nights sleep you’d had in months, the sweet mix of too much alcohol and Deans protective arms wrapped around you had you dreaming of sweet things. The smell of his hair gel and leather settled in you as you nestled back into him.

Opening your eyes you were thankful for the glass of water you placed wating for you the night before, your throat was so dry it felt like you were going to choke. Downing almost the entire glass you noticed that your head had a low buzz from the slight hangover and you groaned in annoyance before checking the time.

10.50am.

“Shit, oh shit! Dean get up! Sammy’s going to be back any minute get your ass out of bed!” Rolling over you rocked his arm back and forth, he moved up to grab your wrist with both hands instinctively stopping you until he realised it was you “What, what’s going on?”

Blinking his eyes open he groaned and rubbed his palm to his forehead, his hangover was evidently kicking in and you let yourself laugh a little at him as you ran around the bed looking for your clothes.

“De it’s almost 11 Sammy’s coming through that door any second and our clothes are thrown around the room, get your ass out of bed!”

Your tone was filled with panic which made Dean look up and pay attention to you. However you were standing by the bed with the only clothing on being your panties as you pulled up your jeans still unsure of where your bra was. The sight clearly distracted him as he lost his train of thought and sat there smiling at you biting his lip until you clapped your hands infront of his face.

“De i’m serious please help me” You begged him pulling out your puppy dog eyes as he looked at you and apologised standing up and handing you your bra that was next to his side of the bed. He was standing there in his tight black boxers he’d fallen asleep in which were now made evidently tighter by his morning wood. Taking the bra thanking him you gestured to his underwear tilting your head unamused “C’mon De seriously?”

“Oh yeah, uhh, morning, sorry” He gave you a small shrug with a side smile leaning down to help pick up the mess before he found some jeans for himself. After the panic of waking up late settled from you you poured out two mugs of coffee for you both to be greeted by two large hands wrapping around your waist and a soft kiss landing on your neck.

“Good morning sweetheart” he murmered into you as you twisted around to meet him, your eyes creasing from the smile he’d just planted on your face. “Good morning yourself” You smiled at him reaching your arms over his neck pulling him down to you kissing him softly, smiling against your lips he kissed you back slightly harder until you were pulling your hands through his hair and his fingertips were dragging into your hips pressing you into him.

You wished that you could stay just like this, just like you two for the whole weekend but ofcourse it had to end. The rattle of the keys in the front door broke you both apart, Dean sitting down at the kitchen table rapidly in an attempt to hide his erection and you turning your back to the door allowing your flushed skin to go down before Sammy walked in.

For the next week this is how you two survived, stealing kisses in the few moments that you could before breaking away as soon as you had started trying to leave no evidence behind. Stealing touches and having silent conversations growing more and more frustrated that Sammy was always there.

Thank god that he was too young to pick up on what was going, you could swear that at some points the sexual tension between you two was strong enough to cut with a knife. Even navigating the kitchen became dangerous as Dean would pass behind you holding his hand to your hip and you’d both freeze involuntarily for a moment just feeling eachother neither of you getting what you both craved.

Deans showers had become more frequent and yours had become longer. A fact that he had definitely noticed, his jaw dropping at you eyes full of lust as you left the bathroom with a cheeky grin looking bashful and ignoring eye contact with him laughing to yourself.

The only time you got to actually be with eachother was when you could steal eachother at school. Sitting on the field sharing small kisses and holding hands navigating through the hallways. Not having to hide your relationship was so freeing and to have Dean actually want to hold your hand and be romantic enough to kiss your cheek without any embarassement made you feel invincible. This strong macho teenager who was rough and masculine was acting so soft and carefree as though this new relationship that you had started just seemed to stir something kind in him and lighten that load that he carried on his shoulders.

He was happy because he was with you and god if that wasn’t the best feeling in the world.

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