Can you do one where reader, Dean and Sam have been working together for a little while reader is staying with them at the bunker, she really cares about Dean but recently he has been ignoring her or nasty if he does talk to her she just let's it go until finally he says something really hurtful mean( maybe calls her pathetic or a burden) she breaks down finally. Sam confronts Dean knowing Dean cares about her you end how you like
Hi! I’m sorry this took so long but I just hope it’s worth the wait!
It does have a couple of instances of swearing so just be aware of that!
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“Dean?” you asked, poking your head around his bedroom door.
“What is it now?” he answered, annoyance evident in his tone.
“Um, well, Sammy was just going to go out to pick up some things and he wanted me to ask you if you wanted anything.”
“Tell Sam I want pie,” he replied shortly.
Things had been like this for a few days now. Every time you were near Dean or tried to speak to him, he would brush you off or just outright ignore you. It hadn’t always been like this and you wanted to know what had changed.
You hovered in the doorway, wondering how to question Dean about his recent treatment of you.
He glanced up and noticed that you were still there. “You can leave now,” he said coldly.
“Right,” you replied, hurrying from the room.
“What did he say?” Sam asked.
“Pie,” you told him, stepping past him and moving towards your bedroom, blinking back tears.
“Hey, Y/N, are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me,” you said, shutting your bedroom door behind you.
Later that evening, you heard Sam return so you went out to grab some of the food he’d bought. When you got to the kitchen, Sam and Dean were discussing the latest case.
“You guys wanna fill me in?” you asked.
“So there’s this couple in Minnesota and they reported seeing -”
“No,” Dean cut in.
“What?” Sam asked in confusion.
“We’re not telling her about it.”
“Why not?” you demanded.
Dean turned to face you, the first time he’d looked directly at you in at least a week. “Do you really want to know? Alright. You’re a burden. You always make some stupid mistake and screw things up for us and Sam and I are always the ones who have to clean up after you. I want to keep you out of this so you can’t mess things up again.”
You took a step back, his words punching into you. “Is that really what you think?” you whispered.
“Yeah. It is. And you know what? Maybe you should just leave. Just go and live a normal life where careless mistakes won’t kill a bunch of people.”
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed. “What the hell, man? What’s wrong with you?”
“A lot of things, apparently,” you choked out, running for the comfort of your bedroom. You slammed your door shut and threw yourself down on the bed, your body heaving with sobs. Dean was one of your closest friends and if you were honest, you had feelings for him. Hearing him say those things about you was like a knife to your heart.
From the kitchen, you could hear the sounds of yelling and after a few minutes, footsteps approached your door.
“Go away, Sam,” you said in a muffled voice, not in the mood for his pity at the moment.
“Guess again,” Dean’s voice answered.
“Fuck off,” you whispered, unable to stand him being so close after what he’d just said.
“Look, I know I’m not your favourite person in the world right now -”
“That’s an understatement,” you scoffed.
“Can you just hear me out? Please?” he pleaded.
You rolled over to face him. “Fine. But you better talk quickly because I’m so not in the mood to deal with any more of your shit right now.”
“Y/N, I’m so sorry. It’s just…you can’t be a part of all this,” he stated.
“Dean, did anyone ever explain the concept of an apology to you? Because I don’t think you’ve quite mastered the art yet.”
“Just let me finish, alright? God, I have no idea how to explain this,” he began. “Alright. You can’t be a part of this because you might get hurt. You probably will. Almost definitely. This family is cursed, and I don’t want to bring you into that. I don’t want to have to lay flowers at your grave or hold your lifeless body in my arms. I figured if I could make you leave now, you’d be safe. And I know you’d never leave by choice, so I had to force you out.” Dean’s voice had caught halfway through his explanation and by the end, he was struggling to talk through the wall of tears.
“Why didn’t you just say any of that?” you asked. “Why didn’t you just tell me, instead of making me feel like crap?”
“Because I’m not good with the touchy-feely crap, alright? I really like you and I don’t want to see another woman I love die because of me!”
“Another woman you what?” you gasped.
Dean froze, as if only just realising what he’d said. “I…I love you. And I want to protect you. I have to protect you.”
“Dean,” you murmured, “keeping me out of things isn’t going to protect me. It’s only going to hurt me more. And what’s the point in denying yourself a shot at happiness just because there’s risk? You say the family business is about saving people, but maybe it’s time to save yourself. And you know what? The more you push people away, the more you’re letting the monsters win.”
“Do you really believe that?”
“I do, Dean. You have to trust me on this. Sure, protect me if you want. But let me protect myself, too.”
By now, the two of you had gotten so close that you could fell his breath ghosting over your features.
Dean cleared his throat. “You know, you never really responded to what I told you before.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The, uh, part where I said how I…how I feel about you,” he said awkwardly, unable to meet your eyes.
Your face broke into a grin. “Is Dean Winchester, the guy who hates chick flick moments, really asking me to respond to his profession of undying love for me?” you teased.
“Well, I wouldn’t put it that way but…I guess.”
Your smile softened. “Well, you’re in luck, Dean. Because I feel the same way,” you murmured, stretching up to press a lingering kiss to his cheek.
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Thanks for reading! That definitely wasn’t my best work, but it’s almost 11:30 at night and I don’t have time to do any more to it. Plus, I’m being assessed on a dance in PE tomorrow, so I really need to rest up.
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