Can you do an imagine where the reader has a huge crush on Dean but he always bullies her and hits her he treats her like a boy and she gets pissed after a hunt why is up to you and she gets so mad and cries and something love UR imagines!!
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Hi. I’m really sorry about the wait! But I hope you like this, although I felt the ending was a bit weak.
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You gazed up at Dean. “You did a seriously good job of taking down those vamps. I could never take down that many at once.”
“Maybe if you didn’t slack off during training all the time, you’d stand a chance,” he replied.
“Dean,” Sam said reproachfully as you flushed, ducking your head in shame.
“I’m just telling it like it is, Sammy. Now let’s get in the car and go back to the bunker.” When you didn’t move straight away, Dean grabbed your shoulder and shoved you towards the car.
As the Impala sped off, you hunched down in the back seat, letting the music and conversation wash over you.
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“I thought that hunt went pretty well,” Dean announced, striding into the bunker and dropping his bag onto the floor. “Although it could’ve gone better if certain people pulled their weight.”
Something in you snapped. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Dean Winchester?”
“Excuse me?” he answered.
“Y/N,” Sam began.
You cut him off. “Could you please give Dean and I a minute?” Sam nodded and walked out of the room, glancing back at you in concern.
“Why are you like this with me?” you demanded, angrily brushing away the tears that were spilling down your face.
“Are you crying?” Dean asked in astonishment.
“Yes, Dean, I’m crying. Because I’m HUMAN. You know what else humans do? They make mistakes! But that doesn’t give you the right to criticise every little thing I do!”
“Y/N -”
“No. I don’t want to hear it,” you interrupted. A harsh laugh escaped you. “You know what the worst part is? You always pick on me, and shove me, and make snide remarks about me. But despite all that, I like you, Dean. I’ve got a big, stupid crush on you. Not that it matters, because you apparently haven’t realised that I’m not one of the guys!”
“Look -”
“I’m not finished!” you yelled in a shrill voice. “All I ever do is try to impress you, earn your respect. But all you ever do is treat me like shit. But I keep trying, and I hate myself for it!”
“Y/N, please just listen to me,” Dean pleaded. “I only treat you like that because I’m trying to protect you!”
“What kind of fucked up logic is that, Winchester?” you whispered fiercely.
“I admit, it’s stupid. But you shouldn’t be hunting! It’s dangerous, Y/N!”
“You think I don’t realise that?”
“Apparently not, because you still do it!” he exclaimed.
“So do you!” you yelled back.
“But I don’t want you getting hurt because I’m in love with you!” he burst out.
“You - what?” You didn’t know how to continue. Dean had completely thrown you off with this latest revelation.
“I’m in love with you,” he repeated. “And like an idiot, I thought that if I made you think you sucked at hunting, you’d give it up and you could be safe. I was wrong, okay? But I was only trying to protect you!”
“Dean, if you want to protect me, teach me to throw knives, or shield me from monsters or something,” you explained. “But this? Making me feel like shit? That’s only going to hurt me more, just in different ways.”
“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he murmured, stepping towards you.
“I’m sure you are, Dean,” you told him, taking a step back. “But don’t just think that we can kiss and make up and all this can be forgotten. If you want to put this behind us, then you need to sort yourself out and start treating me with respect.” Dean smiled. “What?”
“It’s just, that’s exactly why I love you. You don’t take shit from anyone.”
“Yeah, well, I’ve put up with plenty from you in the past. But that stops now. You have to prove yourself to me.”
“Deal.”
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