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Can I have a Dean imagine!! We’re he is always mean to the reader and she gets mad and they start fighting Like really fighting hunter style but he hurts her and makes her cry and it's the first time He's seen her cry since the were small. An the reader should be a strong female tomboy who really loves Dean !!

Hi. I’m sorry about the wait. I hope this is what you were after!

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Ever since you were a kid, you had been with the Winchester boys. You remember being barely walking when your dad first dropped you off at Bobby’s house with Sam and Dean while he went off to hunt monsters with John Winchester. You would play soccer with them, and learn to shoot with them. You went to school with them and picked fights with them. You shared so many things with them, and as time went on, the loss of both your families was another thing added to the list of things you shared.

Sam and Dean had always taken care of you, standing up against bullies and kicking the butts of any guys who dared to break your heart. You were so close to the both of them, even if you and Dean spent half your time fighting. And although you’d never admit it, fighting with Dean was something you couldn’t live without. You loved him.

You strode out of your bedroom in the bunker, tying your hair back in a ponytail. This was one of the rare times when the three of you weren’t on a case, so you were able to relax in an old pair of track pants and a tank top. You couldn’t be happier that you didn’t have to wear any fake FBI outfits for a while. You despised getting all dressed up like that. You would much rather lounge about in oversized T-shirts and baggy pants.

“What’s up, Y/N,” Dean asked, sending a smirk in your direction as you walked into the library.

“Bite me, Winchester,” you replied.

“Ooh, someone’s grumpy!” he teased. He walked over to where you had sat down and tugged on your hair.

“Are you five or something?” you exclaimed, swatting his hands away. “Leave me alone!”

“Make me.” He grabbed hold of your hands, twisting them around. You stumbled out of your chair, trying to free yourself from his grasp. But his hands were clenched tightly around your wrists and you couldn’t get away.

“Get off me!” you demanded.

“You’re a hunter,” he responded. “Do it yourself.” You twisted your body around sharply, causing him to loosen his grip on you. You tackled him to the ground, pinning his arms with your knees and using your weight to hold him down.

“Gotcha,” you smirked.

“I don’t think so,” he answered back, flipping around so that he was the one holding you down. But as he pushed you down onto the floor, he shoved too hard, slamming your head against the floor. You cried out in pain, and Dean’s triumphant expression immediately changed to one of concern. “Shit! I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” You shook you head at him, tears springing to your eyes and leaking out of the corners.

“It really hurts,” you whimpered.

“I can tell,” he murmured. “I haven’t seen you cry since…God, it must’ve been when we were seven and you scraped your knee when you tried climbing that tree in the park.”

“It’s not like I make a habit of it,” you sniffled.

“I know. Come on,” Dean said, slowly pulling you up into a sitting position. “Let’s check out that head of yours.” He walked you over to a chair, gently setting you down and moving behind you to check the back of your head. “There’s a small bump there,” he told you. He pressed against it lightly. “Does this hurt?”

“Yes!” you exclaimed. Dean came around to crouch down in front of you.

“Is your vision blurry?” he asked seriously.

“No, Dean. It’s fine. I’m pretty sure I don’t have a concussion,” you stated. Dean didn’t move, remaining where he was and eyeing you carefully. “What?”

“Nothing,” he answered. “We’re just going to have to keep an eye on you. Make sure things don’t get worse.” He stayed crouched in front of you, reaching out to grab hold of your hands. He held onto them tightly, squeezing them comfortingly.

You leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you, Dean.”

“Anything for you.”

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