can you do one where Garth thinks that reader (dean's girlfriend) is really pretty, so he tries to chat her up and things without knowing that he's flirting with dean's girlfriend. and dean gets jealous and possessive and its really really fluffy. (not smut haha ^-^)
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Hi. I’m so sorry that I took forever to write this! I honestly starting writing it last night, but I didn’t get to finish it because some IDIOT in my geography class decided that it was beneath him to do his section of a group assignment so I had to finish it all at the least minute and I didn’t have time to finish this. But I hope you guys like it!
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You circled the block for the third time, and you could sense the frustration radiating in waves out from Dean, your boyfriend. The three of you had come out to this little suburban neighbourhood after Sam had read of a few strange happenings in an online newspaper article. But now that you had driven out here, it seemed as though another death had taken place and as a result, Dean couldn’t find anywhere to park Baby amongst all the police cars and curious neighbours.
“Damn it,” Dean muttered under his breath, hitting the steering wheel with the palm of his right hand.
“Just go park further down,” Sam advised. “Y/N and I can get out here and we’ll wait for you.”
“Yeah, I think we’re gonna have to do that,” Dean answered, a scowl on his face as he slowed down to let you out. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
“Alright,” you answered, opening up the door of the backseat. Just before you stepped out, you turned back to face Dean. “Hey, it doesn’t matter. Soon enough, this case will be sorted out and we can go back home, where you won’t have to worry about having no parking spaces.”
Dean’s expression softened as he returned your smile. “I know. I guess I’m just kind of pissed that all these people are going to get in the way of our investigation.”
As Dean drove off to park the Impala, you looked around at the people assembled outside the crime scene tape surrounding the house. “Oh, God,” you moaned. “They’ve already called in a real detective. We’re going to have to do some serious damage control.” You nodded your head towards a skinny guy who looked out of place in a suit.
“Hang on a minute,” Sam began. “Is that…Garth?” At the sound of Sam’s voice, the skinny guy turned around, his face breaking in a grin as he saw Sam.
“Sam! Long time no see!” he exclaimed, pulling Sam into a bear hug. Sam awkwardly reached up to pat Garth on the back while you looked on in amusement. Sam did give out hugs, but this guy was much more enthusiast about the whole institution than anyone you’d ever met before.
“Um, Garth, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Garth, an old hunting buddy of ours,” Sam said once Garth had pulled away.
“It’s nice to meet you,” you said politely, offering a hand which Garth eagerly shook.
“I’m just going to go talk to some of the witnesses,” Sam told you, putting a hand on your shoulder. “You and Garth wait here for Dean, alright?” You nodded in response, turning back to Garth as Sam disappeared into the crowd.
“You know,” Garth began, “you’re really pretty.”
“Oh, thanks,” you replied, a faint blush gracing your cheeks.
“It must hurt,” he said.
“I-what?” You were baffled at his choice of words.
“I mean when you fell from Heaven. Because you’re an angel. I mean, you’re so pretty that you look like an angel…I’m not doing a very good job of this, am I?” He looked so innocent in that moment that you felt your heart melt a little.
“Garth, it was very sweet. But I’m not interested. Sorry. I’m actually in a relationship with -”
“Me,” Dean’s cold voice cut in. You looked up as a placed a protective arm around you, clearly back from parking Baby. “So no, she definitely isn’t interested.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Garth gushed, almost tripping over himself in an attempt to apologise. “I didn’t mean to offend either of you. I didn’t realise. But I’m really sorry -”
“Garth,” you interrupted. “It’s fine. You didn’t know. But would you mind just excusing the two of us for a minute?” Garth nodded, visibly relieved at being pardoned. You pulled Dean by the arm, waiting until you were out of earshot of Garth before saying, “What the hell was that?”
“He was hitting on you!” Dean burst out in indignation.
“Yeah, I realise that,” you told him. “But it’s not like he’s some sleazy guy in a bar. Garth honestly seems like a really sweet guy.”
“That’s beside the point,” Dean retorted.
“Actually, you know what? I get it now,” you answered, suddenly realising what had gotten under your boyfriend’s skin. “This wasn’t about me, was it? This was about you. You were jealous.”
“That’s ridiculous,” he scoffed.
“I agree,” you replied. “But that doesn’t make my theory any less plausible. I just don’t get why you’re jealous. I mean, you and I? We’re tight. I really think there’s something between us that I’ve never felt with anyone else. So I honestly don’t get why you’re worried.”
Dean took a deep breath. “Y/N…it’s just…I keep thinking you’re going to wake up one morning and think, ‘Why am I even with this guy? Why aren’t I in a relationship without all this baggage and extra crap?’ And I worry that one day, you’ll act on those thoughts.” There was a slight tremor in his voice, and even though he was standing tall, you could detect a slight hunching of his shoulders, as though he was trying to fold in on himself as a form of protection.
You reached up, cupping the palms of your hands around his cheeks. “Hey,” you whispered, holding his face in place so he had to meet your eyes, “I’m not going anywhere. You know why?” He shook his head, a cue for you to continue. “Because I love you. And yeah, maybe some days we have to work harder at our relationship than others. But that’s what love is. You take all the crap, and baggage and stress and you keep going, because it’s worth it. You’re worth it, Dean. And don’t you ever, for one second, think otherwise.”
“I guess I don’t really have any reason to be jealous, then, huh?” he said, laughing nervously. You grinned, going up on tiptoes to place a light kiss on his lips.
“Now you’re getting it.”
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Thanks for reading! Sorry for the lack of updates. But last night I had the geography thing, and on Saturday I saw TFIOS. It broke me. But it was incredible, a brilliant adaptation.
Anyway, please don’t repost without giving credit! And requests will HOPEFULLY be open again in a couple of weeks.