Prompt: Y/N and Dean are dating but get into a fight that results in Y/N storming out, stealing the keys to the Impala and going on a solo hunt. When Y/N gets back Dean is furious until he sees what she looks like.
Pairing: Dean X Reader (Sam X Reader friendship)
Word count: 940 words
A/N: This is my first one shot (not requested) so tell me what you think and feel free to request anything!
You slammed the bunker door and without a seconds hesitation stalked over to the Impala, hopped in and set off driving. How the hell did he think he could talk to you like that!? Okay so you had dropped your lighter and nearly got Sam killed, and yes you felt horrible but Dean had gone too far.
You looked over into the passenger seat where your hunting gear was sat. You knew where you were going. You needed to hunt to clear your head and lucky for you, Sam had been researching a spirit in East Texas and had left all the research open in the library. You figured you could drive there, simply salt and burn then stay over and drive back. Sounded to you like enough time for Dean to get his shit together.
Okay so maybe the salt and burn hadn’t be as simple as you would have hoped. Turned out the spirit really didn’t want to leave, so long story short you now had a large gash down your forearm, a sprained ankle and one massive head ache.
You pulled the Impala into the parking space outside your motel room and gentley hoped out, trying not to put weight on your ankle. You winced as you grabbed your bag and walked into the room. You walked into the bathroom after dumping your stuff on the bed. You peeled off your clothes and hopped into the shower.
Back at the bunker Dean was losing his mind. Sam was getting annoyed that his brother blamed you when it was his fault you had left. He didn’t agree with what Dean had said to you and didn’t understand why Dean was giving you such a hard time.
“Where is she? Goddamn it Y/N answer your phone!” Dean said as he slammed his fist into the table.
“Dude, you need to calm down.” Sam said as he walked into the room. “She can look after herself, she’ll be fine, Dean.”
Back at the motel you had stitched up your arm and wrapped your ankle but could do nothing about the bruise’s forming under your eye and jaw. You sighed and decided to call it a night. You were exhausted so you were asleep before your head even hit the pillow.
The next morning you got up early and hit the road first thing. You didn’t want to see Dean yet but new if you left it any longer he would hot wire a car and come looking for you and his precious baby. You also owed Sam an apology for almost getting him killed.
You drove all the way through only stopping once for gas. Soon you were pulling up in front of the familiar place you now called home. You sat there in the car for a few minutes not quite wanting to face a pissed Dean yet. After about 5 minutes you got up and walked up to the door. You took a deep breath before slowly opening the door and walking into the familiarity of the bunker.
“Where the hell have you!- what happened?” Dean’s mood changed in a matter of seconds as he took in your beat up appearance. Your jacket sleeve was ripped so the bandage over the gash was showing, the bandage around your ankle was showing over the top of your boot and your bruises were looking slightly darker than the had been yesterday. You dropped your bags, snapping Dean out of his trance.
He took a few steps until he was standing in front of you. He reached a hand up to your face but you shrugged him off and went to walk past him.
“Hey Y/N, you okay?” Sam asked as he walked in he looked over the scene in front of him before he took in your various injuries. You nodded at him and he walked out again deciding it was better to let you two figure it out.
As you went to start walking away again, Dean caught your uninjured arm and spun you round to face him. You looked up into his dazzling green eyes that were filled with worry all the anger extinguished. You held you gaze hard as you waited to hear what he had to say.
“Look I’m sorry I over reacted over the last hunt, its just… I can’t lose you or Sammy and I came so close to losing you both.. I-I just didn’t know what to do. I’m sorry.” He reached a hand to awkwardly scratch the back of his neck.
You thought over what he had just said and you knew it was true, family was everything to Dean. You sighed and ran you hand through your hair “I suppose I can forgive you on one condition, I get to drive baby whenever and where ever I want all month.” You said with a cheeky smile. He chuckled lowly and gave you a lopsided grin.
“If it means I don’t have to sleep alone tonight then deal.” He said holding out his hand for you to shake. You ignored his hand and pulled him down for a kiss.