becky x chuck

That Weird Becky Girl - Chuck x Reader

Character: Chuck Shurley

Word Count: 651

“Could I request a Chuck Shurley reader insert where the reader is jealous of his relationship with Becky but she decides to prove that he could have someone better (aka reader) by showing up with Sam? Maybe some fluff/smut follows or whatever works”

A/N: The request was a little unclear, so I apologize if this isn’t what you wanted.

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Hold On and Wait

Pairing: Chuck x Reader

Theme Song: She Waits by Louden Swain

Word Count: 1,015

Warnings: Language, Angst, Sexual References

A/N: This is my first one-shot so bear with me! Feedback is really important to me, so let me know what you think!

Tagging: @deanscherrypie, @winchesterwhisper, @readingissupernatural

*Not My Gif

“Look, I’m sorry Y/N.” Chuck tried to console you.

“No you’re not,” you snipped back, “You know how we are supposed to be and you’ve completely ignored it.”

He got closer to you and spoke in a frustrated voice.

“You know exactly what happens if we carry out our relationship! I won’t let that happen to you.”

“It’s not like I’m dying, Chuck!”

“Oh my God, Y/N! You literally almost died! By your brother for that matter! We mess up and you become unprotected and Dean finds you!”

“He’s my brother, I’ll talk to him!” You tried to convince yourself, that that was true.

“We both know that’s not what happens.”

“Whatever Chuck. I thought I was actually important to you.”

“Are you serious? I’ve doing nothing but try to avoid you, so you don’t almost die. Because God, I want you Y/N, I want you so bad.” He grabbed your shoulders and brought you closer, “I love you and you know it but I can’t- won’t let you go through what follows.”

He was a good man, you loved him, you wanted to be with him. You wanted to be happy with him, but it seemed that once you really became something, everything would crash down around you.

“I wanna kiss you so bad right now.” You whispered and he smiled.

Then you heard someone’s voice that you never wanted to hear again.

“Chucky!” Becky walked through the door followed by Sam. Chuck immediately backed away from you.

“Hey, Becky.” He said her name nervously. You backed up in time but that still didn’t spare you the dirty look you received from Becky. You looked at Chuck, his eyes whispered an apology but you were too angry to even care a little bit.

You looked at Sam, who knew you wanted to get out of here.

“Well, I’m glad we could help with whatever this whole weird situation was, but Y/N and I really have to go and continue with what we were working on before.”

Chuck gave you a stern look knowing that you didn’t tell him about searching for Dean. You didn’t tell him because you knew he would try and stop you. It’s indirectly the whole reason why you’re in this mess.

You quietly agreed with Sam as Chuck’s eyes burned a whole through your skull then said your goodbye and started walking out the door.

You heard Becky’s shrilling voice, “What’s the matter with her?” No one answered her. You paused a bit before leaving, thinking about giving Chuck one final look over.

You turned around briefly and lo and behold he was still looking at you. His facial expressions softer than before. You turned back around and finally left. You sat in Sam’s car and Sam came out shortly after.

“Y/N, don’t beat yourself up about this. Chuck is just doing what he thinks is best for you. Now, I don’t know what Dean supposedly is going to do to you, but it doesn’t sound like something we want to find out.”

“Sam, I don’t really wanna talk about it. The feeling of not being able to be with the one person you belong with isn’t the best feeling in the world AND to top it all off he doesn’t have the fucking balls to stand up to Becky! She scares him!”

“She scares everyone.” Sam tried joking around.

“Now is not the time to talk about you guys being married alright?”

“Too far, Y/N.”

“Come on Sam! This is more serious than we think it is.”

“I know, I know. I just don’t know how to be the funny one I guess.”

“No, leave that to Dean.”

“We don’t have any leads on him.”

“Yeah, but at least we’re closer than we were before. Like I said… we find Crowley, we find Dean. At this point it’ll be easier to find Crowley.”

"We need Chuck.”

“Why? He’s busy right now.”

“He can see the future Y/N! He can probably see Dean!”

“He said he hasn’t!”

“He’s lying.”

“Why would he be lying Sammy?”

“I don’t know, it just seems weird that he can see everything except for Dean. Right?”

You stayed quiet because he was right, it didn’t add up.

“Okay, but I’m not going back in there until she leaves.”

“Fine.”

You pulled out of the driveway and tucked yourselves into an alleyway. Eventually she left, you wondered what they were doing in there but tucked that thought right back into the back of your mind. You both got out of the car and walked through the back door. Chuck was sitting on his couch, trying to sleep.

Fully dressed… good…

“Oh my God! You guys really need to learn how to knock! It’s ridiculous!” He yelled as he got up and headed to the kitchen, “Anyone want a drink?”

“No thanks.” You and Sam answered in unison.

“Good, more for me.” He slurred as he tipped the bottle of vodka into his mouth.

“How come you can’t see Dean?” Sam got straight to the point.

“I don’t know Sam, I wish I did so you two would stop asking me.” He took another giant swig.

“Chuck, you can see everything else but him. Can’t you see our problem?” You asked calmly.

“No, because you guys keep nagging me! If you’re so keen on finding him,” He looked directly at you, “which I’m sure you are. Why don’t you go out and do it by yourself. Leave me out of it. He’s dangerous, and if I go picking through my brain it’s like poking the bear! He doesn’t want to be found! The last thing I saw was him leaving a note, not to go after him, am I right?”

“Chu-” Sam started, but Chuck cut him off.

“No! Dean was a guy not to mess with before he was a demon! I sure as hell ain’t messing with him now!” He started, walking away.

“Where are you going?”

“To go die!” he yelled as he walked up the stairs.