Hold on to this Moment Forever (Cinderella AU Pt. 3)
Dean x Reader
Word Count: 2,829
Summary: Alright people’s here is part 3!! I got carried away so therefore it got kinda long and sorry about that, I didn’t want to leave anything important out!! I hope you enjoy! There will be a part 4 soon to come :D
You woke with a sudden start, the memories jumping away from the tip of your tongue as you sat up quickly in the bed. You looked around the corners of the bedroom, genuinely surprised that you hadn’t woken up in the concrete room.
The dream felt so real. You could almost remember the heat of the flames and the warm water on your back. You swore for a minute that you actually did have memories of Dean carefully removing the patches of dirt on your skin you couldn’t seem to do yourself. It all felt like real memories, but the way he treated you with such kindness and compassion conflicted entirely with the memories you had of him beating and torturing you.
Only one of them could be real. Only one version of Dean was real. He was either your worst nightmare, or the best man you ever knew.
You noticed Dean sitting on the edge of your bed, a gentle smile on his mouth as he caught your eye. There was a sincerity about him that made you feel at peace, even despite all that he had done to you.
The pit in your stomach subsided for a moment and you allowed him to place his hand over yours. It was large, his fingers dipping onto the edges of the bed, covering completely over yours. He curled his fingers under your palm, squeezing your hand lightly and you winced involuntarily. You knew he felt it, but he didn’t say anything. He only pulled his hand back, holding it in his lap as if he had burned himself.
“You’re afraid of me, aren’t you?” Dean asked carefully, unable to meet your eyes.
“Good job, Y/N.” Dean exhaled out of relief, watching you proudly as you walked up to him. The shirt you wore was bloody while his wasn’t even stained. Your heart was still racing and you could feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins.
“Thanks.” You said, still pumped. A demon had found you and Dean while you were taking a walk and you hadn’t actually killed a demon because of Sam and Dean’s protectiveness. They had taken you in a year ago and they said you couldn’t hunt because it was dangerous. You accepted it at first - but now, a year later, you wanted to help them. They were okay with it. When the demon had found you and Dean, Dean tied it to a tree hurriedly. Since you were what he called a hunter in training, or something, he let you kill it. Of course he stood only a few feet away, ready to jump in if something happened.
“You’re definitely a natural.” He winked and ruffled your hair while putting his arm around your shoulder, avoiding the blood on your shirt. “Let’s clean this up.”