dean using his hell experiences to get through to sam

Friends with Benefits – Pt. 4

Summary: Dean Winchester and the reader been really good friends for ages, bad ass hunters and also friends with benefits. This takes place on season 11.

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2100+

Warnings: Comedy and some angst.

A/N: Hope you guys like it, feedback is so much appreciated as always. I did the entire editing by myself for the first time… Looking for guidelines and everything, hope the grammar is readable.  (Gif not mine)

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PARTS: 01, 02, 03

You couldn’t believe this witch had vanished into thin air. It was like she never actually lived on New Orleans. After longs hours of looking for Wallfire, Dean decided we’d get back to the bunker and look for a spell there. 

“Here,” Dean handles you his cell, “call Sam and tell him the news.”  

You arch an eyebrow saying, “Call him yourself.” 

“He’s not gonna recognize me.” Dean says. 

“I think you don’t want your brother to hear your female voice,” you tease smirking. 

Dean rolls his eyes, “Just call him.” 

“Call him yourself,” you insist. 

“(Y/N)!” Dean yells. 

You laugh, “Okay grumpy” grabbing the cell out of his tiny hands. 

Muttering “God - I miss your thick husky voice” you dialed Sam’s number. 

Dean fake laughs, rolling his eyes while brushing weirdly away the hairs on his face.

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This is different, right? Than the crap that’s tearing into your walnut. I’m different, right? Sam. I am your flesh and blood brother. I am the only one who can legitimately kick your ass in real time. You got away. We got you out, Sammy. Believe in that. Believe me.