Love Hurts (Dean x Reader)
A/N: Okay, first off, I actually really liked writing this one, especially the ending. Honestly, one of my favourite endings haha. Oh, and it’s a Dean one!! My bby😍 HAHA anywayssss, enjoy!!
Request: Heyyyy. How about you one when Dean was a demon, and he obviously slept with some women, and when he get hold in the chair with Sammy trying to bring him back, he start saying things to hurt them, and in case y/n saying that he had been with other women and blah. And she hold pretty way but when she leaves the room she start to cry. And when Dean comes back at human, he want to hug her and say that he loves her but he know what he said hurt her and … idk honey. I would appreciate it alotttt ❤
You quickly rushed down the bunker steps and headed straight to the cell. You had received a call from Sam that Dean was here, chained to a chair and you knew you had to get there immediately. You were wrapping up a case when you received the call, rushing here as quick as you could.
Dean, he wasn’t himself now, but you knew Sam would turn him back. Dean was killed by Metatron and was brought back to life but as a demon, all because of the stupid mark.
You entered the room and saw Sam standing in front of Dean, injecting a syringe full of blood into Dean, Dean yelling as he flinched away in apparent pain. Slowing your steps, you watched as Dean turned to look at you, licking his lips before he smirked. “Well, hello, sweetheart.”
He blinked, his eyes turning ink black before he blinked again, his eyes turning back to the green that you love, but they were cold, distant. You let out a breath. “Dean.”
“Y/N,” Sam greeted as he straightened up, turning to put the empty syringe on the table.
“Sam,” you returned, giving the man a small smile.
“You both think I’m the monster,” Dean said, drawing your attention as he looked to Sam before looking at you. “But the two of you are wrong. You think I don’t know what the two of you had been doing while trying to find me? Making an innocent man sell his soul, you two are the real monsters.”
You felt your breath hitch as he said that, Sam immediately stood in front of you but not completely so that you could still lock eyes with Dean. Sam looked at you. “Don’t listen to him.”
“I’m sick of babysitting and saving both your asses all the time and if I’m back to being human, I’ll just be doing the same thing again, but as a demon, I have so much freedom,” Dean continued. “I can drink all the booze, get all the chicks I want. Oh, all those beautiful women, the feisty ones, they really get you.”