Characters: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 2344
Summary: Dean watches the reader flirt at the bar and jealousy gets the better of him.
Warnings: Jealous!Dean, Smut, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Unprotected Sex, Voyeurism, Sex in a public space, Unhealthy Relationship Dynamics,
A/N: This is the first of a two part miniseries: Jealousy and Acceptance. I’ve been wanting to explore the concept of jealousy and trust in a series. It seems like it’s a troupe that’s often used romantically, but I wanted to write it in a more subversive light. This is a weird one. Special thanks for @deals-with-demons, for being my beta.
Dean glared at her from across the room, taking another drink from his glass. She was at the bar, leaning up against a stranger and laughing. It was the laughter that had Dean bothered.
The stranger crooked his finger, urging her to come closer. She leaned in, her chest dipping low to bring her head closer to him. He whispered something in her ear that sent her biting her lip and blushing.
Dean flinched, his demeanor darkening.
Why shouldn’t she be at the bar, meeting someone new, he reasoned with himself. He’d kept her locked away in the bunker doing research, out of harm’s way, for ages now. She’d said she needed fresh air. And Dean had begrudgingly agreed. Apparently, what she’d meant was she needed to get laid.
Tall, dark stranger traced the edge of her knee with his finger and she giggled.
The sex, he understood. But it was the laughter that killed him. One thing he couldn’t provide, but the other, he could; he could make her laugh. He was fucking amazing at it. It was up there on his top 10 best skills.