Word Count: 1184
Pairing: Dean x Reader
A/N: Written for @jessica-bones-winchester ‘s Dating Dean Challenge. My prompts were Wearing only one of his plaid shirts to bed and Nights cuddled together watching DVD’s.
This is yet another crapfest of epic proportions which I feel the need to apologize for. I had plans for this when I signed up but I lost ‘em and ran out of time and forgot how to write if I even ever knew how in the first place and this is what came out of it.
Thanks to @bringmesomepie56 for the beta.
“We should’ve gone with Sam.” I sighed, pulling the blanket tighter around myself. “He could use the backup.”
“No can do, sweetheart. Sam has Garth for backup.” Dean sat down on the couch next to me with his arms full of snacks and drinks. “You heard the doctor. You’re lucky you didn’t break your back in that last hunt. No hunting for you for awhile.” He opened up the snacks and laid everything out on the coffee table he’d set up in the living area for me then leaned back, opening his arms up and motioning for me to lay against him. I rolled my eyes and shook my head, crawling between his legs and wrapping my arms around him, resting against his chest.
“Technically, he never said no hunting.” I reminded Dean who scoffed.
“Semantics, Y/N.” Dean growled. “He said no strenuous activity. If we told him you were a hunter, you’d be in the psych ward. We all would be.”
“Fine.” I sighed in exasperation. “What movies did you pick?”