Hi! So, I saw you're doing the drabble Sunday thing and I loved my drabble so much the last time I thought about stopping by again, if that's okay with you. How about a drabble with Dean and either this "“Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.” or this "“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” (choose whichever you like the most, I'm sure I'll love it). Do anything you want with it and have a great day! :)
Edit: Thank you so much! I honestly think the world of you and your support means so much to me <3
“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
“Well, you’re taking up too much room and you’re like a fucking furnace. I can’t take it anymore!”
Dean stood across the bed from you, looked at you in only a tank and panties, incredulous that you were kicking him out of his own bed. He spread his hands in a silent question and you raised your eyebrows at him in response. He pursed his lips, those full plumps lips that normally you loved but right now you only wanted to punch, and he snatched his pillow and stomped out of the room.
Finally, peace. You slid under the covers, the cool sheets hitting your overheated skin, scrunched up your pillow under you and gave a satisfied sigh.
But not even two hours later, you were staring at the ceiling, shivering no less, unable to sleep. You missed the sounds of Dean’s breathing and the soft snores he’d let out. You missed his body pressed up against yours, even though he was a million degrees. You missed the feel of him next to you
You tiptoed down the hall to the next room and peeked in, smiling at Dean sprawled spread eagle on his stomach, taking up the whole of the bed. A couple strides and you were next to the bed. Sitting on the side, you brushed at the short hairs at his temple and he sighed in his sleep, snuggling deeper into his pillow.
It wasn’t enough though, and you tried your best to wiggle under his arm without waking him, but failed.
“I thought you said I was a fucking furnace,” he grumbled, his voice husky from sleep.
You snuggled a little closer, head tucked beneath his chin, arms wrapped around him, legs tangling together, and kissed the base of his throat. “I take it back, I’m cold and I missed you.”
“I’m not even going to ask or pretend I understand.” His arms tightened around you and he kissed the top of your head.
“Wise move, now hush and just hold me.”