Discovering that Dean wasn’t all so tough and deadly
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Rummaging through your plump handbag in search for you purse, your eyes narrow as you pluck out a recipe that stated clearly it was used for the purchase of ‘Bridesmaids’ the movie.
Now usually you wouldn’t take much notice of the junk within your bag, whether it be bullets or a taser, considering you were a hunter these things were all perfectly normal. But, chick-flicks weren’t exactly in your type of movie genre, and you most definitely didn’t think that they would be of any interest to the boys.
“Dean…?” you asked.
“Yeah doll?” Dean was scrolling through a few messages on his phone. Most likely keeping tabs with Sam to make sure he’s doing okay.
“You don’t happen to know anyone who was near my handbag recently do you? Maybe Sam? Or..Cas?”
The thought of Cas even discovering what a chick-flick movie made you chuckle. He was currently overly-obsessed with catching up on the latest Sherlock episodes, as he thinks ‘It helps to improve his mind and his aspect on solving hunting cases.’ Although you really think he enjoys it so much as it reminds him of Dean and Sam.
“No, Sam hasn’t been around at the bunker in a few days as he’s out on a case with mum and you know Cas, he has a mental rule of his where he isn’t allowed to touch anyone else’s belongings in the bunker. Why do ya ask?”
“Well, I just found a receipt for Bridesmaids in here, and it sure as hell ain’t mine.” you respond.
Dean’s eyes widen as he turns to look at you and snatches the receipt from your grasp, tossing it in the trash.
“Hey! What the heck was that about, all I did was ask a simple- oh my chuck..,” You hands fly to cover your mouth to try and muffle the laughs that come from you. “You love chick flicks!”
Failing to believe his dumbfounded act, you smirk at the older Winchester. Dean just glares at you, puts his phone into his back pocket and rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably.
“We don’t speak about this to anyone, especially Cas. I need to keep my tough guy representation up here hun.”
“Hmm you know, I bet Sam would really love what his big, tough brother watches in his chill time.. other than that other stuff..” You can’t help but giggle as he points a finger at you after his facial features harden.
“(Y/N), I swear..”
“Oh yeah, swear on what Mr. Cheesy?” You bite your lip as he releases a heavy sigh and stares deeply into you, his pupils dilating.
In an instant, he grabbed your waist and pulled you flush against his chest. His bottom lip grazed across yours and pushed against them, your pulse thumping in your ears, gradually subsiding as the kiss got deeper. Then he pulled back, licking his lips and smirking.
“That good enough for ya?” His gruff voice brought you back to reality and you replied.
You managed to inhale once more before his mouth was on yours again, completely wiping your memory of what you were going to buy here in the first place.
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