You Make Me Crazy
Dean x Reader
Word Count: 1036
Warnings: swearing, slight angst (barely), arguing, smut.
**Just a silly little thing I wrote when I was bored…
(Not my GIF)
Sam rolled his eyes at the two of you as he stood at the head of the map room table, his arms loosely folder over his chest. Here they go again. You and Dean had been fighting for over an hour about a new case Sam had found. Dean thought it was a pack of werewolves migrating up the interstate, but you knew better. The victims were found deep in the woods, most in various small caverns. Each victim was in a different state of… dismemberment.
“It’s a wendigo, you moron!” You shouted as you slammed your fists into the table, shooting from your chair. “Some of the victims still had their hearts intact! How does that still sound like a werewolf to you?”
Dean scoffed turning away from you. You knew you had him, he knew he was wrong. But he was a Winchester and would never admit it.