Pairing: Dean x Reader
Warnings: Nudity, implied smut, angst, a little fluff
Word Count: 798
A/N: This is obviously my first posted fic. Feedback is welcome and appreciated!! I wrote this for @avasmommy224 Christmas Challenge and a huge thanks to her for being such a huge support and betaing this as well. Hope y’all enjoy!! ♥♥
“Wow! That was…” Dean dropped his head to your naked chest, panting heavily.
“Yeah. It was.” You looked up at the ceiling, trying to gather your thoughts and catching your own breath.
The flames were blazing in your fireplace, casting a soft flickering glow over both of your bodies. It was mid December and the power had gone out due to the heavy blizzard. Dean had been in town with his brother working a case; you knew the minute he called that you were in trouble. Since the first time he came through your small town, you and Dean had a touchy relationship. He wanted nothing but to swing into town, get the job done, find you, and satisfy his post-hunt needs. You knew there would never be anything more between the two of you. You tried to tell yourself to let him go and you shouldn’t waste your emotions. He would never be able to reciprocate the feelings. He would never be what you wanted him to be, but here you were again. His breath caressing the sweaty skin on the swell of your breast.
“Dean, will you please get dressed, I have something I need to say and I can’t do it if you’re naked.”
He nodded his head, knowing it wasn’t going to be good. It never was. You had tried to have conversations similar to this in the past but they always ended with the same answer. He couldn’t bring you into his life. His work was too dangerous, you would get hurt, or killed. You knew what his work was, you were no stranger to demons, ghosts, vampires, or even angels for that matter. You knew it was dangerous but he was something you were willing to sacrifice for.
Not bothering with your panties or bra, you pulled your shorts and shirt back on. Dean was shrugging back into his faded button up, taking a deep breath you decided it was now or never.
“Look Dean, you know how I feel about you. I know you can’t – won’t give me more. I’m not asking you to this time. I need this to be the last time you contact me. After you’re gone, I’m changing my number, don’t show up at my door, I won’t answer.”
Dean’s eyes slowly made their way from your face to the floor as he processed everything you had just said. Nodding his head slightly in understanding he fidgeted with his hands and sighed before closing his eyes and rubbing his hand up and down his face in frustration.
“(Y/N) I never meant to hurt you. I never meant for things to go this far. I have never had feelings for anyone else like I have for you… I mean that, I really do. I wouldn’t come back to you if I didn’t. To be truthful, other than Sammy, you are the only thing in my life that has real meaning. I come to you for peace with myself. I understand if you need to do this but I want you to know, for a while now, you have been the only woman I have been with. I want this, I want you with me all the time but I have to know you are safe. I have to know that nothing will happen to you in my care, and right now, that’s just not going to happen.”
You sat in stunned silence for what seemed like hours. You had never expected this reaction. Dean was confessing his feelings for you after you all but shoved him out the door. Tears started flooding your eyes as you stared into his.
“Sweetheart, please say something.” Dean pleaded, afraid of your response.
“So what are you saying, Dean? Do you want me to go with you?”
“I can’t take you with me right now. Lucifer is free and anyone close to me is in danger. I have kept you a secret, even from Sam, and I just can’t risk Lucifer finding out about you. His demons are everywhere and I just need to know you are safe. I love you, (Y/N) I need you to know that. Don’t give up on me, not yet.” Dean’s green eyes bore into yours, he was staring straight into your soul.
“Please, just come back for me. I need you, Dean. My number will stay the same, but promise me this. Next time you show up at my door, when you leave, I will be going with you. I love you too, Dean.” You felt your tears hitting your bare thighs, you knew you shouldn’t be saying this. He shouldn’t get that chance, but you loved him and you knew no matter how hard you tried, Dean Winchester would always have your heart.