*The One Room We Didn’t Do It In!
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word count: 363
A/N: Entry for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing SPN Hiatus Writing Challenge 2017, Week 2
- Dialogue prompt:
Are we completely sure that’s how it’s supposed to look?”
- Gif prompt: in the story
*The one room we didn’t do it in!
“Are we completely sure that’s how it’s supposed to look?”
You bite your lower lip; it stills a bit puffed and warmer than usual from the intense kissing, and your eyes scan the apparently neat surface. “Grab that corner,” you indicate and take the opposite yourself. “Pull.”
Dean and you haul the sheets, each one towards themselves, “Yeah, now I think…” you trail off when his arms are around your waist from behind, the weight of his body against yours almost makes you fall onto the bed. “Careful! I don’t wanna have to tide it up again.”
“Let’s get outta here then. Sam’s gonna kill us when he finds out-”
“If, he finds out.” you turn around in Dean’s arms and nibble at the side of his jaw.
“He will, Y/N. We broke it.” he growls a little bit, his hands pressing your body impossibly closer to his.
“You broke it,” you slip off his embrace and start walking out the room, Dean stops you by the hand and you pull him behind you.
“I broke it? I remember someone else jump at me, making us both fall down.”
“Yeah… and you weren’t strong enough to catch me!” Your eyes meet and you both smile at the memory
“Now, we gonna have to scratch Sam’s room out with a little item on the side saying: the one room we didn’t do it in!” you whine and Dean laughs.
You turn around and glare at him. “Now where? That whole breaking the bed thing kinda interrupted us.”
Dean stops with you, a big smile playing at his lips as he thinks. “I recall having quite a nice time at the garage.”
You nod slowly. “Big old cars, fucking comfortable back seats! I race you?” Before Dean understand what’s going on you already start to run. “You comin’?” you mock seeing over your shoulder he hasn’t moved yet.
The heavy door of the bunker opens and closes, you’re about to stop when Dean’s arms come suddenly and the only thing you can do is squirm when he hauls you up and carries you over his shoulder shushing you and telling you to be quiet.