Warnings: None just pure fluff, implied smut but nothing graphic
AN: This was a fun one for me to write! I love me some Dean! Hope this is what you wanted! Also thank you to @jalove-wecallhimdean for being the awesome beta she always is!
Request: Heyyy babe! Lol okay so I have a request if you’re up for it. How about an AU, Dean x Reader. The Reader’s car breaks down. Dean happens to drive by, and him, being an expert in cars, offers to help, resulting in him asking her out on a date…how about fluff…implied smut?? Do whatever you wish, babe! It’s cool if you don’t use it💜💜 @chaos-and-the-calm67
This couldn’t be happening to you, not today of all days. You were on your way to the airport to get on your flight to Santa Monica, California where your favorite cousin was getting married. You had been excited about this trip for months and now you were stranded on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. Enough smoke billowing out from under the hood of your car to make you wonder if it was actually on fire and you could distinctly smell something akin to burning oil.
You knew you should have paid more attention to that little light on your dash but after buying the plane ticket, your bridesmaid dress, and hotel accommodations, you couldn’t really afford to take it to a mechanic. Now you were stuck with no cell service and the last gas station you had seen was at least 15 miles back. You had resigned yourself to hiking the 15 miles when you heard the most beautiful sound, a sound that made you want to cry tears of joy and relief; the sound of a powerful engine which meant help, hopefully.
You started waving your hands maniacally as soon as you saw a black hood come over the hill, praying that this person would stop and at least give you a ride to the nearest payphone. As the car drew closer you breathed a sigh of relief when you noticed the car slowing down and pulling to a stop right behind yours. Taking a deep breath and running your fingers through your hair to get the sweaty strands off of your forehead, you turned to look at your savior, hearing the squeaking hinge of the old door.