Requested by anon:
Hi! Could you do one dean x reader where they are in a relationship and she calls him Rapunzel because she thinks they look a lot like each other and just so many fluff and embarrassed dean please .
Characters: Dean x reader, Sam.
Word count: 1,708
Warnings: Dean’s insecurity, fluffy fluff.
A/N: I love some comforting Dean kind of thing, and I sure as Hell loved making this. I hope you do too! Enjoy!
stated with an eye-roll. “What’s your deal with my hair?”
like freaking Rapunzel!” Dean exclaimed, keeping his joking tone.
tilted her head, narrowing her eyes as if she needed to get a better view of
Sam. “Nah, he doesn’t.”
your girlfriend knows…” (Y/N) was now looking at Dean.
She interrupted Sam, “you do look a lot like her.”
course not!” Dean fumed.
right, you do.” Sam chuckled.
eyes, curly eyelashes, blonde hair…” She mumbled, analysing his facial
cheeks.” Sam added.
HAVE CHUBBY CHEEKS.” Dean roared. Sam took his phone out, googling a Rapunzel
picture and showing it to Dean.
baby face.” (Y/N) continued.
Chuck, yes!.” Sam nodded in agreement “You’re like twins.” The younger brother
They look a lot more alike side by side.” (Y/N) commented, alternating her gaze
between the animated princess and her boyfriend.
angrily and left to lock in his room. (Y/N) and Sam were used to him ranting
about everything in the past few days, so they just worked on their respective
chores and gave him time to cool off. By the time the night came, Dean was fine
and he seemed to have forgotten all about the Rapunzel thing.
week went by and Dean hadn’t mentioned a single thing about Sam’s hair, not
even when (Y/N) French braided it. He was also acting weird and he had let his
bread grow. Sam and (Y/N) were starting to get concerned about him, so (Y/N)
decided to face him.
Dean was in
front of the bathroom mirror, checking out his growing beard. He wasn’t used to
it, it made him feel older, but he had to let it grow in order to hide his baby
face. He also checked his green eyes, and tried putting on some water over his
eyelashes to see if they uncurled – which they didn’t. (Y/N) was right behind
him, watching his every move; however and due to the height difference, Dean
hadn’t noticed her.
(Y/N) called, making Dean jump.
me.” He breathed out, wide eyed.
What are you doing?” She tilted her head to emphasize the question.
know, just looking at my manly beard. Why?” He was uncomfortable, and if it
weren’t for the beard, (Y/N) would be able to see his blushing cheeks better.
She replied, “I want to talk about a little something, if you don’t mind.”
furrowed his eyebrows and nodded, walking back to his room, locking them both
before sitting at the edge of the bed. He liked some privacy when (Y/N) wanted
acting weird.” She stated with the most serious tone Dean had ever heard on
not.” He was, and he knew it. But Dean Winchester won’t ever admit things like
mocked Sam’s hair in a whole week… Hell! You’ve barely spoken at all!” She
exclaimed, “You’re letting your beard grow!”
called growing up!” Dean roared, “Maybe you and Sam should try!”
about Sam and I? What did we do?” She inquired. Dean had built up his wall, and
he was overly defensive of it.
yourselves!” Dean stood up, walking past her and to the door, but (Y/N) didn’t
let him. She was willing to tear the wall down, even if she had to become a
wrecking ball but Dean wasn’t going to hide whatever it was bothering him from
to me.” She begged, “Tell me what’s wrong, we can fix it.”
matter, okay?” Dean huffed.
matters to you!” She insisted, “Just… You know you can tell me anything.”
his lips, considering her words before turning her back on her. She used this
as her advantage, guiding him to sit back in bed, cuddled with her.
Please, tell me.” She asked softly, “I’m here, I won’t laugh.”
as Hell were laughing with Sam that other day… Laughing at me.” Dean mumbled,
huddling closer to her and resting his face over her chest.
when… Is this because of…?”
yes.” (Y/N) giggled, causing Dean to look up at her in confusion.
just joking.” She cleared, giving Dean a warm smile.
“So I don’t
look like her?” (Y/N) hesitated to respond. She clicked her tongue and shrugged
tiny, tiny bit.” She finally replied, using a high-pitched voice, She used to
fingers to gesture how small the look alike was.
huffed, rolling on his side to give his back on her. She sighed heavily and
rolled with him, wrapping an arm around his waist and pressing her chest
against his back. It was weird to be the big spoon with such a tall, broad man
but the situation required it.
sorry…” She muttered, “I never meant to make you feel less…”
it is that you’re feeling.” She breathed out, not wanting to start yet another
thought of it before mocking me.”
fair, you were mocking Sam first.” She responded.
doesn’t care… Besides, I was talking about his hair length… You literally
compared me to a goddamn Disney princess.” Dean mumbled.
cute.” She replied with a dubitative tone.
want to be cute.” Dean spoke with a childish voice.
do you want to be?” She asked, using her motherly voice to match his childish
“I want to
be though… bad-ass… When a guy thinks of hitting on you and then sees me by
your side, I want them to think ‘Damn, he’ll kick my ass if I get close’… I don’t
want to be called Rapunzel, or Ken doll, definitely not pretty face… I’m a
warrior, not an Abercrombie model.” Dean spoke shyly; he had never confessed
that to anyone.
you’re already quite intimidating…” She whispered, “Why didn’t you tell me
you did see me as a warrior.” Dean replied, leaning deeper into his pillow to
hide his humiliation.
“I do see
you like that… Dean, you’re like Superman, or Batman! You can save lives and
still look like you were hand-made by God himself…” She said.
Dean didn’t believe a single thing she said.
sighed heavily and sat up, pressing her chin to his side, and trying to look at
his face – which was hiding on the pillow. “You never believe me when I
compliment you but you do believe me when I tell a joke…”
are easier to believe.”
really think you look more alike to a long-ass haired princess rather than… I don’t
know… Captain America?” She inhaled deeply before letting out a loud sigh, “I
just wish you could see yourself through my eyes.”
that way I could look at Rapunzel every morning when I shave.” Dean chuckled
you would see the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.” She spoke softly, “You’d
see a forest in your eyes, and you know how much I like forests… You would see
that sharp jaw that kills me every time you chew.” Dean’s lips curled slightly,
“You would see the million freckles over your nose, and remember of the stars
“If I had a
million freckles, I would…”
interrupt my moment!” She laughed, making Dean laugh as well. He looked up from
the pillow, connecting his green orbs with her (Y/E/C) ones.
to turn this into a chick-flick?” Dean inquired jokingly.
grinned, “Now shut up.” Dean smiled back, looking down for a second before
looking back up, nodding for her to continue. “Where was I?”
Dean stared lovingly as she spoke, “Your freckles remind me of the stars each
night, when we drive back home late and Sam is snoring on the back seat while
the radio plays softly in the background… And you would see your fanfiction
Dean laughed along with her, “Yes, fanfiction lips… You have the exact lips
people describe in fanfiction, and don’t ask how I know this but the ones that
did like the Supernatural books have a fair idea of how you look like.” Dean
licked his lips shyly, and not even his beard could cover the blush on his
cheeks. “You would also see a very muscly man that saves my lame-ass every
single time… And not only mine, but a lot of other people’s too. You would also
see a man who gives his life for whoever he loves, a man who will never judge a
book by its cover and that knows respect better than anyone… You’d see a man
who is ashamed of making a joke using a serious statement, just to release some
stress… A man who makes puns, impressions and uses pop-culture references to
make people smile, or at least focus in something other than the situation… I
see a man who loves with all his heart, but who thinks he’s not deserving of
that same amount of love, a man who keeps telling himself he’s less than people
tell him, when in reality he’s a superhero and deserves the double amount of
love he gives.”
cheesy.” Dean joked, although his green eyes were now watery.
a stubborn bitch.” She joked back, “And I love you so much for that.”
do?” He asked like a little child.
nodded, her eyes becoming watery as well. “I would die, I would kill, I would
do anything for you, Dean Winchester.”
say anything else. Instead, he pulled her to his arms, hugging her tightly and
pressing his nose on the crook of her neck. “I love you.” He managed to mumble.
really think I look like Captain America?” Dean asked from the bathroom, he was
“Oh yeah, I’m
sure you would get casted to play him on a big Hollywood production.” Dean
Can I have a vote that Jensen’s daughter is named Rapunzel, or like her middle name is Rapunzel? I just really think that’s be cute! Like imagine if she has a first boyfriend and he goes to her window like “Rapunzel Rapunzel” and she starts giggling and he’s like “what?” And she says “My daddy is right behind you Prince Charming,” and he flips the fuck out only to turn around and Jensen is RIGHT THERE cleaning a pistol saying “So, I hear you’re interested in my daughter….”