Warnings: language, character death, implied sexual activity, angst
Author’s Notes: written for @klaineaholic 400 Follower Celebration. My prompt: “If you’re the one protecting me… Then who’s the one protecting you!?” I also decided to use it for Angst Appreciation Day. Thank you @mamapeterson for helping me angst when I couldn’t angst. I took some liberties with the dialogue in 12.21 There’s Something About Mary.
Prompt: “Are we gonna
fight or make out?” and Say Something
by A Great Big World
It all started about a year ago. You had just finished a hunt with the
Winchesters and you decided to celebrate in a bar. After a while Sam went back
to the motel you were staying at to do some more research. So, it was just you
You two always got along really well. But there had always been some
kind of attraction between you and Dean, though no one acted on it.
So, after a few too many drinks you two eventually got a little closer than
usual. You both started flirting and shortly after you ended up in your motel
room, which was right next to the one Sam and Dean were sharing. You tried to
be quiet, not wanting Sam to know about this. But Dean made it really hard for
you to keep it down.
Prompt: “Why’d you let me fall asleep?” and Ghosttown by Madonna
Characters: Dean, Reader, mention of Sam
Dean x Reader, One Shot, Fluffy with a Dash of Angst
Word Count: 2164
Dean is having another nightmare.
You noticed before he started to vocalize in his sleep, since you were lying next to him. His restlessness woke you, the tension that kept his body taut and rock solid underneath you rousing you to awareness as you realized something was wrong. Shifting in place under the sheets to face him, you sat up to see Dean bathed in sweat, his fist balled up into the sheets, eyes squeezed shut, and his entire body trembling.
You gently lay a hand on his bare chest—his skin burning hot to the touch—at the same time he starts to moan from some phantom pain caused by his current nightmare, and your heart breaks a little at the sound. This has been happening for weeks now as Dean’s current state with the Mark of Cain continues to worsen, but neither of you have mentioned it to Sam. The younger Winchester was worried enough about Dean already—there was no point in making that burden any heavier.
“No,” Dean groans a little louder, head tossing to the side. “Sam…Sam!”