Another period fic :)
A/N: SO I was supposed to upload this days and days ago, But school and work wouldn’t let me. This one isn’t as good as the first one, But I tried! I have one more coming so please wait a bit!
Dean walked around the small store, Looking for a certain isle. Sam had left early to interrogate the possible victims, Leaving him to babysit you; It doesn’t help that you’re currently on your period and having mood swings.
“There it is..” He mumbles, Looking at the forbidden isle.
The women’s isle.
It didn’t make it better that the condoms and the baby stuff were side by side. Sneaking a condom in the basket, He looks over the pads and tampons.
There were different colors, Different sizes, Day pads, and even night pads! His brows furrowed, Looking over all of the pads.
“Fuck it. I’m just getting them all” He looked side to side before grabbing one of each package, walking back to the entrance get a cart. He passed through all the remaining ailes, Getting chips and donuts before making his way to the cashier.
He was getting stares from random shoppers, Some even snickering of his poor knowledge in women necessaries.
The cashier stared at him, Hoping he was joking. When he raised an eyebrow, She quickly got to work. Dean averted eye contact the whole time she scanned his items, Getting one of the fake credit cards from his wallet and swiping. He exited the store quickly, Not wanting anymore stares.
“I’m going to fucking kill her. I will. I’ll hide the body and burn it.” He mumbled to himself while slamming the bags onto the back seat, Things clattering all over the seat.
He angrily turned on and revved up Baby, Leaving the parking lot and made his way to the motel.
He turned off baby, Slamming the door closed and opening the back door getting all of the bags. He stomps to the door; Slamming his feet on the door, The first thing he sees is Sam’s face. Sam stares at him, Moving aside; His eyebrow raised.
He passes by him, Slamming the bags on your bed and feet.
“I will not do this again. I don’t care how much you beg. I will literally let you bleed out” Getting the chips from one bag, He plops on the bed, Ignoring you.
You began searching through the bags, Eyes widening.
“Dean.. You did not. Get me. OLD LADY DIAPERS!?” You throw the box at his face, Annoyed as hell.
“Hey! You didn’t specify which one so I got all of them.” He munched away, Ignoring you once more.
“Dean seriously? All of them?” Sam pinches his nose, Sighing heavily.
“Then you get them next time. You do not know the embarrassment I went through.”
“Here are your condoms you nasty” You throw them as his bed, Standing up with a pack of pads and tampons.
“You’re welcome by the way!”
Flipping him off, You slam the bathroom door shut.
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