Summary/Request: Can you do a one shot where Dean really likes the reader but she has no
clue. He could start to nicely flirt with her, like give her compliments
and all that. He could worry about her more as well. Maybe she hasn’t
had much experience so she hasn’t really got an idea what he’s trying to
do. Just fluffy and protective Dean :) — requested by anon
A/N: Well, this is part two. There’ll be definitely one more part, maybe two or tree. I don’t know. So I hope y’all will like it. :3
was already dark when you arrived at the old house. The front
crumbled and most of the windows were shattered. You grabbed your
shotgun which was filled with rock-salt-bullets and dropped out of
followed you. You hadn’t talked a word since you left the motel.
There was still this awkward tension between you both because of the
incident in the bathroom. And you still felt uncomfortable to look
him directly into the eyes.
know where the bones are?” you asked him and concentrated on the
house’s door. “Nope. Don’t have any idea. Maybe in the basement.”
nodded and checked your gun.
headed towards the door and and reached for the latch. Now you had to
face Dean. You took a deep breath, raised your head and looked at
him. He nodded prompting.
pressed down the latch and the door swung open. There was a loud
creak and you winced a bit. You heard Dean chuckle silently and
glared at him before you stepped into the house.
switched on your flash light and held your gun ready to shoot.
let’s check the basement,” Dean whispered and pointed towards the
stairs which directed downstairs.
walked forward and you followed him.
gave him rear cover while he searched for the bones.
you heard a strange noise and the temperature dropped rapidly. You
knew that this was the ghost.
you whispered. “He’s here.”
know, Y/N. Just find the bones and kill this son of a bitch.” You
smiled a bit and looked around to find the ghost and shoot him to
give Dean more time.
you turned around he was right there, just a few inches away from
your face. You let out a little scream and raised your shotgun but
with one gesture the ghost threw you some metres away.
shook your head and stood up, just to see that the ghost now attacked
Dean. You pointed at him with your shotgun and pulled the trigger.
disappeared but this wouldn’t least for long.
think we’re near to the bones,” you assumed and Dean nodded. “Just
find them. I want to get out of this house.”
a few minutes you found the bones behind an old closet. It was easy
to burn them and you were happy that this job was finished so fast.
joked a bit with Dean when you went upstairs and you laughed. You had
almost forgotten the incident which happened earlier this evening.
once you felt a dull pain spreading through your head before you
just heard a thud and looked in your direction. You’d missed the door
and ran against a wall. He couldn’t help but laughed because this
situation was just very funny.
then he noticed that you’d passed out and he began to worry. He
squatted next to you and tried to wake you up.
a few minutes you opened your eyes slowly and blinked. “What
happened?” you asked. Your head hurt like hell and you felt dizzy.
god, you’re awake,” Dean exhaled. “You banged your head against a
wall,” he told you and chuckled silently.
you wanted to stand up he stopped you. “I’ll carry you.” You
blushed and groaned but he doesn’t paid attention to it and lifted
is just so embarrassing,” you mumbled and closed your eyes.
he said but then you heard him laugh. “I’d say it’s very funny.”
hit him lightly against his chest. “Shut up, my head hurts and I
feel dizzy and a bit sick.”
placed you on the front seat and closed the door before he sat down
on the other side. “Just tell me if you have to throw up. I don’t
want you to puke in my baby.”
groaned again. “I definitely won’t throw up. I just feel a bit
sick.” You heard Dean chuckle again. He started the engine and the
music turned on.
it off,” you groaned and pointed towards the radio. You don’t
wanted to hear any music right now. Dean shrugged.
he was driving back to the motel he always glanced. He wouldn’t admit
but he was worried.
you arrived at the motel he lifted you again, carried you into your
room and laid you on the bed. You were half asleep and just noticed
that he was laying right next to you.
me when it gets worst,” he said and you nodded.
felt asleep a few seconds later and snuggled against his chest and
grabbed his shirt. He smiled and watched you while you were sleeping.
moth opened a bit and your head snuggled against his chest, snorting
lightly. He wrapped an arm around your waist.
you opened your eyes and sat up, pressing your hand against your
You sounded whiny. “I think I have to throw up.”
got off the bed and lumbered towards the bathroom while Dean followed
you with a sorrowed expression on his face.
were right when you told Dean that you had to throw up. Just a few
seconds after you reached the toilet your meal decided to leave your
should drive you to a hospital,” Dean mumbled while he held your
hair back. “Apparently you have a concussion.”
groaned. “Why does this always happen to me?” You pressed your
hands against your forehead and leaned against Dean’s chest.
you’re a clumsy fellow.” He chuckled. “And now get dressed. We
want to got to the hospital. Or should I help you?”
smiled softly and Dean took this as a yes. He carried you back to the
bed and searched for some clothes in your bag. He helped you to dress
yourself and lifted you then to carry you towards the Impala.
leaned back in the seat and closed your eyes. Your head still hurt
like hell and you felt dizzy and sick and a bit embarrassed. You were
definitely a clumsy fellow.
Dean,” you whispered and leaned your head against the cold window.
“Don’t mention it. And a concussion is very serious. I just want to
make sure that you’re okay.” He frowned and speed up.