Pairing: Female reader x Dean
Theme song: Dive by Ed Sheeran
Summary: Dean’s catching feelings for the reader and needs to be convinced to dive in
A/N: This song just has such quiet bar vibes.
Word count: 2,000ish
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The old bartender working the quiet Tuesday afternoon shift had poured Dean another glass of whiskey before he’d even opened his mouth to ask for it. Dean looked up from his hands long enough to give a nod of thanks before pulling the new glass to his lips and taking a sip.
The bartender returned the bottle to its shelf and smiled behind his wiry beard.
“Thought you could use another,” he said, “You’ve got that look.”
“You’re not wrong,” Dean said. The man waited; Dean said nothing.
“So what is it?” he pressed. “Love? Money?”
“Those the usual culprits?” Dean asked. The bartender kept his smile, waiting. Dean looked down at his glass again and turned it slow in his hands. Pushing away from the counter, the old man grabbed a mostly dirty rag and started away, taking the hint and his leave.
“You let me know if you need another,” he said over his shoulder.