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Request: Saw that your requests are open? Could you do one where the reader is sam and deans lil sister (like 16) and is secretly bi, and john figures it out and she’s scared he won’t accept it but he does and super fluff???? Sorry that was so specific
Pairing: John x daughter!reader. Dean x sister!reader. Sam x sister!reader.
Note: Forgive me if John’s character is a little off. Everyone is still in school, in the fic!
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Hope you enjoy it!
“So did you finish the project?” You asked Sam. He sat beside you on the bench. Both you two and Dean were currently waiting to be picked up.
“Yeah. I finished mine yesterday,” Sam went on to tell you on what he did, but you zoned out. You were watching Dean and the girl he was with. Dean would do what he does, then you all would be gone within the week.
That girl he was with, she had a younger sister in the same grade as you and you liked her. Liking both guys and girls made life a little difficult. Others normally tend to overlook people like you.
“(Y/N), are you there?” Sam waved a hand in front of you, pulling you out of your daze. You looked back towards him.
“Yeah,” You shook your head slightly. Sam pointed towards the road and you saw the familiar vehicle pull up. “Great.”
You and Sam headed for the car, with Dean not far behind. You slid into the back with Sam.
“Everything good? No fights today, right?” John spoke up. He stopped to look at each one of you. There had been a lot of fights lately, mostly between Dean and others, but occasionally, Sam or you would get into a fight.
“No, sir,” Dean shook his head, staring straight ahead at the road. John looked to Sam.
“No, sir,” Sam copied Dean, then they both looked towards you.
“What about you?” John spoke, but you were looking out the back window, staring at her. She was out talking to her sister and you couldn’t help but stare. John followed your eyes. He titled his head ever so slightly, but then resumed. “(Y/N)!”
“Oh. N-no, sir,” You forced your eyes away and back to your father. He rose one eyebrow slightly, but then turned back around and headed for the motel. Your eyes cascaded downward and you stared at your lap.
You felt Sam put his hand on yours and you looked towards him. He gave you a small nod.
“And that’s how it’s done,“ Sam threw the pencil down and leaned back into the chair.
“Oh. Why didn’t the teacher just explain that way, then?” You titled your head, looking at your older brother.
“They just do what they think is the easiest,” Sam told you. You sighed.
“Why is school so confusing?” You head hit the table and you grumbled.
“Well-” Sam began.
“Sam.” John spoke.
“Yes sir?” Sam looked around to his father, you doing the same. A worried expression filled your face. Both he and Dean had just got back from a hunt, and now he was wanting Sam.
“Go stand out there with Dean.” John commanded.
“Can I just fin-”
Sam exited the room without another word. This only left you and John. You watched, through the window, as Sam headed towards the impala, where Dean was standing. You heard John clear his throat.
“So, (Y/N), when I picked all of you up a couple days ago,” he started, “I noticed that you were looking at someone.”
You didn’t say anything, but you felt your heart rate speed up. You didn’t dare look away, in fear of why he might do. Dean always told you to keep your head held high and don’t break eye contact.
“You like her, don’t you?” He questioned you. There was no backing out now. You didn’t know what you expected, for the great John Winchester not to find out?
“Y-yes…sir,” Your eyes went downward. You couldn’t look at him. You couldn’t lie to him.
“Hey, hey! Look at me,” His voice was strict, but soft. You slowly tilted your head up at him. “I’m not upset.”
“I’m not upset,” John sat down in the chair Sam was in, “As long as they treat you right, then we’re good.” John gave a small smile at you.
“T-thank you,” You smiled. You still couldn’t believe it.
“Just make sure I don’t have to send your brothers to go beat someone up.”