“Envy” Dean Winchester x Reader
Dean Winchester x Reader
Request: Hey can I request a dean x reader where they grew up together as close friends but recently dean has been really cold and teases/picks on her. She doesn’t understand or know why but it’s because dean has started to think that her and Sam like each other and dean is super jealous because he’s always loved her? Thank you!
Warnings: Language, mentions of death, jealously, fluff, implied smut
“I win.” You smirk as you slide the poker chips over to your side of the table, the man on the other side of the poker table looking surprised. “Three of a kind. King of Spades.”
You’re at a bar with Sam and Dean, doing your weekly poker game hustle. While they were amazing at beating people in pool, your specialty is poker. You can beat anybody at the game, and you use this to your advantage. Men take you on, thinking that they can beat an “innocent, beautiful girl like you” without a doubt. But you win every time; you can’t remember the last time you lost a game of poker.
“Here I was, thinking you were bluffing.” The man nods his head. “Rematch?”
“No, I think I’ll take what I earned.” You smile, looking at Sam, who is standing to the side of the table. Dean is playing pool on the other side of the room, undoubtedly winning his game.
Sam sends you a smile, and you get up from your seat, walking over to him. He slips his arm around your waist, something the boys always do when you’re in a bar. It was nothing romantic, just something they did. Well, something Dean always did. Sam didn’t do it too often, but you were glad he did at this moment, since the man you just took almost a thousand dollars from looked pissed off.
Dean glances over at you, making a face slightly when he sees Sam’s arm around you, the two of you smiling and talking to each other. He says something you can’t quite hear to the guys he’s playing with, setting down his pool stick and taking a wad of cash from the man on his right.