Supernatural one shots

Drunk confessions (Dean x Reader)

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you, Dean and Sam had just got back from a long case, Dealing with a bitch of a witch. So, the three of you decided to go out and celebrate. After a few hours, you and Dean were wasted due to Dean challenging to see who could out drink who. You and Dean end up getting in a small fight back at the bunker after Sam dragged both of you out of there.

Your POV

"I could totally out drink you, Dean!" you laughed, knowing you would regret this in the morning. Dean smirked at you, pushing a shot in front of you.

"Whatever you say, Princess." he chuckled. You both took the shot and waved the bartender for two more.

"So what happens if you lose, sweetcheeks?" you smiled. Oh, the things you could possibly do to prank the older Winchester.

"oh, Im not going to lose. But you might." He winked, picking up his next shot.

//Three hours later//

"O-okay... Oh my god... (Y/N), you got this, just one more..." you slurred to yourself. Right now, the score is 10-10. tied. Dean is starting to slump over, resting his chin on his hand, smiling stupidly at you.

"You cant do it..." Dean sighed. "Although if you could, i will be very impressed."

you and Dean have been shit talking for the last three hours. At one point, you made a deal. If you won, Dean does whatever you ask of him for a day. If he wins, he takes you on a date. But yall never talked about if it stayed at a tie. Sammy has been keeping an eye on you two from a distance, due to the crude talk yall would shoot at each other. It was closing in around two in the morning, Sam's tired, you and Dean were wasted beyond return. So, being the moose Sammy is, he decides to drag you two out for good.

"Okay, Okay. Enough you two. Its late, your both drunk and its a tie." Sam said sternly, He started to reach for Dean, searching for the keys. 

"Whoa, getting a little frisky there Sammy?" Dean chuckled, swaying back and forth. Sam glared at him and just hoisted his brother up, steadying him with one arm, you with the other. "oh, we're going on a trip!" Dean said cheerfully. 

"I h-hope *hiccup* its not a long one." you sighed. Sam pushed you both into the backseat of the impala.

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'THAT IS TOTALLY NOT THE BEST KIND OF PIE!" Dean yelled. You both got into an argument about food, because well, you were both getting hungry. You were walking, well more like stumbling into the library.

" SO?? APPLE IS DELICIOUS AND YOU KNOW IT!" you yelled back. " I MEAN YOU PRACTICALLY EAT IT EVERY DAY, SO HOW WOULD YOU KNOW WHAT FLAVOR IS THE BEST KIND OF PIE?" you demanded.

Sam was following behind yall, shaking his head.  Babysitting two drunk adults, was not what he planned for tonight.

"ALL TYPES OF PIE ARE THE BEST! AND I WOULD KNOW BECAUSE *hiccup* IVE HAD THEM ALL!" Dean walked into the kitchen, seeing you trying to reach the pie on the highest shelf. why is it on the highest shelf? Because Dean caught you one day taking the rest of his pie, so for small revenge, he placed it on the shelf where he could only reach, minus Sam. He looked you up and down, looking at your stretched out body. Slowly walking towards you, he wraps one of his arms around you hanging on your waist, the other reaching for the pie. you turn to look at Dean, his vibrant green eyes filled with lust, connecting with your subtle (eye color) eyes. "Were you trying to get this?" he teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Y-yeah, thanks." You reached for the pie, only for him to pull away, making you stumble into him. You wrapped an arm around his neck, the other reaching for the pie that was above his head. He chuckled as you stepped onto his feet like a child, considering hes a good foot taller than you. After a couple moments, you gave up. sighing, you put your head into his chest. "What am i gonna have to do, to get that pie from you?" You looked up, your faces mere inches from one another.

"Just this." he ducked his head down, crashing his lips softly onto yours. It was slow and gentle, turning into a more passionate and heated kiss after your initial shock of what was going on. You wrapped your arms around his neck, his sliding around your waist to pull you closer, leaving no space between the two of you. You reach a hand up to play with his hair, while Dean slides his hands up under your shirt, finally putting the pie down. You pulled away, staring at each other breathlessly.

at the entrance to the kitchen, you heard Sam clear his throat. "Guys, we eat there. Can yall at least take it to the bedroom?" You scratched the back of your neck out of embarrassment.

"Haha, sorry Sammy." you smiled shyly. You turned back to Dean, unraveling yourself from him. "Night, Sweetcheeks." You smiled and walked off to your room, leaving a drunk, dumbfounded (maybe), and lust filled Dean.

Once you got to your room, you crashed onto your bed. Too drunk to even care about removing your clothes, you rolled onto your back, looking at the ceiling. what the hell just happened? you thought to yourself. You kicked off your boots the best you could, when a knock came from the door.

"come in." you answered. No doubt, it was probably Dean. Your door opened slowly, revealing no other than the older Winchester.

"(Y/N)?" Dean called out for you. You sat up to look at him, propping yourself up on your elbows.

"whats up Dean-o?" you smirked. you leaned your head back, running a hand through your hair.

Dean glared at you for the nickname, but he continued to come into your bedroom. "uh, i just wanted to, um, explain- to talk about, um, earlier." he stuttered, by this time he caught your attention. So you sat up, looking at  him shuffling awkwardly on his feet. "Shit, im just gonna come out and say it," he paused, walking up to your sitting figure. "I'm in love with you, (Y/N). I have since the day you joined me and Sammy on hunts. And I can tell you, that I love everything about you, no doubt about it." Dean confessed. "if you d-" you crashed your lips to his, cutting him off.

"I love you, too, you big dork." You laughed, he smiled, as he placed his lips back on to yours. "I have since i laid my eyes on you." Dean wrapped you in his arms, picking you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck once more, Dean's hands finding their way back up under your shirt. Slowly, things started to turn more passionate. You kissed down Dean's jaw, leading down his neck, hitting his sweet spot, he laid you on your bed with him laying on top of you. He slipped your shirt off, your bra soon following after. You pulled dean's shirt off as he kissed you from your lips to your breasts. His hands tracing every inch of your upper body.

"I love you, (Y/N)." Dean said as he pulled away, staring lovingly into your eyes.

"i know." you smirked. He gave you a look that said 'really?' and you chuckled. "I love you too, Dean."

He smiled as he kissed you, taking things slow, savoring everything about you, and you him.

From midnight drinking challenges, to three A.M confessions, you were happy with the man you love.

//Goodnight//

well, that was great wasnt it? lol

so this one was basically based on a dream i had, but some what different. Either way, both end up happy haha. Plus i know it was really random, but i was bored and i needed something to do.

anyways, im logging off for now. I'll update soon, loves. <3