Dean~ Make it up to me.

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A/n: that pic tho^

Warnings: sexual content including; Swearing, oral, light domination, outdoor sex, sex against a car hood, make-up sex.

Fandom: Supernatural

Reader's pov:
A week. An entire week.
It had been an entire week since I had heard from Dean or Sam. And it was especially scary considering they were on a hunting trip. I don't know what's going on.
Is Dean hurt? Sam? Are they..... No. I can't think that way. My boyfriend and his brother are alive. I have to believe it to be true. Hopefully they're just caught up with the hunt. Hopefully.

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I heard doors slam open and shut, interrupting my worrying. Instinctively, I grabbed a gun from the nearby outdoor table and clicked off the safety. Holding the gun up to face the doorway to which the stranger would come from.

The stranger's footsteps grew louder and heavier as they neared the door and were about to enter into the backyard, where I was. I walked closer and eventually was right in front of the door, and I held the gun tighter, ready to fire.

The barrel of the gun collided with a persons chest as they entered the space and they immediately stiffened.
Before I could see them or their face, I was thrown onto the floor, the gun knocked out of my hand.

I looked up to see my boyfriend and his brother with raised eyebrows, Dean holding my gun he so easily discarded from me.

"You came back to me." I whispered, eyes meeting his in intense eye contact.

"I'll always come back to you." Dean told me, then noticed the situation before him and decided to access it.

"Sorry for the fall, but babe, what are you doing? You could've shot me!" Dean exclaimed, holding out a hand to help me up.
I got up on my own, ignoring his hand.

"You scared me! I heard footsteps and didn't know who to expect, Dean!" I defended, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You know, since you never called! Making me worry sick!" I raised my voice as I spoke, blood rushing to my face.

Dean and Sam exchanged glances before they both looked at me with empathy.

"I'm sorry, baby. That wasn't intentional. We didn't mean to make you worry, our phones were taken by what we were hunting as soon as they suspected we were hunters." Dean apologized, stepping closer over to me cautiously, Sam nodding in agreement with Dean's statement.

My hard gaze visibly softened at his words, and I lowered my arms to my sides and let out a barely audible sigh.

"I understand, and I'm sorry for yelling. I was just really worried, for you both." I raised my eyes to meet theirs, and I then held out my arms, waiting for an embrace.

They both had warm smiles on their faces as they made their way over to hug me.
We all enveloped each other in a tight, forgiving group hug.

"Sammy, can you give us some time, please?" Dean spoke after we pulled away from the hug, and Sam nodded in agreement before he walked off.

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