Supernatural one shots

Elevator Ride

Hey guys...*Enter awkward laugh here* So I hope no ones terribly mad at me for being gone so long and not updating. I'm so sorry. I hope y'all can forgive me. I need to rant but, it's not gonna be in this update.

I don't really have a writing schedule, it's basically when I have an idea for one. Lately, I know it hasn't been because I haven't had one, it's due to running errands and taking care of my grandparents. (I don't give myself the time of day to take care of myself and what I need to do to move my life on. Unless when it comes to hygiene. Showers are a blessing.)

So, for getting back in the swing of things, here is an update for all you lovely people.

Enjoy, Little Winchesters. XOXO

You sat on the elevator, silently laying on the floor with your feet propped up against the railing. Your hands were folded behind your head, giving some type of cushion between the hard floor and your cranium. This was your fourth or fifth ride up and down, the sounds of the mechanical work of the machine slowly making you nod off. You had trouble getting to sleep, so here you were, laying in an elevator half asleep.

There was always something about elevators that made you calm down. When you were feeling to anxious, to wound up, you'd find a hotel in whatever town you were in for that week. It was like taking deep breaths. The steady pull of going up to each floor, then the sudden downfall. It was relaxing.

The elevator doors slid open, the electricity buzzing as the worked. You heard two pairs of footsteps clamber in, pressing the button for the floor they need. You still laid there, minding your own business, even though you felt their eyes on you. You cracked your eyes open, hearing shuffling as the people looked between each other and you, talking silently between themselves.

"Dude, just-"

"What if I disturb her?"

"Just do-"

"Or you can just take a picture, boys." You chuckled, stretching your arms out above you. You opened your eyes against the fluorescent lights of the confined yet spacious room. "It lasts longer."

You ran a hand through your (h/c) hair,  moving your legs in realization that they were becoming stiff.

"Or we can do that," One guy chuckled. You looked to him, taking in his appearance. He had short, dirty blonde hair, a strong jaw, straight nose, and emerald green eyes, full pink lips. You turned your head to look at the other man, noticing he was taller than the other man, not by much, but he still towered over him. He had shaggy brown hair, hazel eyes with a hint of green, a strong jaw, also.

"So, what brings you to a hotel in the middle of the night?" You asked, moving your hands back under your head and closing your eyes.

"Just passing through. Thought it would be okay for once to not stay in some crappy motel with my brother." The first guy chuckled, scratching his chin. He looked to you, wondering why the hell you were just laying on the floor.

"Brothers, huh?" You smirk, laughing lightly. "And here I thought you guys were lovers."  You opened your (color) eyes again, winking at them both. They both gaped at you, one scoffing as they looked for a smart comeback to say. You laughed at their reactions, turning your head away from them. You breathed in deeply as the elevator continued up, your head fuzzy with tiredness. "What're your names, boys?"

"Dean and this is by brother Sam." Green eyes, Dean, answered as you cracked one eye open, squinting against the light.  "Yours?"

"(Your First Name)." You yawned out, putting your feet down and pushing yourself up into a sitting position. You ran your hand through your hair, hopefully fixing the mess it became since you first came into the elevator. You grabbed the elevator's railing, pulling yourself up.