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I am so sorry Deanxreader

Imagine you have been living and hunting with the Winchesters for years and they are your best friends but you have caught feelings for dean. 

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warning: Death

It's crazy how your feelings for a person can change in a heartbeat. You have been living with the winchesters for what, 7 years now maybe, and they were your only family and you loved them with all your heart. But these brotherly feelings have slightly changed when it comes to the older winchester. Before, you were blind to the emerald color of his eyes. His eyes were suddenly as green as pine and you could easily say that now, you were lost in the forest. His smile that you didn't even notice before was the only thing on your mind. Sometimes you caught yourself staring at him, appreciating his beauty from afar. You knew that, in this life, there was no room for feelings or for love. So your feelings had to remain a secret, only known by you.

Dean had been your best friend for as long as you could remember and suddenly it was like all the love songs ever written was about him. Being a hunter is very risky, you probably won't live a very long life, you knew you had to tell him about your feelings. The day had been as every other day, sam researching, dean doing is everyday stuff and you studying him from a distant, silently admiring him. Sam was researching about a case you were currently working on. A man in his late thirties had been killed in his house, stabbed in the neck with a kitchen knife. The doors and windows had been locked and there was no sign of a break in. An easy salt and burn.

You were currently sitting in the library with sam.

"So get this, apparently, when the guy was younger, he was drunk driving and crashed into a couple, killing the wife. Guess what, the husband to the dead wife recently died. It's probably a ghost wanting revenge for the wife. The husband will most likely kill the drunk drivers wife so we better hit the road.

That's how you got into the situation you are right now. Sam is out digging up the bones and you and dean are fighting off the ghost. You were standing alone in the bedroom of the wife's house, aiming the rock salt shotgun everywhere around you, ready to shoot at any moment. Dean was out, getting the wife to safety.

Suddenly, you heard dean calling out for you. You ran in the direction of his voice and found yourself in the livingroom. The wife was standing in a circle of salt. Dean stood, weaponless, with his arms in front of him as some kind of defence. A few feet away was the ghost with a big kitchen knife in his hand ready to attack dean at any second.

It all happened so fast. You saw the ghost preparing for attack and without thinking you launched yourself in front of dean. A sharp pain spread in your stomach and your breath caught in your throat. A bright yellow light and a high pitched scream was heard and the ghost was gone. All the sounds became as if underwater. Slurry and inaudible. Everything slowed down. A metallic taste filled your mouth as your knees gave in and you fell, clutching your stomach.

You blinked a few times and reality struck. Dean was now in front of you, repeatedly saying 'no' as he held you in his arms. Sam came bursting through the door and abruptly stopped at the scene before his eyes. You knew you didn't have very much time left, you could feel life slowly fading from you.

"Dean", you croaked out.

You looked up, he was crying.

"Why did you do this?", was all he said, sadness laced his voice.

You took a deep breath.

"It's okay", you whispered even if you knew, it wasn't.

He just shook his head.

"I guess I will not have another chance to tell you this so here it goes." Your voice was shaking and tears were streaming down your face. "I love you, dean. I love you so so much." You took in a sharp breath, determined to continue. "Falling for you wasn't falling at all. It was like walking into a house and suddenly knowing you are home. I love everything about you. Your smile. Your eyes. Your voice. Your laugh. Your existence. You. I love you and I am so sorry." The pain was now too much. You were so tired and your breaths were short and irregular. You looked up at him one last time and whispered

"I am so sorry"

and then everything went black.

Dean held you tighter as your body went limp in his arms. "I love you too, I always did", he whispered and kissed your forehead.

He sat like that for hours, crying, never to be the same again.

Author's note<3

Sooo, this was my first imagine ever written. Please comment and give some feedback. It's not very good but I try my best.

Quotes inspired from Pinterest.

Thanxxxxxx