Supernatural x Male!Reader Season 2!

Supernatural x Male!Reader Part 4!

Sorry for any typos or mistakes that I make. I send these out right when I'm done typing them, making a quick scan for red lines and that's it. So sorry if anything sounds funny, I'm gonna try to go back in the very beginning and read the series over and fix any mistakes I've made

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Episode: Season 2 Episode 2

Part: 1

Key: 

(M/n) = Male Name

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural, everything happens in this show/fandom

Enjoy~

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~Woods, night~

The only light comes from a wrapped, burning body. It was John's funeral. The way hunters are honored when they die. Standing behind, hands in their pockets, were Sam and Dean. Sam is near tears and fidgeting, Dean staring into the flames silently.

"Before he....before, did he say anything to you? About anything?" Sam asked.

"No. Nothing." Dean replied, not looking at his brother.

(M/n) came up to the two, silent.

~Junkyard~

~A week later~

Dean was underneath his car, working on it, only his legs sticking out. It was a little more than a rusted frame, but looks more considerably less crunched than less time. Sam walked up.

"How's the car coming along?" He asked.

"Slow."

"Yeah? Need any help?"

Dean dropped something heavy. "What, you under a hood? I'll pass."

"Need anything else, then?"

Dean pushed himself out from under the car ad stands.

"Stop it, Sam."

"Stop what?"

"Stop asking if I need anything, stop asking if I'm okay. I'm okay. Really. I promise. Trust me, (M/n) kept asking and you saw where that got him." 

Sam remembered seeing (M/n) walk oddly, lightly saying 'ow' as he walked. Big bite marks on his neck that healed a little slower then usual.

"It's fun hooking up with a demon, they heal fast." Sam shook his head, not wanting to think about the two together.

"All right, Dean, it' just....We've been at Bobby's for over a week now and you haven't brought up dad once."

"You know what? You're right. Come here. I'm gonna lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, hug, and maybe even slow dance." ((Loved this scene))

"Don't patronize me, Dean, dad is dead. The colt is gone, and it seems pretty damn likely that the demon is behind all of this, and you're acting like nothing happened."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Say something alright? Hell, say anything! Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? But all you do is sit out here all day long buried underneath this damn car."

"Revenge, huh?"

"Yeah."

"Sounds good. You got any leads on where the demon is? Making heads or tails of any of dad's research? Because I sure ain't. But you know, if we finally find it- oh. No, wait, like you said. The colt's gone. Bu I'm sure you've figured out another way to kill it. We've got noting, Sam. Nothing, okay? So you know the only thing I can do? Is I can work on the car." Dean said, crouching by the car again, getting back to work.