J2M imagines

dancing on my own // dean x reader

imagine you have feelings for dean but you've been too afraid to tell him until one night

It was the usual after hunt celebration, getting drinks at a bar in the town we were hunting in. Every time we'd go to the bar, Dean would be hitting on a new girl. And you may think, what's the problem with that, its Dean. The problem is that I've had feelings for him for a while now. We sit down in a booth, order some beers and a basket of fries to share until Dean spots his girl of the night at the bar. "I'll be back in a bit." He smirked, glancing in her direction. I sighed and took a sip of my beer while rolling my eyes. Thankfully Sam didn't catch it.

Throughout the time of us being at the bar, I'd glance over at them to see them giggling and having a grand old time. "You should tell him y/n." Sam pulled me out of my daydream. "What?" I asked softly. "You have feelings for Dean." He responded. I scoffed and shook my head, "I do not." Sam laughed lowly, "I'm not blind y/n." I sighed again, "You're right. But I can't confess to him." He shot me a look of confusion. "It's Dean, he doesn't just settle down. When's the last time he was in a real relationship?" I questioned Sam. "Well-." I cut him off. "Exactly." I glanced over when I saw Dean walking towards us.

"Here's the keys to baby. I'll see you guys at the motel in a bit." I scoffed once again. "What?" He asked. "Nothing, come on Sam." I said sliding out of the booth. Sam followed me out the door and I tossed him the keys. "You don't wanna drive?" He asked and I shook my head. We arrived at the motel and I called the shower first. Once I finished and got dressed, I sat down on my bed. Pulling my knees to my chest, Sam looked over at me. "Wanna talk?" He asked, noticing the sad expression on my face. "Its just hard, to see him go out and fuck any girl that he wants." Sam sighed, climbing onto my bed.

Looking my in the eyes and grabbing my hand, "I know. He's a dumbass." I giggled, "You really think so?" He nodded, "Yes. He doesn't see what he's missing out on." We continued to talk until we heard keys hit the door to our room. "Thanks Sammy." I whispered as he got up from my bed. Dean made his entrance, "Woo was she a feisty thing." I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to bed." I said as Sam got up to go shower. Once the bathroom door closed, I felt the edge of my bed sink. "Alright what's your problem?" Dean asked.

"I don't have a problem." I said, rolling over. "Yes you do. You have had one since the bar. Talk to me." I chuckled sarcastically and sat up. "You're blind aren't you?" He shook his head, "What?" I shook my head in disbelief, tears forming from being bottled up. "I like you Dean, I have for a while. Why do you think every time you go off to fuck some random bitch I get like this?" He looked at his hands, "Y/n I-." I cut him off, "I've kept this bottled up for so fucking long and I can't do it anymore. You just don't seem to see that I've liked you and-."

I was cut off by a soft pair of lips on mine. I closed my eyes, melting into the kiss. "I like you too. A lot." I paused for a second, "Then why do you go out with random girls you meet at the bar?" I asked quietly. "Because I've always thought you were out of my league. That you'd never see me that way." I laughed lowly, "Well you were wrong." He leaned in slowly and kissed me again. He pulled away but leaned his forehead against mine, "I love you y/n. Have for a long time." He admits. "I love you too Winchester." I whisper. "It's about time you two admitted you love each other." Sam says, walking out of the bathroom. Dean and I share a laugh before he climbs into bed.

a/n
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