Book: Male Reader Imagines, Multifandom
Chapter 121: Die For You, Supernatural
Word Count: 1473
He was so cold when he woke up. Shivering even though he was under two thick blankets. His mind was in a haze as his eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the light, burning slightly. With the little strength he had, he looked to the side, seeing Dean was holding his hand with his head pressed against it. "Dean..." He murmured.
Dean shot up so quickly that [name] would have jumped back in shock if he wasn't so drowsy. "You're awake. Thank god, you're awake." He said, wrapping him up in a tight hug. "I thought I lost you."
"What happened?" He asked, trying to sit up only for a loud groan of pain to leave his lips. He brought his hand up to cradle his head.
"You don't... you don't remember? You were shot. It was, um, it was a pretty close call. You lost a lot of blood." Dean cleared his throat, running his fingers through his lovers hair.
He brought his hand down to touch his chest as the memory flashed through his mind. The pain and the screams. Not just from him but from Dean as well. He could have sworn the bullet punctured his heart. There was no way he could have survived that. "How am I alive?" He questioned himself, clenching his shirt in his hand.
"Don't say things like that. All that matters is that you are alive and I- we saved you." Dean smiled but there was a pain behind that smile. He was hiding something.
"Where is Sam... and Bobby?" He asked, looking around the room. A room he certainly didn't recognise.
In fact, he had no idea where he was. He thought he would be at Bobby's house. He also thought that if he had a near death experience they would be here when he woke up. What was more important than that?
Dean's smile faltered for only a second but it was long enough for the other male to catch. "They went to go get some dinner at Bobby's. We can go there later. For now, you should get some more rest. I don't want you hurting yourself because you couldn't stay put." He finished off.
But that wasn't good enough. [name] shrugged his shoulders up and down before stretching his arms up. He expected to feel some sort of pain but he felt fine.
He was only a bit sluggish. Like he just woke up from a long nap. He swung his legs to the right, hanging them over the bed before standing up. "I feel fine."
Dean jumped up behind him and wrapped his arms around him as if he were about to fall. "J-Just hold on a second. You're getting ahead of yourself. Please just get back into bed."
"I don't want to. I don't need to rest." He insisted back. "I feel like I've been lying down for too long. I want to stretch my legs and go see Sam and Bobby. They don't know I'm awake yet and it'll ease there worrying." Seeing the look on Dean's face, he sighed and continued, "besides, I'm starving and you said they have food, so lets go."
"Okay... but, um..." Dean paused and looked at the ground. "Nothing. Forget it."
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When they arrived at Bobby's house, [name] jumped out of the car and sped walked into the house, hearing Dean call after him but he ignored it and continued moving forward.
"Guys! I'm back!" He yelled at. Sam and Bobby slowly entered the room, looking at him with wide eyes. "Thanks for being there when I woke up you jerks. I can see how much you care." He joked, receiving no laughs.
Dean came up beside him, sliding his hand in his. "Look, he's fine. I told you he would be." His voice was stern.
"What did you do?" Bobby asked, his voice shaky. He hadn't been able to take his eyes of [name] since he walked into the house. Neither had Sam and it was starting to freak the man next to Dean out.
The room was silent and filled with tension. "What's going on? Why is everyone acting weird?" No one answered and he was getting more frustrated with the situation. "Don't ignore me! First Dean and now you two? What happened while I was out?"
"Nothing happened." Dean responded before either of the other two could. "There just shocked that you're up and walking already. Looks like you're stronger than they gave you credit for."
"Yeah... yeah, that's it." Sam added on, walking over to him with a tight smile and pulling him into a hug. One that was so tight it nearly knocked the breath out of him. "I'm glad you're okay, man."
"Thanks but you're loosen up on the hug a bit? You're crushing me." He wheezed out and Sam pulled back with an apology. "It's fine." Bobby was the one who hugged him next and he felt his shoulders shake, like he was crying. "You two are acting like I died. Look at me. I'm completely fine. Calm down." He laughed at them. "Though it is sweet that you're worrying so much."
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Soon, [name] found himself sitting at the table, shoving a whole bunch of food in his mouth. His stomach was yelling at him to slow down and speed up at the same time. He was so hungry.
He leaned back in his chair, looking at the empty plate in front of him. He looked around the room, noticing he was the only one in there. Where did everyone go?
He stood up and made his way around the house, not finding anyone anywhere. He didn't see them until he was at the front door and saw them standing in a circle in the front yard. He leaned closer to the door to hear what they were saying.
"How could you do this Dean?! How do you think he's going to react when he finds out?" Sam nearly yelled but was quickly shushed by his brother.
"He will probably kill me but it doesn't matter. As long as he is here safe and sound. Than I don't care what happens to me."
"Yeah, we can see that." Bobby snapped gruffly. "Aren't you always the way saying if something is dead it should stay dead? Well, what happened to that motto?"
"It went straight out of the window as soon as the love of my life died!" Dean yelled. "I did what I had to do."
"You made a deal with a crossroads demon! You're an idiot, Dean! How do you think [name] is going to feel when he finds out that he is the reason you are going to die?"
Dean opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't because the door to the house slammed open and [name] stood there, his eyes blazing. "Yeah, Dean? How did you think I would feel, huh?" His voice was getting progressively louder. "I knew there was something going on but I never thought... how could you do this?! I should have stayed dead!"
"Don't say that!" Dean ran over to him, trying to grab his hands but [name] kept pulling away. "I had to do it. I couldn't let you die."
"And now you're going to die because of me!"
"Don't you do that. Don't blame yourself for a choice I made. I was being selfish, okay? I couldn't live without you." Dean started to cry as he spoke.
"And now I'm the one going to live without you. How is that fair? Ten years isn't long enough Dean."
Dean eye's looked to the ground. "I don't have ten years. I only have one. It was all they would give me to bring you back." He whispered.
[name] felt like his heart had just been ripped out of his chest and he nearly found himself collapsing to the floor. "You idiot." Was all he could say. He brought his hands up to cover his eyes. "How could you?" He finally let Dean wrap him in a hug and it made everything feel more real. "I'm not going to let you die. I'm going to find a way to save you. I promise."
Don't make promises you can't keep, was what Dean wanted to say but he couldn't hurt [name] anymore than he already had so he just nodded, even though he knew it was impossible.
He was going to die in a years time. So he was going to spend this last year with his loved ones, making as many happy memories as he could for them to remember him by.
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