Supernatural One Shots

You're Dead! (Dean)

You're a good friend of Dean and recently moved in the bunker with them. Dean desperatly wanted you to move in with them so he could have an eye on you and also to spend more time together. He likes you for a while now but doesn't know how to tell you. He tries to show it through pranks and annoying you constandly. One day you walked through the halls of the huge place towards the kitchen where you hid your sweets and snacks. Hopeing Dean wouldn't find them there because he never cooks. Maybe he does and you just don't know but you've never seen him do it. As you opend your secret space you looked in it shooked. Its empty..he really found it. That son of a bitch..
"DEEEEAN"
No answer..
"GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN HERE!", you yelled storming out the kitchen
As you stept into the hallway you saw him enter it. His expression changed quickly as he saw you and just before you could say anythig he started running.
"Your DEAD Winchster!", you yelled again running after him
Like a rabbit in a maze beeing hunted by a wolf the two of you ran through the bunker. You came across the big meeting room leaving Sam confused at first. But he stopped carring at this point because it evolved into a daily occasion. Dean managed to find a way outside but that didn't stop you at all. It was heavily raining ouside and so the cold afternoon air hit your face together with the rain. It was a nice, refreshing feeling. You cought up to Dean and managed to tackle him down.
"Gotcha", you said victorious sitting on top of him.
He liked the view he had but hoped that you wouldn't notice it.
"How many times do I have to tell you to NOT eat my stuff?"
"To be honest as often as you want I'm still gonna do it and I will find it everywhere", Dean replied smirking his typical way
You couldn't help yourself and smile about his honesty.
"You're an asshole Dean"
"But Im your asshole..", he said with a flirtatious look on his face
It startled you a bit but you went along with it.
"Of course you are. The one and only", you said leaning down coming closer to his face
You stopped right before his nose. You were so close but still not touching the others face. As you wanted to go further the rain got even heavier then before.
"I think we should go inside so you won't get sick", Dean said holding eye contact with you
"Yeah I guess we should", you agreed holding his gaze
You got up from him so that he could move. He got up and looked you up and down. Your clothes are as wet as they could be just like his. He than came closer to wrap his arms around you.
"If something like this happens everytime I steal your shit I'm never gonna stop.."
Slowly your hands wander up to his face resting on his cheeks.
"Well if you want it to end like this all the time keep going then."
Your eyes locked again taking everything in. You couldn't take this tension anymore, pulled his face down and kissed him. Time stopped for a second, his grip got tighter. His warmth was the only thing you could feel right now. He pulled away to look at you, a smile forming on his lips and now kissing you passionatly. The rain was irrelavant and so you stood there kissing in the rain. One of the most beautiful moments ever.

*2 days later*
You're laying in bed, ill.
"Damn you Winchester", you thought as you turned around to face the door.
Yesterday you started to feel a little ill but didn't think about it really and you didn't want Dean to be right. And today you woke up with high temperature and a massive headache. But as you thought about him a slight smile came to your face. A short moment after, you heard someone knock.
"Yeah?"
Sam opend the door a bit to look inside.
"How are you feeling", the tall one asked worried
"Okay could be worse", you said trying to push it off but Sam knows you to well
"As I thought. You're spending to much time with Dean, you start acting like him", he said a small smile on his lips
You smiled because he was right. You always liked Sam for being the complete diffrence to Dean.
"Rest and get well soon okay"
"Trying my best thanks Sam."
He closed the door quietly and so you were left alone again. Sleeping would be an option if you actually could, you tried several times now but it doesn't want to work. Little time goes by as you heard someone knocking again.
"Come in."
The door opened and you see Dean peaking through.
"Hello sunshine how are you?", he asked grinning
"Could be better but thanks to you I'm laying here."
"That has its advantages. First you can't hunt me down like last time and second you can't escape me like that."
His eyes lid up for a second as he came in with a serving tray. He slowly set down next to you and put it down on the table next to you. You set up as fast as you could to look at what he braught you.
"I wanted to apologize. You're sick because of me so I'm going to care for you as best as I can."
Instead of thanking him you started laughing quietly.
"Hey I'm trying to make it up to you so stop laughing at me.."
"I'm not laughing at you..its just so sweet"
You looked him deeply in the eyes and let yourself sink in this beautiful green.
"Thank you", you whispered and tasted the soup he made.
It tasted really good but it was still hot so you nearly burned yourself. Dean was amoused and really happy at the same time. He felt good helping you and accepting the feelings for you which you returned in the end.