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You Don't Love Me - Dean Winchester

Been a while since I wrote something for Supernatural. I saw this prompt thing on tiktok that I decided to use for this. :) it's shorter than usual but I hope you enjoy non the less!

Word Count: 635

   "YOU DON'T LOVE ME!"

   He freezes, the words he was about to shout back gone. You and Dean had been arguing for the past hour. You don't even remember what started it. Probably something about how he never seemed to care spending time with you anymore. Sam had come to check on you both once about 10 minutes in, but immediately went back into his room. So here you were. 

   "WELL?!"

   "(Y/N)..." his voice is suddenly soft and almost gentle. 

   You feel your heart shatter on the spot. "You aren't denying it...." Tears cloud your vision. "Why aren't you denying it, Dean?! We've been dating for 6 months!"

   "(Y/n) listen. It's not that I don't love you I just-I-...I don't love you in the way I should...romantically..."

   You just shake your head, pushing past him and letting the tears fall. You brush by Sam who was coming out to check on things after the yelling had stopped, and go straight to your room, collapsing against the door and letting yourself break down. How much was true and a lie then?

   He said he loved you. He said he'd be there for you forever. You'd told him all your insecurities, and he was always there to reassure you. But....was it real?

   You don't know how long you sit against the door before someone knocks softly. "Go away." you croak out.

   "(Y/N) it's me." Sam's voice says, muffled. 

   "Did Dean send you?"

   "No. No I'm here on my own accord." You shift over so he can open the door. He pushes it open, and closes it behind him before sitting next to you on the floor. "Come here." he opens his arms and lets you lean into him, holding you tight.

    "Did you know?" You whisper, silent tears falling down your cheeks. You feel him shake his head.

   "Absolutely not. He shouldn't have played with your heart." he mutters out. "I already yelled at him. I'm pissed about it. You didn't deserve this. You're family." he strokes your hair gently. "But we're all going to get past this. It's nothing you did. Dean just.....has attachment issues what with all the people we've lost. And again, you're family. He just can't see you both in the relationship sense. I know that doesn't help any, hell it might even be worse. But just know he never wanted to hurt you, (Y/N)." he's started to rock you a bit at this point.

   You nod slowly. "I know. I just need to mend my heart before I try to make amends." you whisper, closing your eyes.

   You doze off for a bit and wake to Sam shaking you. "Hey. I need to go check on him and do more research. You gonna be okay by yourself for a bit?" 

   You nod, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and sitting up off him. "Yeah. Yeah I'll be okay."

   He gives you a gentle smile. "If you need anything, you come find me or shoot me a text, yeah? Anything at all."

   You nod, smiling a bit. "Thanks Sammy."

   He chuckles at the nickname and gets up, leaving you alone. You go to the bathroom to clean yourself up a bit, washing your face. You dry your face with a towel before looking up at your reflection. You can't help it. Your mind isn't in the right place, and there's a hole in your heart still. You look at yourself in the mirror, and there's only one thought that crosses your mind.

Now that I'm looking at myself in the mirror....I know why.