This one-shot is dedicated to Brooke brookemccreaa♥
Dean Winchester :
"You ruined it." Dean says plopping on my cot
"What are you talking about?"
"My pillow! It's not even squishy anymore. All you did was sleep with it!"
"I may or may not have used it to pillow fight Cas."
"You taunted my only pillow with his wierdness? I'll never sleep with again."
He said it as if his world actually ended. Which I guess it kinda did. Dean, Sam, and I have been stuck in the bunker for a month cut off from the world. The reason? Well, smell of dead demons -though it doesn't have distinct scent- doesn't exactly srt the mood when you & the guy you love are about to kiss right? My name is Brooke. I'm 17, have brown hair with aqua tips, and blue eyes. Me and the winchester boys have been in each other's lives since birth. And I am currently in love with one of them not naming any names but..... Okay. Fine. It's Dean. The only person in the entire world who can my heart skip 1000 beats with just a flicker of his alluring emerald eyes. His sharp jaw, soft dirty-blonde hair, and slightly tanned skin.
"You can just share mine." I shrugged and leaned as we both did seperate things.
(A/N: point of kinda switches. Just in case I do it later in this chapter I'll use the star for POV switch)
★★★★★
"Sam, their doing it again and they don't even know it." Cas leaned against the wall on the other side of the bunker and whiapered to me lowly. "Is he ever gping to get serious about her?"
"I don't know, but someone's gonna get hurt."
"Maybe we should talk to them."
I considered the idea for a second and it wasn't all that bad. Cas has a point, but they should do it themselves. They just need a little "push"
★★★★★
Hi, Mr and Mrs.Winchester." I poked a finger in Brooke's side
"That's not funny Cas!"
She's right, it isn't funny. It was actually hilarious. Every time me or Sam teased Brooke and Dean about their "relationship" they both shared the same expressions. Like now. They were beat red with embarssment and shyness I think.
"So. Here's how it's going to work. You, my dear Brooke, are going to stay here." I stopped to let Sam finish the explanation
"With Dean and discuss a little something you both have trouble talking about."
They just looked at us like we had just grown antennas from our heads.
Sam just rolled his eyes in frustration
"Your feelings for each other!" We said simultaneously
"We're headed up stairs to get some more cleaning done."
"And taking the weapons. Just in case someone's unhappy." Sams grabs the guns and knife to place outside the door and we head upstairs "hopefully they won't get creative."
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"So....." Dean scratches the back of his head
"Ihavebeeninloveyouforawhilenow." I stammered quickly
"What? Slow down!" He placed a hand on my shoulder
"I'm...in...love...with you."
He leaned back against the wall. And stayed that way for an unbearable two minutes. Not talking and me not breathing.
"Why didn't you say something? Not that I can really be talking, but we probably wouldn't be in thia moment if we talked about it earlier." He looked me in the eye as he said this. A million emotions flowed through his eyes in that millisecond. Happiness? Confusion? Love? No I was definitely imagining that last one. He probably doesn't even like me like that.
"I kinda thought you'd just reject me. And then we wouldn't talk anymore. Or watch Walking Dead. Or play COD. And I would just...just... I don't even know!"
I was hyperventalating and stuttering. Basically I was a mess.
"Calm down. Brooke, it's fine and i would never." He gave me a shy smile and pulled me to and rested his chin on top of my head to plant a kiss in my hair.
"I've loves you ever since I learned what the word even meant."
And then he did the one thing I've been dreaming of since forever.
He removed his head from ontop of mine
"My whole life."
And then our lips connected and I slowly but surely slipped away from reality and into all the moments when Dean and I just chilled out or layed on one of the thousands of junk cars in Bobby's junk yard and just stared at the sky. Talking about any and everything, yet nothing at all.
And then Moose and Clarence came back and the moment ended
"Glad to see you guys worked put your problems." Cas chuckled
"Same hear. I don't think I could live through another one of their 'deeply un love you' staring sessions." Sam said and made a smoochy face at us. Only resulting in me and Dean throwing a pillow at him.
"Still willing to share a pillow tonight?" He asked pecking my cheek and getting up to get a beer from the fridge
"Definitely."
Another request finished today guys! I spent a whole battery on it and I had fun writting this one too. Thanks for making the request Brooke. And don't feel shy to make your own my lovely rainicorns! Don't forget to check out brookemccreaa and kittygrace123 to read, vot and comment on their works!
~Megan (π♦π)
