You've been living with the Winchesters for awhile now. You've become really close with them. You and Sam research together and goof off when you can. Sometimes you and Dean go out to the bar or grab a couple burgers together. They're like family to you.
Today's one of the days you and Dean go out to a bar to celebrate yet another solved case. You both rock out to ACDC, air drumming and singing as you drive to the best bar in town.
You guys walk into the bar and sit down on the stools by the bar.
"How may I help you folks?" The bartender asks as he walks up to you.
"Two beers, please." Deans says without hesitation.
The bartender nods as he reaches down and pulls out the beers.
"To a great case." You say as you hold up your beer.
"To a great case." Dean repeats, clinking his beer to yours and taking a swig.
You both sit quietly as you down your beers. After about 3 beers you're feeling a bit tipsy. You decide that you want to dance.
"Come dance with me Dean." Your words slur together as you grab Deans arm.
"No way. I'll just stay sitting here. You go dance." He takes another swig of his beer.
"Come on Dean." You beg, shaking his arm.
He waves you off and you sigh in defeat. You walk to the dance floor, stumbling somewhat on the way, and begin to dance. It doesn't take long until you feel hands on your hips and somebody's crotch pressing against your bum. You're too drunk to care, plus you just assume it's Dean.
"You're one sexy little whore." Somebody whispers in your ear.
You twist around in their grip and try to push them away. They grope your ass as they slam their lips to yours. You smack your hands repeatedly on their chest in attempt to push them off.
"Hey asshat!" Deans voice rings throughout the bar.
The man pulls away from you and looks at Dean. He falls to the ground almost instantly from Dean punching him in the face.
"Come on [Y/N]. We're leaving." Dean grabs your hand and pulls you towards the exit of the bar.
"Thank you Dean." You whisper to him as you reach the car.
Dean takes you to the passenger side. He pauses when he reaches for the door handle. He pulls his hand back and turns to you. You stare up into his piercing green eyes and he stares down into your [E/C] eyes. He puts his hands on the sides of your face and crashes his lips to yours. His rough lips move against your soft ones. The kiss is full of passion and anger.
When he pulls away he kisses your forehead.
"I love you [Y/N]." He whispers to you as he stares into your eyes.
"I love you too Dean." You whisper back before kissing him again.
You both get back into the impala and drive back to the motel, holding hands the entire way.
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