Wild Wild West

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Pairing: Sheriff!Dean Winchester x Saloon Girl!Reader

Warnings: minor angst, unwanted touching/attention

Word Count: 396

A/N: pictures are not mine, but i made the aesthetic.

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The whole saloon is silent in fear that the big bad criminal, known as Jesse, is going to kill anyone if they even look at him the wrong way

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The whole saloon is silent in fear that the big bad criminal, known as Jesse, is going to kill anyone if they even look at him the wrong way. He's sitting, drinking warm beer, and talking with his friends, but everyone else is paralyzed with fear. You've always had a problem with him coming in here and ruining with things, and today is no different. You have no choice but to serve him, hoping that he doesn't cause any more trouble than he already is. This town has had enough of him, but the sheriff has never been able to arrest him because he seems to always be one step ahead of everyone.

Well, not this time.

"Refill!" he yells, holding his glass in the air.

You take a deep breath and grab the pitcher to bring to him. He grins when he sees it's you, and your heart sinks at how evil it is.

"Ah, thank you, Y/N. It's always so good to see you."

You refill his glass to the brim, but before you could get away, he smacks your ass in front of everyone. You resist the urge to smack him upside the head. All he does is laugh and remind you to "keep them coming". You quickly head back behind the bar where you spot one of your coworkers in the very back. The very reason why this man hasn't been arrested is because everyone is afraid of selling him out. Well, not you, not anymore.

After confirming that no one is watching you, you approach your terrified co-worker with a calm facade.

"Go get Sheriff Winchester. Now."

"Now?" he squeaks quietly.

"Go out the back. Tell him I need him here now. He'll want to come," you whisper. "Go!"

The young man jumps and slips out the back. Now, all you have to do is wait for the most respected man in town to show up. Jesse downs his second glass of beer, but before you could bring him another pitcher, the double doors into the saloon slams open. If everyone was silent when Jesse came in, then it's deafening now.

"Jesse James. You're under arrest," Dean smirks.

You make eye contact with the sheriff, and all he does is wink. You're safe now, and soon, Jesse will be off the streets and not be able to bother anyone ever again.

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