Dean Winchester x Reader One Shots

The Dress, The Tux, The Cake, and...Dancing With Castiel? (THE WEDDING SERIES)

It had been a little over two weeks since Charlie helped you figure out the remaining details of the wedding. However, there were some things that you had forgotten about. You still had to find the right dress, Dean had to buy a tux, and the damn cake wasn't even ordered yet. You really wished you had a wedding planner but that shit was too expensive. Charlie was still staying with you and the boys so she was always with you. You two walked around with a notebook in hand just incase you thought of something else to add to the ever lasting list. 

Dean and Sam had recently come back from a hunt on the other side of town. Nest of vamps were terrorizing the locals so someone had to deal with it and who better to do that than the Winchester brothers. 

Dean was ever patient with you and Charlie. He was having a hard time waiting but he kept his composure. He knew you were still under a lot of stress and he didn't want to add to it. But all he could think about was finally marrying you, going on the honeymoon, and maybe even talk about children. Just the thought of you having his child was something of a dream. He had envisioned it many times. He wondered what it would be like to see you holding your child for the first time. You sitting there in the hospital bed, your son or daughter nestled in your arms. Then the fear set in for the birth itself. He watched some videos of childbirth and he became nauseous every single time. How was he supposed to hold your hand through all of that when it happened? He hadn't the slightest idea. 

Sam was pretty quiet around the bunker. You sensed that maybe he was a little jealous of Dean. Sure it was hard for the younger Winchester to find someone. You could see the pain in his eyes every time you'd ask him a question about the wedding. He was Dean's brother and you wanted his opinion on things but he had the hardest time telling you anything so you left him alone. Him and Dean were getting along just fine but he was a bit off. You mentioned his actions to Charlie but she told you not to worry. She said that Sam would come around, he was only acting that way because deep down he knew he was going to lose Dean...eventually. Sure Dean probably wouldn't ever give up hunting but Sam was afraid that he might. 

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Charlie didn't waste in time in waking you up to go shopping. She woke you up at the crack of dawn, pushing you out of your comfy bed, waking Dean in the process. Let's just say he wasn't too happy about that. He whined with his voice still heavy with sleep as the bed shook. 

"Babe what are you doing?"

You hid your face in your pillow as Charlie continued to push you back and forth to wake you. "It isn't me...it's Charlie."

"That's right! Time to get up out of bed sleeping beauty. We have a dress to buy!"

"Can't we do this later? Like around 2?"

"Nope!"

Dean took his pillow, placing on top of his head. "Charlie please stop!"

"Not until your blushing bride is on her way downstairs."

Dean growled. That's when he threw his pillow across the room, turning towards you, and pushed you off the bed. You yelped with a loud thud as you landed on your belly, forehead making contact with the cold floor. You shot up quick, glaring at Dean. "What the hell?!"

"Go have fun. I'm going back to sleep."

"Oh I don't think so Dean."

Everyone's gaze landed on Sam, who was standing in the doorway. Dean groaned, laying back down with his arms crossed over his eyes. 

"Let's go Dean. We've got an early appointment for you to have a tux fitted."

"Why? It's too damn early for this shit Sam."