SMUT WARNING!!! 18+!!⚠️⚠️
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John Winchester has been admitted to a Dallas hospital. The attending nurse looks over his file. "Can't be the same one", Y/N whispers to herself. She walks into the room & sees a familiar face smiling at her. "Well, well, do my eyes deceive me? Y/N?"
"It's me, John. Good to see you're still alive", she jokes. She walks over & hugs him. They talk for a bit before Sam & Dean barge in. Y/N doesn't turn around. "Dad, are you okay?", Dean asks. John coughs. "Boys, I'm fine. Although I have a lovely nurse who's taking good care of me. Quite a looker too. Wouldn't you say so, Sam?"
The boys look at him confused. Y/N turns around & waves. "Hi." Sam's eyes widen. Dean wolf whistles. "Y/N? Is that you?", Sam asks happily. "Yeah", she smiles. "Wow, you just um...you look... beautiful." She smiles. "Thank you. You look good as well." John clears his throat.
"Right. I was just leaving. Hey, Dean", she says before walking out the room. "Goddamn, Sammy. She definitely toned up after you two broke up. Did you see that ass?", Dean remarks. Sam punches Dean. "Shut up, man."
A couple of hours pass by when Y/N comes back to check up on John for the last time. "Hey, I'm off duty in like two minutes. Do you need anything before I go? I don't mind staying a bit longer if you need me to." He smiles. "No. I'm good, honey." "Are you absolutely sure?" "Mm-hmm." She nods & turns to leave. "Y/N?", Dean asks. She turns back around. "Yeah?" "Can you take Sam somewhere? I'll stay with dad. He needs to get out, maybe get a drink." Sam shoots Dean a death stare.
"Yeah, sure. You okay with that, Sam?" He smiles, nodding. "Okay well, give me like ten minutes to change & refix my makeup. Meet me at the front entrance." "Yeah. Sounds good." "Great." She walks out & Sam punches Dean in the arm. "Dude. Quit with the punching." "Quit being a dick." John chimes in. "Both of you stop it & act like adults."
A few minutes later, Y/N sees Sam playing on his phone as the automatic front doors open. "Hey handsome." He looks up, smiling. "Hey. Wow, you look better without scrubs", he chuckles nervously. "I forgot how cute you get when you're flustered. Seeing anyone?", she asks as they walk to the bar. "Nope. You?" She shakes her head. "No. Don't have much time."
They get to the bar, sit down & order drinks. "So I see Dean is still the same." He laughs. "Yeah. Never going to change." Their drinks arrive, they clink glasses & take a sip. He smiles at her as he sets his glass down. "God, those dimples", she says as she bites her lip, looking away. He blushes. "You look gorgeous, Y/N." She blushes as well.
"So do you, hot stuff." He laughs. "Jesus, nobody's called me that in forever." "Well good. Only I can call you that." After a few drinks, they get a little flirty. They're laughing, having a good time. He moves a hair out of her face. They get lost in each other's eyes. His thumb rubs her cheek. His hand finds his way to her waist. They both lean in & kiss softly.
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