Supernatural One-Shots

Coming Home

“Dean!” I squealed and leapt off the couch as he opened the door.

I ran up to him and threw my arms around his neck. I hugged him as tightly as I dared, and he hugged back. He'd been gone for just over a week hunting with Sam, and I missed him terribly. I pulled back and looked him in the eyes. Those beautiful eyes.

"Hey," Dean replied with a smirk.

Does he know how to smile any other way? Probably not.

I pulled my arms from around his neck, bringing my hands to rest on either side of his face. I rolled my eyes, knowing I was hopelessly in love with him, and pulled his face closer. I kissed him roughly, remembering just how much I'd missed those lips. I let my hands slide down his cheeks and neck, stopping on his chest near his collar bones. He held my waist tightly and kissed me back, equally rough.

He pulled back and tucked his head down into the crook of my neck. I reached my left hand up and gently stroked Dean's hair and down the back of his neck. I could feel his breath crawling across the base of my neck as his breathing steadied.

I could feel his lips against my bare skin.

I leaned my head against his and shivered slightly as he kissed my neck. My eyes fluttered closed involuntarily. We stayed like that for a while, swaying back and forth slightly.

Gosh, it's good to have him home; in my arms.

I never want him to leave.