Supernatural Ficlets

First Kiss: Dean

(A/N
This is an AU where you are filthy stinkin' rich for the sake of the plot)
Dean had called you, asking you if you'd meet him for lunch during your break. Since it was unusual for him to be calling during the work day, you automatically assumed the worst case scenario.
Maybe he got fired, you thought. Or something happened with Sam.
All these thoughts ran through your head until lunch time. You both met up at your favorite restaurant and you can tell Dean is anxious.
"Dean, what happened?" You were really worried about him. He never got like this about anything.
He bit his lip and shook his head, "It's nothing, (Y/N)."
"Bullshit. You aren't like this ever Dean. Is it something with Sam? Or at work?"
He swallowed hard and said, "Its my dad.. Sammy got accepted into Stanford.. They got in a fight and he was gonna hurt Sam but I intervened.. To say the least, Sam doesn't have the tuition money for Stanford and we both don't have a place to live.."
"Jesus, Dean. Are you okay?" You asked worriedly. He kinda shrugged and looked down.
"Hey. Don't worry about any of this, okay? You and Sam are gonna stay with me. I'll take care of everything," you grabbed your phone and pulled up your secretary's number.
"(Y/N), no. No way I'm letting you do this."
You ignored him and called her. "Lailah? It's me, I'm gonna need you to reschedule the rest of my meetings today. A family issue came up and I can't come back today." Dean sighed and rubbed his face.
"Thank you, Lailah. I'll see you tomorrow." You hung up. "Where's Sam?"
"I dropped him off at school. It all happened this morning so he was a little late.."
"Okay, well until you have to get him, we're going back to my house to see the damage John caused," you said coldly and left money on the table. Dean stood and sighed, following you outside.
"Meet me at my house, okay?" You looked at him. He nodded and got in his truck as you got into your car.

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When you both got there, you sat Dean down on the couch, pressing an ice pack to his bruised cheek. He looked down as you wipes the blood from his various cuts from John.
"We'll be out of here in a few weeks, (Y/N).. don't worry about it.."
"You're not going anywhere Dean. You and Sam are gonna live here with me, Sam's gonna go to Stanford, and you won't have to see John again."
Dean looked up at you with his hurt puppy dog eyes. "Thank you, (Y/N)."
You nodded and set the cloth aside. "You need to rest."
He bit his lip gently and set down the icepack and put his hand on your cheek, pulling you into a gentle kiss.
You melted into his touch, kissing back gently. There was no way in hell you were gonna stop him from kissing you. You'd always had feelings for him, but the business side of you always pushed them to the side. But you really couldn't do that this time.
When he finally pulled away, you both were panting softly. "T-Thank you, (Y/N). For everything.. Sorry I just did that..."
"It's okay, Dean. If I didn't like it, believe me, you'd know." You chuckled softly.
He smiled a little and looked up at you. "So does that mean you're gonna start being home on time for me to make you dinner."
You smirked a little, "I'll do the best I can."

(A/N)
Hey guys, let me know what you think about writing ship ficlets. Like Destiel, Sabriel, stuff like that. I'll be posting again soon!

~MrsRoseWinchester