Dean Winchester x reader

part 10

I need you"
Well I don't need you"
"What?"
"I.Don't.Need.You"
She turns around and leaves the room. One tear escapes her eye. Y/N angrily swipes it away. She goes to her old room, opening the door. She steps over the threshold after slight hesitation, slamming the door shut. The sound echoes around the bunker. Sam peeks his head out of his room, walking over to Dean's door. He knocks on it, but doesn't get an answer. He tried the handle but the door didn't budge. Sam goes to Y/N's door, knocking on it. He doesn't get an answer this time either, he tries the handle, the door opens. Sam steps in carefully, seeing Y/N packing her bags.
"Don't say that you are leaving"
"I am"
"Please don't, you can work this out"
"Not this time"
Sam sighs.
"What did he say?"
"Doesn't matter"
Tell me, please"
"He apparently doesn't need me and that's why I am leaving"
"Hold on, I'll go to talk to him"
"Don't bother"
But Sam is already out of the room, barging in on Dean's room after picking the lock.
"What the hell, Dean!"
Dean is lying on his bed, he doesn't say anything, just turns his back to Sam.
"Is this about the dumbass fight last week?"
"No"
"Look, she's leaving"
"Then let her"
"You don't mean that"
"Yes, I do, now get out, Sam"
Sam flinches, because usually Dean calls him Sammy. Sam leaves the room, only to find that Y/N has already left. He goes back to Dean, yelling:
"Are you happy now, she left and for good this time!"
Dean gets up from his bed, pushing Sam out of his room, slamming the door shut. Sam walks away, trying to catch you if you're still in the bunker. He goes to the garage, seeing Baby in its place. Only thing that is missing black Mustang. He was too late.
*months later*
The boys are on hunt, currently sitting in a local diner. Sam is eating his salad, or rabbit food as you and Dean call it. Dean is eating a burger. They have an open laptop and papers scattered over the table. Dean looks up, seeing a familiar Mustang driving down the street. He stops eating, Sam looks up to Dean. He checks what Dean is staring at, seeing the tail lights of your Mustang.
"Go make things right"
He gets out of the diner, sprinting to his car, only to see that you have stopped your Mustang a couple of meters away from Impala.
You get out of your car, slamming the door shut, before walking to Dean and punching him on the face. He grabs his nose, then proceeds to pull his hand back, seeing the blood on it.
"You punched me?"
" 'Cause you deserved it"
"I guess I did" He chuckles, tilting his head back, squeezing his nose with his fingers to suppress the blood flow. You sigh, grabbing a bandana from your pocket, grabbing his hand and pulling it away from his nose. You gently press the bandana to his nose, holding it there.
"Sorry"
"It's okay, sweetheart"
You pull your hand away, letting Dean hold the bandana himself. While you turn to leave, he grabs your wrist with his free hand. Dean pulls you against him, hugging you. You freeze but eventually hug him back. Sammy watches you two from afar, smiling.