Woman sitting legs crossed on her bed, writing
something on a notebook. Tears slipped down her cheeks down on the pages. She continues writing.
"I feel like my world is just collapsing around me, and I can't escape"
"I'm not okay, haven't been for a long time and the worst thing is that no one even noticed(well expect Dean)"
"Is there someone out there who could help me?" "Maybe even understand me?" (Maybe Dean could but I don't want to bother him)
"I am tired of my grief"
"Maybe I was born to be broken"
Then a man walks in, gently taking the pen and the notebook from her hands, putting them on the side table. Then he sits down on the edge of the bed, pulling her into a hug. She breaks even more, the long built walls come crumbling down.
"Why do you keep doing this?" She quietly asks.
"Because you didn’t give up on me and I won't give up on you"
Your eyes get misty again, burying your head into his chest. He rubs his hand up and down your back.
"It's gonna be okay" Dean whispers in your ear.
You squeeze his shirt into your fists. He shushes you, rocking you gently. Then he lies down on the bed, pulling you into his chest. Soon you fall asleep on Dean's chest. Dean swipes the tears from your cheeks with his fingers.
He continues to hold you until you wake up.
"Hey"
"Hi" You say groggy.
"I thought you left"
"Never"
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Dean Winchester x reader
FanfictionDean x reader stories, stories not related to each other unless stated so. May contain the blood and stuff that you could have seen on the show, but read at your own risk. Posting irregularly.
