SPN One Shots... (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Cravings (AU, A/B/O, Pregnant!reader, Baker!Dean)

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, pregnant reader (Dean is not the father), unplanned pregnancy, pregnancy cravings, mentioned/implied one night stand, mature themes, language, pining, a little angst, mostly fluff

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The best thing about this pregnancy was no heats. Your cycle took a snooze and although you still craved the touch of an alpha at times, it was something you could handle yourself. And you did handle it yourself since you wanted nothing to do with the alpha that did this to you.

He was a means to ease your heat that one time, but he was all kinds of selfish and everyday you thanked your lucky stars he didn't claim you that night. Although, if he knew you were four months along that might change things. Simply because alphas are territorial and not because he actually loved you.

You were a hopeless romantic. Emphasis on hopeless, every alpha you met was the same. Controlling, arrogant and conceited. And because of that, there was no way you were going to let just any alpha claim you. No matter what.

You always wanted to be a mom and you didn't need an alpha like that. One pup was enough. You would raise this pup right and if they presented as alpha when the time came, they would be different.

It was near the end of November and it was cold outside but the pregnancy had you running hot, so you had the window cracked open as you watched your favourite holiday cooking show on Netflix. Just the sight of the food on the screen made your stomach rumble.

Pregnancy cravings are a bitch.

One minute it was sweet like chocolate and the next it was savoury like meat pie with gravy and mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce...

You raised your nose towards the open window in your living room and sniffed. Inhaling a deep intoxicating breath that went straight to your stomach and you felt your pup flutter happily.

Your neighbour was cooking something delicious and the pup wants what the pup wants. There was no use denying it, you'd be craving that smell all night if you didn't go over there.

You grabbed a chunky brown sweater from your room and tugged it on. Then padded over to your kitchen cupboard and grabbed a plate before you headed out the door in your slip-on boots.

This is ridiculous, you thought as you stood on your neighbour's porch.

You knew very well the guy next door was an alpha, you could smell him during his ruts and it was always the most intense musky scent. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was distracting and your heat usually hit around the same time. Still, you hadn't ever talked to him. He kind of intimidated you like any single alpha would to an unclaimed omega. So you kept your distance.

Until now.

You lifted your fist to knock.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

In the minute it took him to answer the door you didn't think twice about it. You only thought about that smell and you had to swallow to keep from drooling.

"Hi," you greeted, when your neighbour opened the door and you continued before he could get a word in, "My name's Y/N Y/L/N, I live next door and I was hoping I could have some of whatever it is you're cooking. I know this is really strange and kind of intrusive but the smell is making my mouth water and I just had to ask."

You held out your plate and pouted your bottom lip with big Y/E/C eyes looking up at him. He was taller than you thought, bigger shoulders too. And those green eyes of his stared back at you.

"It doesn't have to be much, just a little. Please?"

But then he smiled, "Of course. Come on in, neighbour."