Supernatural- Reader Inserts (1)

Dean- How You Met

I know, I lost my very first one-shots. I just found them so I decided to put them up. I had a question for everyone, who reads these. (There are a Sam and a Dean one... I also think a Cas one... I'll make the others later)

Q: Should I do a Dean Winchester X Reader book? Or a Winchester Brothers X Reader? (I could do both.)

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Dean Winchester- How You Met

The sun set about an hour ago, you knew that the moon would be up soon. You walked through the streets watching for anything suspicious. The sound of an animalistic growl caught your attention, you pulled the gun out of the waistband of your jeans and moved quickly.

You were hunting a werewolf, you made sure you had enough silver bullets for this job. You walked through the dark alley, sticking away from the shadows, something smelled nasty,your nose scrunched up in disgust.

You saw the werewolf, it was following a blonde woman. She was unaware of the danger behind her. You raised your gun and aimed, the werewolf turned around and looked at you.

Your breath hitched in your throat, then you took off running as the werewolf chased after you. It was right behind you.

You heard two gun shots, turning around you saw two men. One had a gun pointed at the now dead werewolf. You began to pant, gasping for air. You let the gun fall to the ground. "Hey, you okay." A man asked. You looked up and saw the most beautiful green eyes, you have ever seen.

"Of course. All in the line of work." You wheezed. You straightened and smiled.

"(Y/N) (L/N)" you held out your hand.

"Dean Winchester, that's my brother Sam." He smiled, taking his hand.

"Winchester? Do you know Bobby Singer?" You asked. Dean gulped and nodded.

"Yes, why?" He said as you bent down to get your gun.

"I was actually heading to him. I need his help." You said. "But that werewolf smashed my car, last night."

"Want a lift?" Dean asked. You looked up at him, biting your lip. Your parents told you they were trouble, and to stay away from him.

"If it isn't any trouble." You said. Dean smiled, his green eyes sparkled.

"Not at all. Follow us," he said. You guys walked to the same crappy hotel.

"Nice place." Dean joked. You giggled and walked to your room.

"Already checked in." You waved goodnight and headed into the room.
You walked to the bathroom, you grabbed your ipod from the duffel bag, and its ihome. Your favorite song came on, as you stripped the dirty clothing from your body. Humming the lyrics while you washed all the dirt and grime off your body, you turned off the water and reached for the towel that was hanging on the bar.

Pulling on your pajamas you washed your face, then brushed your teeth. You walked to the mini fridge and pulled out your favorite cold drink. Sitting on the small loveseat, you turned on the television. The news was on--which you didn't want to listen to the world's problems. At least not after a hunt.

There was a knock on your door, with a groan you walked to the door. Opening it, you saw Dean, he stood out there with his hands in his pockets. "(Y/N), I was heading out to get some food, from the McDonald's down the road. I was wondering if you wanted anything?" He asked.

"Oh, um..." you thought about it for a second, then told him your favorite meal. "Thank you."

"Welcome, be back in a bit. Sam is next door if you need him." Dean smiled and walked away.

Dean came back and knocked on your door again. You answered and smiled at him. "Here's your (favorite meal)."

"Thanks, how much do I owe you?" You reached to grab your money from your coat. He held his hand up and said.

"None, it's on me." He flashed you a grin amd smiled.

"Well, thanks again Dean. G'night" you smiled.

"Goodnight, (Y/N)." He said. You closed the door and leaned against it, smiling like a fool.