Dean Winchester x Reader

The Winchester Residents- Chp 2

When I walked up to school I saw Sam getting out of a car so I went over to see him.
"Hi Sam," I smiled.
"Oh hey Y/N," He grinned, "Biology first right?"
"Yep," I nodded.
"Hello Y/N," I heard a familiar voice.
I looked down into the car and saw Dean on the drivers side.
"Hello Dean," I nodded.
"Are you guys friends?" Sam walked over to me.
"Acquaintances. Bit of a weird meeting," I shrugged.
"I'll pick you up later Sam," Dean told him.
"I'm going to Y/N's for a school project," Sam shook his head.
"I'll pick you up later Sammy," Dean sped off.
"Rude," I mumbled.
"Thats Dean for you though," Sam shrugged, "Maybe you can just come round to mine. We can do the project there."
"Yeah!" I nodded, "Thats fine. By the way. Your brother came round to my house recently."
"Oh my god I'm so sorry. He does that every time I make a new friend," Sam apologised.
"What does he think I am. A murderer?" I joked.
I mean. I kind of am.
"No. Hes just suspicious of everyone," Sam shook his head.

When we got to Sam's I realised I had never been here so when he opened the door I stayed outside pretending to look for something in my bag.
"You okay?" Sam asked.
"Ye. Just checking I didn't leave something at school," I lied.
"Come in," Was what Sam said and all I needed to hear, "You can check when we're in my room."
"Okay," I stepped inside and Sam closed the door, "Wait. Didnt your brother say he would pick you up."
"Oh shit, Dean. Urrr... you know what we will let him stay out for a while," Sam laughed.
"Cruel," I laughed.
"He wont give a shit," Sam shook his head.
"I agree with Y/N. That is cruel Sammy," Dean walked into the hallway.
"You werent going to pick me up were you. You were gonna leave me to walk," Sam sighed.
"No i kinda forgot cause I was in a little bit of a hassle," Dean raised his eyebrows at Sam.
"What type of hassle?" I asked.
Dean looked at me and smirked, "You dont need to worry about that sweetheart."
He then winked at me.
Why was I getting butterflies in my stomach?
"Lets just go upstairs," Sam put a hand on my back and started to direct me to the stairs.
"Leave the door open," Dean told Sam.
"Shut up," Sam told him back.
I looked at Dean and he looked down while biting his lip. I couldn't exactly make out what he was feeling but was he slightly jealous?