depressed m reader x comfort characters one shots.

dean- I like you.

Me, dean and Sam decided to go to a bar after we finished this hunt we were on. We get out of the car and walk into the bar. We sit on the bar stand and Sam buys us some drinks.
"Hey, y/n there's this guy checking you out over there." Sam says.
"I don't like that guy, he's probably a weirdo." Dean says looking at him as if he's a bit angry.
"You're just saying that cause you'd hate it if someone who isn't you asked y/n out~"
"Shut up Sammy! He doesn't know what he's talking about."
I just laugh at their weird jokes and take a sip of my drink.
"Don't worry dean I know he's just joking around. Besides that guy isn't even my type." I say.
"What's you're type then?"
"Annoying guys wich name starts with de and ends with an." Sam says smirking.
"Sam, shut up!" I say blushing a bit.
"Ok if I'm wrong what is it then?"
"I don't know, someone who's funny and brave. Someone who you can trust I guess. Or just a guy who's into rock music."
"Uh-huh, sounds oddly familiar to me.."
"Sam I swear to God-"
"Okay! Okay! I'll stop, you know Im just messing with you two."
We talk for a bit while drinking and Dean goes to the bathroom while Sam goes talk to this pretty girl.
I finish my beer and this guy walks up to me. I look over and see it's the same guy that Sam said was looking at me. For some reason I get a bad feeling but I brush it off.
"Hey, can I buy you a drink?" He says clearly drunk.
"I'm good, thanks." I say.
"C'mon! Let me buy you a drink, pretty lady~"
"Really, I'm ok." I say trying to make it clear I didn't want to talk to him.
I feel the need to start crying because he misgendered me and today I was having a rough day but I don't want to seem weak so I just look the other way and focus on my breathing.
The man takes my hand and as he was about to say something I pull away from him and get up from the stand.
"Bro get the message. Fuck off." I say.
"Who are you to talk to me like that? Listen here you little slut I was just being nice to you because no one else will come up to you."
DEANS POV:
I walk out of the restroom and see the guy from earlier grabbing y/ns waist while he clearly is uncomfortable and trying to get away.
I see Sam noticing it too and we both walk over to them Sam pulls them apart and I punch the guy.
Y/NS POV:
Dean punches him as Sam holds me carefully to make sure I'm ok. I can't help put let a few tears fall down my face but I try to act strong.
"I- it's fine, I'm fine-"
"Hey! Hey! Calm down man I was just trying to buy that pretty lady a drink!"
"HE clearly already said no and is uncomfortable with you, do you need any more signs to back off?!"
"He? That's obviously a girl-"
"No he's not asshole. He's a guy. Now just go away dickhead!" Sam says.
"What are you a tranny or something? You know what they do to people like you in this town?"
Dean punches him a couple more times breaking the man's nose and knocking him down.
"You know what people like me do to people like you? If you ever say some shit like that again to him I will kill you, do you understand me?"
The man nods trying to get up and run.
"Yeah, run you fucking idiot!"
My vision is blurry from all the tears and my head starts ringing.
"Hey, y/n you ok?" Sam asks noticing I'm shaking too.
"I- it's fine d- don't worry-"
Sam hugs me while dean wraps his bloody hand with some fabric he tore from his sleeves and looks over to me with a look that I will never erase from my mind. A pure look of heartbreak and concern.
He walks over to me and embraces me in a tight hug. Sam goes to get the car.
"I'm so sorry y/n, are you ok?" He says with a soft voice I haven't heard before.
"I'm fine. I promise I don't even know why I'm crying like this I must look pretty weak-" I say with a chuckle.
"No, you don't. Don't even think that ok? I know how much of a badass you are this doesn't change anything about that ok? It's ok for you to have felt scared or anything like that."
"..thanks Dean. Your hand looks bad, did it hurt?"
"It's nothing I can't handle."
"You shouldn't have done that you hurt your hand because of me dean!" I say taking a look at his bruised hand.
"Why do you always care so much about me? I'm fine. It was 100% worth it. I would've punched that guy a thousand more times."
"Because I care about you, idiot. And I don't want you getting hurt for something stupid like that."
"It wasn't stupid. I was protecting you. That's the farthest thing from stupid y/n."
"Why tho?" I say feeling bad for the inconvenience I caused.
"Because y/n, how have you not noticed this? I like you. Like a lot. And I'd do anything to keep you safe. You have to know that by now."
"Oh..-"
Sam honks the car letting us know he's outside.
Dean turns to go to him.
"Wait! "I say holding his hand before he left.
"Yeah?"
I walk up to him and kiss him.
"I like you too."