Rosemary (Dean Ambrose x Reader)

Chapter Two

Walking outside with the three of them you were quickly hit with the crisp night air. A shiver runs down your spine, "Man it's a lot colder than I thought it was gonna be tonight" I chuckle. Dean immediately offers up his leather jacket to you. Taking up his offer you grab the jacket from his hands quickly putting it on. The warmth from his body made the jacket nice and warm, quickly warming you up. A smile appears on your face "Oh my god, I'm wearing the Dean Ambrose's jacket?!" You thought to yourself. You continue walking with the three men to the parking lot out back. Making it to the parking lot the three men went different ways to their cars. You stop, You don't own a car yet, you either walk or take a bus everywhere you went. "Hey, I don't have a car do you think I could ride with one of you?" You muttered. Before anyone could answer, Dean offered to drive you. "Thank you!" You exclaimed running towards his car. You jump into the front seat of his bright yellow Camaro. Before you could even put your seat belt on he's already backing out of the parking spot. Completely fangirling you look over at Dean to see him focused on the road but once again it's like he's got eyes in the back of his head, he looks back over at you. "You look really beautiful tonight
Y/n" he whispered hoping you didn't hear him. You kept quiet, you take a deep breath breathing in the musky and amber cologne he was wearing. You open the window sticking your head out to look at the night sky. As you looked at the stars, Dean looked over. Admiring the way your hair flew back in the wind, the freckles on your cheek. "There's no way I'm falling for this girl already, I mean we met today". He thought to himself as he grips the steering wheel harder. Before you knew it you had arrived at the bar. Bright neon lights shine from outside the building. We were the first ones to get to the bar so we went inside and sat at the bar as we waited for the others to arrive. The bartender came up to us asking what we wanted to drink. "A shot of whiskey" Dean responds. "Me too," you say. As the bartender turns around to grab the whiskey Dean turns to you "Really? You drink whiskey?" "Yeah? Is that not normal" you respond. "No it's ok it's just, an acquired taste" he chuckles. The bartender returns with two shots in his hand, placing them down in front of the two of us. We pick them up and click them together as we swallow the liquid in one big gulp. As we Look back down, we See Roman and Seth Walk in at the same time. Greeting them, they sit down next to you two, Seth next to you, and Roman next to Seth. After a few more shots your words began to slur. You were the touchy type of drunk, grabbing people's arms, leaning on them, and sometimes even kissing them. At this point you were leaning on Dean, he didn't seem to mind it so you stayed. After what felt like minutes you look at the clock and it's already almost 2:30 am. You and the guys pack up your stuff and call an Uber to pick you guys up since you all are going to the same place. The Uber arrives and Seth tells the driver the address of the hotel. You all get in the car Seth gets in the front and Dean, you, and Roman squish into the back. Since you were the smallest you got in the middle wildly close to both of them. You feel your already warm cheeks heat up even more from being this close to Dean. We arrived at the hotel in no time. Stumbling out of the car, Dean helps you up grabbing your hand. He can handle his liquor much better than you could do while you could barely walk. He was helping you making sure you wouldn't fall on your face. You told him your hotel room number and he brings you there. Grabbing your key out of your pocket you open the door still stumbling, Dean grabs you once again and walked you into the hotel room. Laying you on the bed, he makes sure your ok and walks out wishing you a goodnight.