Sam's POV:
I was throughly dissapointed that (Y/N) had to leave. Even more, that Dean had driven her home and not me.
I waited for about 20 minutes and started to get curious of where she stayed, but then I heard the door open.
I walked out of the kitchen to see Dean and (Y/N) walk in together. "Hey? What happened to going home?"
"Change of plans."
Dean replied. I looked at the clock and had noticed, it was 1:45. "I'm gonna go to bed, see you in the morning. Ya'll can make dinner if you want."
"I was gonna take us all to the diner down the street?"
Maybe I could spend time with (Y/N)?
But I was incredibly tired and didn't want to fall asleep while eating. "I'm not hungry, you guys have fun." I felt sad that Dean had (Y/N) all to himself, but I wasn't sure if he'd had feelings for her in that way.
Dean's POV:
When Sam said he was tired, I was glad I could have a night alone with (Y/N).
I let her change into something to go to dinner in, and sat in the living room.
"Dean, okay we can go now."
I looked at her and kept my gaze. This was the first time she wore well fitting clothes, and she looked great.
"You look nice."
I said looking her up and down. "It's just my normal clothes." She chuckled.
I stopped myself from looking at her and brought my attention back to reality. "Alright, we should head out before they close."
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We got to the diner, and I saw this girl I flirt with at the bar.
But right now I put all my attention on (Y/N). The bar's lighting looked georgeous on her beautiful (Y/S/C) skin.
I checked us in not getting my eyes off if her, just then, someone walked over to our table to take our order.
I looked over briefly, to see the waitress. I didn't look away from (Y/N) as we ordered.
"I'll have a steak." I ordered. "And for you?" She asked (Y/N). "I'll have the special. " She said looking from the table at me.
(Y/N)'s POV:
The waitress that served me and Dean, seem totally interested in him, but Dean just gazed at me the whole time. It was funny how she walked away annoyed.
I don't understand?
She was georgeous. Blonde hair, hazel eyes, what makes me Any better? "It's always the waitress." I said with a smile.
"What?" He chuckled. We both shared a smile, but then realized that our food was already in front of us. I started eating my soup, as Dean was already half way done with his steak.
I'd asked for the tab, but then Dean paid instead. "It's fine I got it." He said with a warm smile.
We made our way back to the Car, when I tripped over a rock. Dean put his strong hands on my waist to keep me from falling, his eyes gazed into mine.
I studied his eyes looking for answers, but before I could tell what had happened, he pushed his lips to mine.
He kissed me with passion while I just let it happen, I didn't know what to do. But the only thought on my mind right now was how soft and sweet his lips were.
Dean's POV:
When I kissed (Y/N) I didn't know if she wanted it or not, my lips fell aginst hers. She wasn't doing anything back.
maybe she didn't want this?
Did I do something wrong? I cupped her right cheek in my hand, but then instantly pulled away.
"(Y/N), I'm sorry." I quickly said. "No, it's okay. I kind of liked it." She chuckled. I set her on her feet, and opened the passenger door for her and we drove back home.
I know I should probably write more for Dean's POV, but Sam has only had one POV in this chapter and Dean has had two, so here we are:
Sam's POV:
I sat up in the darkness of my room, I felt like sleeping earlier, but now I just couldn't. I heard the door in the bunker open and close, so I sat up, and ran my fingers through my hair, and stood up.
I made my way into the main room of the bunker, and saw (Y/N) and Dean kissing at the top of the staircase. Just then, she saw me.
"Sam? Sam! It's not what it looks like," she said as I stabilized myself on the table behind me. I felt tears burning the rims of my eyes.
I hated this.
Dean was kissing the girl I fell for, why was this happening. I looked up to see (Y/N) come towards me and reach for my hand, "Sam?" She called out worriedly.
"I- I have to go." I ran Into my bedroom eyes wide with confusion. I closed my bedroom door, and locked it behind me, I heard (Y/N) knock on my door.
"Sam. Please. Let me explain." She said with a high pitched voice.
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A couple of minutes later I heard a click on my door, the door swung open, (Y/N) standing in the dead center. "Sam, let me explain."" No, (Y/N) I understand, he's better for you anyways."
Just then she sat down next to me on my bed, and grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes. "Sam, I don't want to be with him." I looked at the floor, and she used her hand to move my head up to her.
"Can we talk about this in the morning, it's late." She gave a dissapointing scoff and nodded.
She walked out of the room not saying another word, I felt kind of bad to end this conversation, but it was late and I was tired.
(Y/N)'s POV:
I walked out of Sam's room dissapointed that the conversation ended, but soon went to find a book to read in my closet.
But before I could do anything, I collapsed on my bed and drifted off to dream land.
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Please Don't Leave Me (Winchesters X Reader)
Hayran Kurgu"A motel down the street, with suspisously stained walls. 40 missed calls from Dean Winchester, and 20 messages from Sam. I'm not going back." (Chapter 23 quote) HEY GUYS PLEASE READ THIS STORY, IVE WORKED REALLY HARD ON IT!!!! Also, please comment...