Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Charlie's Makeup -Destiel

⚠️SMUT⚠️
⚠️Mentions of sh, not in detail⚠️

Charlie's over at the bunker for the weekend, bored out of her mind. It's just her and Dean home right now, so she decides to go into his room and propose a question to him.

"Hey Dean, can I come in?" Charlie asks, knocking on the door.

"Yeah" Dean replies, seeing Charlie walk through the door with something behind her back. "What's up?" He asks, suspicious.

"So... I've been getting into makeup recently and I was wondering if I could do some practice on you...?" Charlie asks, pulling out a makeup bag from behind her back. "It'll come off easily, plus it's just us. Please, Dean?" She says, making Dean sigh.

"I guess, where do I sit?" Dean says, making Charlie squeal in excitement. She sits him down at his desk, facing Charlie, and she pulls out everything she needs.

"Okay how much are you willing to let me do?" Charlie asks once they're situated.

"Um.. I don't know.. nothing heavy? I guess." Dean says, not really knowing the terms.

"Perfect, okay." Charlie says, getting out concealer, eyeliner, mascara, an eyelash curler, and some highlighter.

She starts off with concealer, right under Dean's eyes and a tiny bit on his nose. "This feels weird." Dean admits as Charlie uses a beauty blender to blend the makeup into his skin.

"Yeah, but it'll look good." Charlie says, continuing. "So, what's new with you?" She asks, continuing to blend out the makeup.

"Not much, I guess." Dean says, shrugging. He doesn't ever really have anything go on in his life.

"No special someone.. or someones?" Charlie asks, laughing under her breath.

Dean blushes and doesn't answer, but that's an answer enough for Charlie. "Spill." She says, pausing the makeup for a minute.

"I'm not seeing anyone or anything like that." Dean says, honestly.

"But?" Charlie says, knowing that that's not the full story.

"But... I guess I kinda like someone." Dean says, smiling as Charlie continues.

"Tell me all about her." Charlie says, smiling as she curls Dean's eyelashes.

"Well... she has like completely black hair, kinda socially awkward but in a cute way, you know? Bright eyes, sexy." Dean says, only lying about one thing.

"Well would I know her?" Charlie asks, recognizing the description.

"Um... possibly." Dean says, getting nervous again.

"Oh I definitely know." Charlie laughs. "How long?" She asks, knowing that Dean's probably extremely anxious right now.

"'How long' what specifically?" Dean asks, wondering if Charlie actually knows.

"How long have you known you're not as straight as you thought?" She asks, smiling.

"Ah, so, you do know." Dean says, sighing. He hasn't told anyone about this yet, but Charlie's about the only one who would understand. "A while now, I guess. It was hard to come to terms with, but I got there." Dean says, finally letting out the truth.

"Yeah, it's difficult to come to terms with that kinda thing. Trust me, I know. Are you going to tell him?" She asks, putting eyeliner on Dean's waterline and seeing Dean's eyes get watery.

"I don't know." Dean says honestly, looking up to help Charlie out with the eyeliner. "I don't know if he even likes guys, and I don't want to ruin us." Dean says, letting out a shaky breath.