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AU! Dean W. x Reader (AU Soulmate Marks) pt 1

A/N: So, essentially, this is a self-indulgent fic in which the reader gets transported to a universe in which the characters and plot from Supernatural are real... with a few slight changes.

~Begin~

  
It was a lazy Saturday. You had just settled into bed with your popcorn, ready to binge on your favorite TV show when suddenly the lights flickered off, leaving you in pitch black. You sighed, and got up with a grumble, searching around in the dark for your phone to use the flashlight. You patted your hand across the bed, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion when you felt a warm lump. A low groan escaped the lump when you groped it slightly causing you to gasp, and launch backward with a scream. What followed your scream was a combination of shouting, banging, thuds, and yelps. The light cut on and you were sandwiched against the wall by a very angry-looking Dean Winchester... or Jensen Ackles?

"Holy Shit!" You shrieked, feeling the blade of his knife cut into your skin, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, please don't kill me! I'm so sorry Mr. Ackles, I don't know how I got here!"

A look of confusion crossed his face. You glanced over to where his eyes drifted in doubt, to where Sam... or Jared?? stood. 

"Who the hell are you?" Dean (Jensen??) growled out, the knife pressing further against your skin.

You started to cry, fear bubbling in your throat. "I-I'm (Y/N) (L/N), I-I'm sorry, I d-don't know how I-I got here!" You blubbered, utterly terrified.

"Dean maybe she's-" Sam started.

"Quiet Sam. Let me think." Dean snapped, huffing softly.

After a few moments of silence, and Dean staring at you, you finally piped up. "Are you gonna let me go?" You asked with a squeak. Dean stood still for a few seconds before backing off, sharing a confused look with Sam.

"I... what the hell," Dean said with a deep sigh, turning away as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Sam looked at Dean, and then back to you.

"You said you don't know how you got here?" He asked gently, holding his hands out, palms down in placancy. You nodded, sniffling as you wiped your tears with the heel of your palm.

"Y-yeah, I was just about to.. eat popcorn and watch a movie," you say softly, glancing down in embarrassment now that you realize you're dressed in Supernatural pajama pants. "I-I'm sorry, I'm a little confused," You say, "Did you call each other Sam and Dean?"

They share a look. "Yeah... those are our names," Sam says hesitantly. Your eyes rapidly dart between the pair, Dean has a tired, frustrated look on his face, his eyes sunken and his skin looking a little more grizzly than it did in the show. Sam looks about the same, if not a little thinner. You squint your eyes and correct yourself. He looks gaunt almost. 

"Um, I-"

Suddenly, a new voice interjects from the bathroom.

"You guys keep any floss in here?"

All three of you freeze, your eyes shooting to the open door. A few seconds tick by and Gabriel emerges, picking at his teeth with a toothpick.

"I had some wangzzzz before I went to pick her cute lil butt up."

Dean groaned, rubbing his eyes, "Gabriel, please, it's 3 am in the damn morning. What the hell did you do?"

Gabriel takes a moment, still digging at his teeth with the toothpick. He holds up a finger as you all stare in disbelief. He chuckles. "Man, it is stuck in there!"

A few more seconds pass and Sam sighs. 

"I'm going back to bed." He says, sounding defeated.

"Wait!" Gabriel says, tossing the toothpick, "I got it. Ok, down to business." He claps his hands and points at Dean, "You and you," He points are you, "Are Soulmates." He finishes proudly, crossing his arms in triumph.