A/N: Hey y'all, it's Clay! This is a story I've been thinking about for a bit, and has been partially inspired by a dragon necklace I got from Temu and Adele's "Rolling In The Deep'' also, please don't question how Luna's both a vampire and a dragon, cause honestly idk man. This is written in Luna's POV Triggers/Warnings: canon violence, blood, injury, my really bad writing. A tad of cursing (I feel like that's canon too lmao)
We're facing a dragon, which isn't exactly surprising, it's the third one we've faced this week. Since I activated my dragon powers, the dragons have been literally fighting the Winchesters for me. Technically, they're not wrong, I am one of them but, I've already made my life as a vampire. Dean's my mate which makes him MY human; if he's my human, then I'm a Winchester. At the start of this confrontation, we're both in our human forms. "how is it that you're both a vampire and a dragon?'' the woman asks, almost curiously. ''None of your damn business.'' I retort. She simply shrugs. ''true. You have the additional abilities of a vampire, which makes you all the more valuable to dragonkind.'' I roll my eyes ''Don't give me this bullshit again. I've heard this speech too many times this week.'' she growls and turns into a dragon, clearly not appreciating my response. I phase as well, standing in front of both Dean and Sam with a growl. She flies at me, and I nick her neck with my teeth but, she pulls back and claws a gash into my wing, and knocks me to the ground, leaving a window in front of Dean. Just to piss me off, she flies towards him and he's fast, but not fast enough as her claw cuts a gash into Dean's neck while I'm getting up off the ground. I let out a growl and my amethyst-purple eyes start to glow as if they're on fire, I lunge toward her, driving my claws right into her heart, she screeches, but I barely hear it, because I'm next to Dean, desperately hoping he's still alive, I retract my claws and set my paw on Dean's shoulder for a moment, looking him over before gently pawing at him, trying to get him to respond to me. His eyes flutter and he groans slightly. I'm pretty sure the relief is visible in my eyes. Suddenly everything I know about dragons is incredibly important. I sit there for a moment, running through the mental list of everything I know about dragons, desperately hoping I'll remember something that'll help me. To my relief, I remember that I read in a lore book that if a dragon licks a wound on their human mate, it'll heal it. I'm out of options here, so I go for it. I gently lick Dean's neck, trying my best to heal him. To my surprise, the wound starts to heal. I let out a relief-filled huff of breath, and gently slide one of my wings underneath his back, propping him slightly off of the ground. I'm still carefully licking at his neck; he's my human and damn it, I'm gonna make sure he heals. Dean groans again, his eyes fully opening and suddenly he's looking me in my eyes. He gently pats my jaw, and I lick him again, this time to show affection, he chuckles slightly at this. "that tickles, Sweetheart.'' I wrap my other wing around him, and pull him to my chest, making sure to be gentle. His body is tucked underneath my head as if I intend to protect him from the outside world. He gently rubs my chest, clearly amused at my protectiveness. ''you sure are protective.'' I know he's trying to make me laugh, and it works, I laugh softly, gently nuzzling the underside of my jaw onto the top of his head. He's my human, and thank God he's alright. I think he can feel my racing heart because he gently pats my chest. "I'm okay sweetheart, really.'' almost reluctantly, I unwrap him from my wings, pulling my them to my side. Dean stands up and kisses my forehead, making me blush. Slowly, as the adrenaline fades, I shift back into my vampire form. As soon as I've fully shifted, I stand up and wrap Dean in my arms, holding him to my chest protectively. I know I'm crying, but I just can't bring myself to care. "I thought I was gonna lose you," I say, holding him like he's the only thing keeping me alive. Dean gently kisses my neck, his hands running soothing strokes up and down my back. "I know, I know, but I'm here. You saved my ass, again.'' He takes one of his hands off my back, and gently grasps my hand with it, at first I can't figure out what the hell he's doing, and then he presses my hand to his chest, and I realize he's letting me feel his heartbeat. Dean wants me to know that he's okay, that he's not going anywhere. "I love you so much'' I say; my voice strained with emotion. He leans in and kisses me gently, pulling me to his chest, his arms wrapping around my waist. when he pulls away a few moments later, his hand gently cups my cheek. ''come on, let's head home.'' I nod. All I want is to hold him in my arms as we fall asleep. Around an hour later, we're back home in the bunker, and we're lying down on our bed. there's a moment of comfortable silence before Dean turns to me. "You okay, baby?" I don't answer for a moment. In truth, that's a very complicated question. On one hand, I'm okay because he's okay but on the other, I'm not okay at all. I'm not sure whether or not to admit that I'm not exactly okay. I look up at Dean, gently pulling him to my chest again, nuzzling my nose into his neck. "no, I'm not. I'm terrified that I'm gonna lose you.'' Dean pulls back slightly, and gently grabs my chin, slowly tilting my head up so I'm looking him in the eyes. He gently kisses my forehead, before slowly brushing his thumb over the apple of my cheek. "You're not gonna lose me, Luna. I've been through a lot worse than a nasty cut from a dragon.'' I smile. He's right. we've been through a lot together. Dean pulls me to his chest and gently tucks my head underneath his. "Get some rest, Sweetheart.'' The last thing I remember before falling asleep is Dean kissing my forehead again before pulling the covers over us both.
A/N: and that's that! just some fluffy angst on this one. i might write a smutty second part to this after I publish the first chapter of my Randy story (said first chapter is almost done so YAY.) this is Clay, signing off to go write about Randy Orton lmao.
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Dean Winchester one shots
RomanceDean Winchester one shots. Some are smutty others aren't