SUPERNATURAL ONESHOTS/IMAGINES

Touch-Starved Dean (Denny)

Benny's POV:

Dean and I were finally out of Purgatory. Dean returned to the bunker with his little brother Sam. He invited me to live with them, but I just couldn't, not that I didn't want to, but Sam hates my guts. He doesn't like vampires, so it doesn't do too well on my part, being a vampire and all. Dean has helped me sneak into the bunker these past few days after Sam goes to bed. I hated leaving each time, but it was safer for both of us that way. 

"Dean, it's getting late, I need to go back before Sam catches me here," I spoke as it was once again a late night. It was rainy outside and comforting, me and Dean had been drinking tonight, but not enough to knock us on our asses. Dean hugged me, but this hug wasn't like the hugs he gave me in Purgatory. He held me for a long time, like if he let go, he wouldn't see me again.

"Please, stay... For me," Dean asked, looking in my eyes sadly. 

"But Sam-" I said, but was interrupted. 

"I don't care what Sam thinks, I want you to stay," he hugged me tighter. I let out a sigh and agreed to stay, just for the night.

"So... What do you wanna do," I asked the plans for tonight.

"Can we- can we just stay like this for a bit longer," he asked me. I nodded my head before responding to him. 

"Sure, but my legs are falling asleep. how about we go sit on your bed," I spoke. We both walked to Dean's room and- wait, is Dean blushing? We both sat next to each other on the bed and Dean hugged me again, I laid him down. "When was the last time you slept, Dean? You look tired," I softly spoke as I stroked his hair. 

"A few days... It's okay though, I'll be fine. I've stayed awake for longer than this," I shook my head disapprovingly at his confession. 

"Dean, you need sleep," I said as he sat up again and gave me yet another hug. 

"You smell nice," he spoke, taking a sniff of my jacket.

"Okay, you are drunk, you should sleep,"

"Benny, have I ever told you that I love you," I froze in my tracks when Dean said that, then I remembered he was drunk. I told myself it was just the alcohol talking, but some part of me wished it wasn't. A little bit of me wanted him to love me for real, just as much as I had loved him. I had feelings for Dean since I saved him the first time in Purgatory. 

I tried my best not to cry from the unrequited love I had with Dean. Vampires don't cry, that's just stupid. I also didn't want to cry in front of Dean. Dean meant so much to me, I'd do anything for him. 

"Goodnight Dean," I spoke softly into his ear as he laid down once again, actually staying down and sleeping this time. I tried getting up off of the bed, but as if on cue, Dean grabbed my hand and brought me down with him. It hurt to accept this kind of affection, but I have never seen him like this with anyone before, even that angel friend of his. 

I must have fallen asleep shortly after because I woke up to Dean in my arms. He opened his eyes and saw me, I could tell by his reaction that he was surprised.

"I'm so sorry Benny, I didn't mean to get drunk last night. W-we didn't do anything... did we?" He stuttered the question out.

"No, nothing happened. You were just really clingy," I said, deciding to leave the love confession out of the conversation. Like he said, he was drunk. He didn't mean it.

"Benny... are you alright? You look a little sad, did I offend you last night?"

"Listen, Dean... You said something to me last night, you were really drunk, so I don't expect that you mean it, but you said you loved me."

"Oh..."

"Oh, that's all you have to say? Dean for the sake of my feelings, did you mean it or not?" I said sadly, getting irritated pretty easily now.

"Benny, I meant it. But there are things that I never told you, things that I don't think I can for a while. I liked you for a while now, but I didn't know how to tell you, I guess until last night." Dean continued rambling on. I felt sympathy for him, and I leaned in and kissed him. He tasted like bourbon and apple pie on my lips. Once we backed away from each other, I looked at him.

"I love you too," I said, mesmerized by his emerald-green eyes.

"You met me pretty late into my hunting life, so you don't know this, but anyone I get attached to ends up dying. I don't want to lose you too," Dean hugged me as I brought him back down to lay on the bed.

"I'm strong, you're not going to lose me that easily. Don't worry about me," I played with his hair as he laid his head in my lap. "You really like physical affection, don't you?"

"Not really, just can't remember the last time I actually got it." Dean sadly said as I leaned down to give him a quick kiss on the forehead.

"I'm here for you Dean, I love you so much." Dean slowly drifted off to sleep in my lap and I didn't care if his brother caught us. I finally figured out that Dean liked me back, and I couldn't see myself happier with anyone else.