Light of my life (Dean Winchester x reader)

Chapter 2- House visits

Previously ~
"Oh you're an idiot" I said before throwing a napkin at him to wipe his face.

He smirked as he picked up the napkin then wiped the whipped cream off of his nose. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of his little conceited smirk. My eyes wandered back up to his nose and I noticed a few little freckles scattered across the center of his face. I snapped myself out of the trance and continued to sip on my cherry shake.

"So how good is that milkshake?" Dean questioned me as he sat up and set the napkin down on the red table.

"It tastes like heaven" I smiled at him while looking back up into his bright green eyes. He smiled back causing little creases at the end of his lips.

"Heaven huh? I'll have to try for myself sometime then" he replied leaning back and placing an arm on the booth. I sipped again finishing my shake then I pushed the glass to the side.

"So who's that guy I seen you with?" I asked him curious about the tall brunette.

"That's my little brother Sam" he replied retrieving his arm back from the top of the booth and onto the table now interlocking his fingers.

"He doesn't look so little" I said with a shocked expression. It's surprising because his brother is much bigger than he is yet dean is still a giant. Were these men raised in the mountains as Vikings?

"You guys are super humans" I spoke again pointing out that they're not your average people due to their big frames.

"I don't think so, we're just regular people like everyone else" dean chuckled at my dramatic comment.

"What do you guys do for a living?" I questioned dean as I perked up in my seat curious about the strange man in front of me.

"Do you normally ask a stranger these many questions?" Dean chuckled again but this time for my slightly invasive curiosity.

"Small town I need entertainment" I shrugged and threw my hands up.

Dean was about to speak when he got interrupted by a phone call making him pull his phone out of his rugged blue denim jeans and put it up to his ear. The call was one of those calls that only consisted of hums of approval and one "I'm on my way". The mysterious man then clicked the 'hang up' button and stuffed his phone back into his pocket.

"Hey look I've gotta go" Dean said sliding out of the booth and then stood at the edge of the booth looking down at me. I looked up at him and tilted my head and furrowed my brows out of curiosity.

"Was that your brother?" I asked him before he got the chance to walk off.

"Yeah he needs my help picking him up from a bar" Dean replied quickly pointing his thumb over his shoulder and putting one hand on his hip.

"It's 5:47pm" I replied back confused that his brother needed to be picked up from a bar while the sun was still out.

"Sam is an alcoholic" Dean quickly responded again before rushing out the diner.

Weirdo
I thought to myself as I watched him from the window get into his black impala and drive off.

~At home later on that day~
I was now sitting on the couch in the living room reading the newspaper about missing people in town. One was the girl that my ex cheated on me with. My head then shot up when I heard knocking on the front door. My dad was at work today working a double shift making him not being able to come home till much later so I was alone. I live in my own apartment but I like to visit home sometimes even after my mom passed away, I know my dad likes my company.

I walked over to the door then peaked through the window and seen the two new men from the diner. Sam and dean. I looked down at my outfit and realized I was in black pajama shorts and a Van Halen t-shirt with pink fuzzy crew socks. I mentally cursed myself and opened the door. I was greeted by the two boys with big smiles but then dean seen me and immediately turned it into his cocky smirk.

"Hey y/n, you live here?" Dean greeted me confused at the sight of me in my dad's house like I'm not supposed to be in it.

"Yeah I sometimes" I said with a confused look on my face causing dean to have an even more confused look. I then looked over to a smiling sam as he reached his hand out for me to shake it. I reached out my hand then took his a shook it and then retreated it back.

"Does a Michael y/L/n live here?" Sam asked me getting straight to business.

"Yeah that's my dad" I said in a confused tone looking at the two giant strange men in front of me.

"Is he home?" Sam questioned me again causing me to tilt my head further confused.

"No it's just me" I replied now looking over at dean.

"Can I help you guys?" I asked letting go of the door before fully opening it then crossed my arms. I examined their outfits and noticed the cheap black suits causing me to crinkle my forehead.

"Do you mind telling us what time he gets home" Sam spoke again getting my attention back to him.

"Yeah, what's it to you" I answered back poking my hip out now putting a hand on it.

"Woah there foxy, we just have some questions we want to ask him" Dean spoke up causing me to shift my eyes back to him now shooting a glare.

"Foxy? What are you from the 70s?" I retorted to dean making him put his hands up in defense.

"Look we're here on a case we can't give out any more information, we'll come back tomorrow and try to catch your dad then" Dean defended himself still holding his hands up in the air.

"Whatever" I uttered as I began to close the door one of them spoke again and put their hand on the door preventing it from closing.

"Wait have you heard the name Olivia Beckett?" My brain stopped for a second before it started working up again. Olivia Beckett was the girl Paul would cheat on me with. Why would they ask about her? She was recently missing but what would I know about that?

"Yeah I know of her" I replied lowly before slowly opening the door again to meet the two boys faces.

"Do you mind if we come in and ask you a few questions?" Dean asked unsurely before taking out his badge and showing me his FBI ID.

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