Supernatural x reader

Sister!Reader x Brother!Dean

In this story, you are 6 years old and your brothers are the Winchesters. You have bad nightmares and you end up running into one of their rooms and lay in bed with them.

Life was great for little (Y/N). Other than the fact that you would have to move around a lot because of your brothers "job", but you didn't mind. As long as you were with your brothers, life couldn't be any better.

That was until your brothers hunt got out of hand. A werewolf had gotten away from them and somehow ended up near your hotel. It barged in and rampaged through the hotel room and almost caught you, but Dean managed to kill it while Sam comforted you.

You did have a little problem after the hunt, every once in awhile you would have a nightmare. And when they did happen, it was bad. This time, it was your brothers being shredded and you having to watch.

You jolted awake, and began to breathe heavily. You pushed the blankets off of you, grabbed your favorite teddy bear. Your little legs began running down the hall, opening the first door you came to. You jumped in the bed, hid yourself under the blankets, and cuddled close to the figure next to you.

Dean slowly woke up, noticing the tiny figure shaking beside him. He sat up, pulled the covers off, and slid you up next to him.

"(Y/N), hey, look at me. What happened?" He asked with a husky, tired voice.

"I had another one..." your little voice came out, shaking. Dean nodded, sighing a little.

"Okay. Okay. I know how to calm you down." He got out of the bed, picking you up with him. He walked you to the kitchen and placed you on the counter. He walked to the fridge and pulled out pie and whipped cream.

"Open up." He said, holding the whip cream upside down.

"But Dean, you and bubba Sam said-"

"Screw what we said. Now, open up." You giggled, opening your mouth. He sprayed some whipped cream in your mouth and then on the pie.

After your fiesta in the kitchen, you and Dean both went back to his room. You laid snuggled up to him and he wrapped his arm around. He played his music quietly and laid on his side.

"Night sis." He said, kissing your forehead. Both slipping into a peaceful sleep.

*IM SO SORRY IF DEAN IS A LITTLE OCC!!! I TRIED!!
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