Supernatural x Reader

Dean x Reader

Under the mistletoe

It was Christmas Eve, and you was stopping over at your boyfriend's house for the night. You have never spent a Christmas with Dean, it was normally you and your family and he would come round at Boxing Day. However, It wasn't exactly just you and Dean at the house, Sam had invited his girlfriend over and you hated her, despite you didn't want to. She would always flirt with Dean in front of you or not and Dean has made it very clear, many times, that you was his and he wasn't available. He has gone as far to shout right in her face but she kept that straight, cold look whenever she glanced at you. You knew that Dean was aware of the pure hatred between you and has stepped in a few times but usually lets you handle it, he knows that you don't like it when people interfere.

You was sitting on the couch, sipping a cup of hot chocolate that Dean had made you while he was making his in the kitchen. Your eyes were glued to the TV screen, Y/F/C/M was playing and it put you in the best mood possible and you couldn't wait to snuggle up to Dean and fall asleep against his chest. You felt the couch dip next to you and you took your eyes of the screen to see the bitch herself, acting all nice and lovely like you two was the best of friends, which you weren't. You rolled your eyes and put your attention on the TV, she was not worth your time and effort.

"Hey Y/N" She smiled widely, acting innocent.

"Hi to you too, Ashley" You replied coldly.

"I saw that Dean had put up some mistletoe on the door. Take a guess who he's gonna kiss?" Her words were so bitter and sickening, how could she believe that Dean would kiss her? You clenched your fists, trying to stop yourself from hitting her square in the face.

She got up and walked over and stood under the mistletoe just as Dean came out with his cup. He ignored her and walked straight past Ashley and over to you, putting the cup down and held something above his head, a piece of mistletoe. You smiled and got up, cupping Dean's face and kissed him lovingly, his hand snaking around your waist and pulled you closer. After a few moments he broke the kiss, your lips ghosting over his as he mumbled.

"Don't listen to her, I love you. I'll always love you"

You looked over at Ashley and she was practically throwing a tantrum that you got the kiss and not her. You and Dean was snickering, leaning back up and kissed him again, much more passionate and tender.