Deanxreader one shots

In his Arms

  Sorry I thought this went up a few days ago anyways enjoy.

    There where few places you felt truly safe, especially being a hunter. Something was always after you, trying to kill you or torture you and vis-versa.

   There was one place though where all of your troubles melted away. Deans Arms.

   He always held you close to where you could smell the cheap soap and shampoo that the motel would put out, but it was mixed with leather, and his colon.

    His big strong arms the ones that had beheaded vamps, ones that have killed hundreds of demons one that where so strong that they could break your wrist, but yet they where gentle with you.

    When the two of you slept he would have his arms around you making a barrier as you laid on his muscular chest.

   They way he tensed up in the night if he heard something, out of the ordinary. Something as small as a car door slamming, voices of people outside, cars going down the road out side the motel.

  How when you where in his arms he would lean down and whisper sweet nothings in your ear that meant the world to you.

    When he kissed the top of you head just because.

      All of these reasons made Deans arms feel like the safest place in the world.