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Crazy Cramps (Dean Winchester imagine)

This chapter is dedicated to @ThatsSoFetch22 ♡

You had just gotten home from a LONG day, and you were on "your time of the month". You were excited to see Dean but you weren't expecting too much. He always found a way to say the wrong thing. You were right.
"Hey babe," you said walking over to him. "Just got back from work."
"Oh good, it's you! Can you pick me up some salt? We're out."
"Excuse me? I've been working all day! Not even a hello? Am I just an assistant to you? Oh hell no!"
"Baby calm down, I'll get some myself."
"Good because you know what? Tu maletin!"
"What?"
"You heard me. You must think you're some mangon, huh?"
"Babe what does mangon even mean?"
"Either tumba eso, or dale."
At this point Dean just stared at Sam, jaw dropped. You felt better but didn't want him to know. You just waited. Finally when Dean did something, he chose to just walk away and get the salt himself. Sam started laughing and, to your surprise, he understood every word you spoke.