You grabbed hold of the box of tissues as you wiped your dripping nose. You sniff, trying to get some from of air into your nostrils but failing each time. You see your long-time boyfriend Dean put his head round the door of the bunker living room.
"How are you feeling (y/n)? He sat down next to you on the couch, wrapping his big arms around you.
"You'll get my cold Dean!" He giggled quietly.
"So I'm a tough man! I'll live. I just want to see my baby girl all better." he took another tissue out of the box and held it up to your nose.
"Blow." you blew heavily into the tissue, hopefully able to clear it.
"Do you want some soup?" You nodded. You suddenly felt a wave of dizziness wash over you, adding to the migraine that was developing in your skull.
"You ok?" Dean frowned at you, a worried look plastered on his face.
"I'm fine. Just feeling a bit dizzy." he stood up and lifted you up bridal style.
"Where are you taking me?" he carried you through the long corridors. Sam was walking in the other direction and saw you in Deans arms.
"(Y/N)? Are you ok?" You shook your head which you immediately regretted. You jumped out of Deans arms and ran to the bathroom, forgetting to lock the door. You dropped down in front of the ceramic bowl and started to throw up the little amount of food you had in your stomach. You heard Dean walk in behind you and knelt down beside you, rubbing your back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
"You done?" you nodded. He picked you up again and carried you through to his bedroom. He laid you down on his bed and laid down next to you and spooned you to keep you warm.
"Goodnight (Y/N)" you smiled.
"Goodnight Dean"
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Supernatural Oneshots
FanfictionThis is a book specifically of oneshots from the Supernatural fandom (which is one of the best fandoms ever) This will include ships (Destiel, Sabriel, Wincest etc) and it include normal oneshots, sicfics and fluff. I do not write any smut. I do t...
