Friends after all - Dean Winchester x Reader

Chapter 6

"(Y/n)? (Y/n) are you alright? What is it?" Dean asked, worry lacing his voice.

You did not respond to him as you started ripping the envelope apart to get to the main letter. You still found it impossible to believe so you needed to see it with your own eyes to make sure. And sure as hell, once you open the envelope there it was. In your hands. Right in front of your eyes.

"(Y/n)? What's that?" Dean asked with a deep frown, coming closer to you and trying to look at the letter in your hands.

"It's-" you swallowed looking up at him "-an invitation. To my sister's wedding." you said, unable to hide your shock.

"Oh." Dean only nodded his head "So?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes at him "My sister is getting married Dean!" you said trying to put emphasis on all of your words but Dean just seemed not to get it.

"Yeah, I very much realized that. I can't understand what your problem is. Shouldn't you be happy about it?" he asked simply.

"Yes, yes and I am." you let out a sigh "I am happy about her. It was not something I didn't expect either. They were together for really long and had been talking about it for months, it's just... It's just I never expected it to happen so soon."

"Well, I really can't see what's so bad about that" he shrugged but you only shook your head, opening the invitation to see the beautiful letters with the date and place next to a photo of your sister and her future husband.

"Wow that's her? Man she's hot! Do you think she'll be interested in having some fun before the wedding or- ow!" Dean started saying as he looked at the photo only to stop and exclaim, rubbing his shoulder as you had hit him rather hard.

"What was that for?" he asked, looking at you now.

"That's my sister." you hissed, glaring up at him and trying not show the jealousy that was rising up inside you "And she's getting married. So shut it." you ended up growling and looked down at the invitation.

"Oh fuck" you breathed out in a whisper as soon as your eyes scanned the date.

"What?" Dean asked worried again.

"It- It's taking place this Sunday" you breathed out in horror.

"So?" Dean asked, not grasping what you were saying in the least bit.

"What 'so' Dean?! Today is Saturday! The wedding is tomorrow! Oh fuck fuck fuck!" you ran a hand through your hair, pacing around and in circles.

"How the heck did I miss this letter! I check my mail everyday! No wait- Damn it of course I missed it! It was in your box! Not mine. Fuck it Winchester why don't you check your mail more often?!" you almost shouted at him.

"Whoa hey! Don't point a finger on me now! It was not my fault that stupid guy keeps putting your mail in my box as well!" he raised his hands in surrender.

"I know I know. Sorry. Oh damn the wedding's tomorrow and I don't- Fuck fuck fuck!" you started panicking again.

"Whoa whoa whoa hey (Y/n), calm down. Calm down!" he grabbed you by your shoulders and effectively made you stop.

"Take a deep breath" you did as he told you "And now, speak. More calm. That's not the reason why you're panicking, is it?"

You looked down at your feet sheepishly and shook your head a 'no'.

"Then what is it?" he asked in a low and rough voice. He was calm and managed to make you feel that way as well.

"Well, it sort of is. It's just- I didn't expect it to happen so soon and it caught me off guard." you sighed, taking a seat on a nearby chair, him doing the same right opposite you "I knew it was going to happen sometime I just am not prepared. My whole family is going to be there, Dean. Everybody. And they will all be looking at my sister and be talking about how beautiful she is and how lucky she was to find a guy like Ian, her future husband. And then-then they will be looking at me, and- and they will be whispering among themselves how I am still... alone" you ended up whispering in a rough voice, biting your lip to keep the tears in.