Fandom One-Shots

Dean x Short! Reader[Pat](Supernatural)- Hug Me Dammit!

(MikhaelaDustin requested this, thanks for the help! She wanted me to make this as fluffy as I can, and I'm not very fluffy. FUCK IT I'LL SHIA LABEOF IT ANYWAY!!)

"Pat, the hell are you doing?" I almost screamed as Dean walked into the kitchen. I huffed and hopped off the counter with what I was climbing for, mixing bowls. I set them on the counter and turned to Dean.

"There was confetti cake mix on sale at the store, I wanted to make cookies, but Sam put the bowls on the top shelf. Damn Samsquatch!" I shouted the last part knowing that Sam was upstairs as Dean started grabbing random stuff from the top shelf. Some of it wasn't even needed for baking, he was just moving stuff to lower shelves.

"Dean, what you doing? Ah-Hey! I need that!" He paused and handed me the measuring cups. Once everything was out of the self, he started sorting them into shelves that I could reach.

"Your height is useful and a pain in the ass, Pat. You know that? We can't have climbing on the counters, If Michael showed up he would have a field day telling you how dumb humans are for climbing stuff." He ranted, shutting the cupboards and leaned against the counter. I crossed my arms then opened them back up to grab ingredients and utensils.

"At least Luci would be there when I fall." Recalling the the amount of times my clumsy self had tripped or slipped and Lucifer would be there to catch me. Dean scoffed and pulled the flour out from the cupboard when I tried to get it by jumping.

*time skip of piepiepiepiepiepiepiepie(IT WAS MEANT TO BE ONLY ONE PIE)*

"I heard you were making cookies!!" This time I actually screamed, Gabriel laughed as he slinked into the kitchen. I immediately grabbed him by his collar and pulled him back.

"Hold on Dick Van Dyke! I just put them in the oven, so you have to wait until their cooled off." Gabe rolled his eyes and went back to the living room. I managed about two seconds of calmness until I heard another flutter of wings.

"Hello, Pat." I could smell his dirty trench coat and feel his breath on my neck.

"Cas, we already talked about this. Personal space?" He immediately took a step back and I turned to smile at him.

Similar incidents like this happened throughout the day, Angels and Crowley popped in and out of the bunker. I managed to save only two cookies for the boys and I.

"Dean? Sam? I managed to only save two cookies. Either I share with one of you or I get a whole one to myself!" Sam looked at Dean before making off the whole cookie.

"Sam!" But he was gone, I huffed and looked at Dean with blood rushing to my cheeks. Damn green eyes.

~팬 픽션~

"Dean give it back! I made them I should get some!" Yes we're fighting over a cookie, but he tried running off with it. He held it above his head while I jumped to try and grab it, I eventually stopped and gave him the one thing he couldn't resist.

"I'll go back to the store and get beer and pie for you." He paused, thinking it over then brought it down, split it in half, and gave half to me.

"Get two pies, one you can have." He granted, ruffling my hair and walked off with the other half. I was a bit dumbfounded but went towards the front door.

"I'm borrowing Baby!"

"The hell you are!"

(I hate writing for characters played by real people and I find this song amusing)

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