Plot: you woohooed last night and he left so much marks
Your POV
I snuggled closer to the warmth behind me but my slumber was broken by my alarm.
'You shook me all night long!' It screamed but I slapped it and it became quiet. But first I grabbed my phone from somehwhere on the floor to see 3 messages from Bobby. My so called father. 2 on Ellen, my mom figure and 1 missed call from Jo. I sighed and scanned Bobby's message. 'Hey (y/n), me and the girls are visting tonight,' that was the first message but the two weren't seen yet. 'And we're going out so dress properly,' I chuckled because I noticed there was a smiley face in the bottom. 'Bring Sammy too,' and that was all. Next for Ellen. 'Hey hun. Just checking on you rise and shine sister you two got some shopping to do,' 'Jo and Bobby are dicks,' Ellen messaged me and I held a fit of laughter but covered it with a wide grin. Then I set my phone on the bedside table and stretched out. I looked behind me to see Dean snoring peacfully with a trail of bruises and hickeys from his neck and down. I smiled and kissed his nose. Then his eyes started opening and looking around but his eyes stopped on mine. "Goodmorning," he smiled and kissed my nose. "Goodmorning. Bobby texted me we were going to dinner tonight with Jo and Ellen. They said bring Sam too," I said swinging my legs over to the side and picking up a random shirt from the floor. I couldn't tell if it was mine because me and Dean have the same taste and same shirts mostly. I slipped also an underwear and helped Dean get up. He slipped on boxers and a muscle tee and the slippers from the corner. Dean's feeling fancy since the day they moved in the batcave so he always wear robes. We then headed our way to the kitchen to see Sam sipping his steamy coffee. "You two are noisy," he shaked his head and continued scrolling through whatever. "It was all (y/n)," Dean mocked and I widened my eyes. "What?! Me?! Oh because I was the one who's saying cum for me (y/n) ahoohoohoo," I mocked him back. He made a mocking face which I returned back. "Nope you were both so noisy and so loud I had to switch rooms with the moon. Oh wait I could still hear you," Sam did a bitchface and sighed. I smiled and made myself a coffee when I felt to arms wrap around my torso and a warm breath near my ear. "I am so sorry babe," he muffled because his face was snuggled in my neck. He started swaying left to right as if we were dancing. "Sorry for what?" I said turning myself around. But his head was still snuggled when I felt his tongue hit my neck. "Dean," he whispered. "Sorry for the hickeys," he cooed again and I pushed him off gently and ran to the mirror. I stretched my neck and saw tons and tons of bruises and hickeys just like Dean's. I turned around half mad and half chick flick and slapped his arm. "Dean, you know Bobby's gonna see this right?" I looked worried. He shrugged and kissed me again.
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I slapped on my makeup and slipped on my black tutleneck dress with longsleeved so Bobby and the girls won't see what's happening. "(Y/n)?!" Dean knocked on the door. "Coming," I said as I hurried up and walked out the door. "Woah (y/n) you look amazing," Dean said with full awe as Sam passed us by. "You guys look great," I smiled as we walked up and about the bunker and drove off to Bobby's venue.
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Dinner went well, nobody was supicous, Bobby came to say hi and so did the girls and yeah. We got pretty drunk on white wine since we finshed 5. Then the time came when we were all going to sleep.
Dean cradled me in his arms when my eyes started drooping into sleep but I felt him nip on the back of my ear. "Uhh Dean?" I said and he pulled me closer to him. "Yeah?" He mumbled. "Enough hickeys," I said as I flipped myself over and looked at him in the eyes. "It's my turn,"
