Multifandom Oneshots

Dean Winchester x Reader

You wake up in the middle of the night to your phone ringing. You pick it up. "Hey."
"Y/N?" Dean says in a broken, cracking voice.
"Dean? What's wrong?" You get out of bed quickly, flipping on the light.
"It's Sammy--"
"Sam? What happened?"
"He's dead."
"He's... Sorry, what?"
"Sammy's dead."
"Where are you?" You demand, starting to get dressed.
"I'm coming to you."
"From where? I'll meet you halfway."
"No. That's okay. I'll come."
"No, Dean. Let me meet you."
"No. I'll see you in a bit, baby."
"Wait--" You begin, but he's already hung up.
You pace around the living room, waiting impatiently, looking out the window every few seconds.
You see headlights turn into your driveway and send a quick thank you to God as you run out onto the porch.
He's up on the porch in five strides, kissing you hard.
"Well, hey." You say.
"Hi." He says quietly. 
"Want a beer?" You take his hand and lead him inside.
"Yeah, sure. Please."
"So, what happened to Sammy?" You ask gently as the two of you sit on your couch, a list of scary possibilities running through your head.
"Long story."
"I'm sorry, Dean." You say quietly.
"I'll fix it." He says.
"How?"
"Long story. Don't worry about it."
"How do you fix death, Dean?" You sigh.
"I know some people. Don't worry, Y/N." He kisses you. "I love you."
"Do you?" You raise your eyebrows.
"I do. I really do."