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Hop off ,Winchester (Young!Dean!)

WARNINGS: Swearing, fighting, idk really but Can you dig it?🌸🌸🌸

Imagine....
You had a rough life, always hunting with your parents. Never actually living anywhere because it was never safe. When your parents died you were barely 13 and you were fending for yourself. Until you came across John Winchester.

Your POV

You continue to walk back to the motel, the very one you could barely afford. It was crappy and run down but the only thing you could get with pool table and poker money.  You had tried to give up hunting but it follows no matter what. You throw open the stupid door to the stupid motel room. You were exhausted and covered in what could have been blood, could have been ketchup.

" Hey kid, how was they hunt?" You plop face down onto the empty motel bed. " Hop off Winchester." You mumble into the bed. You feel an indent in the bed and look up to see a grinning face. " Not well I take it?" He smirks and you give him the ultimate bitchface. " Where's Sammy?" You ignore his comment. " Sleeping." You look past Dean to see the ten year old on the other bed, completely asleep. " Any word from John?" Dean shakes his head.

" No, but we both know that since I'm here it won't be a problem." He grins widely and you roll your eyes. I can't deal with him right now.

Dean's POV
I look down as she plops her face down into the bed again. She's been here a year now, and we didn't have the greatest relationship. " We're the same age you retarded fish." Me being me grin sheepishly and lean down to her ear. " That's not very nice language." I smile sarcastically as she just looks up at me with a ' are you fucking kidding me?' Look. " Right, well how about this. Leave me the hell alone you fucking baboon." I nod in approval. " Much better. Now what do you want to do?"

" Sleep. I want to sleep and I want you to leave me alone." She mumbles into the STD infested comforter. " Ohhhhh sorry we are all out of ' sleep' and 'alone' . Try again later?" She groans into the pillow. " How about we watch a movie?" She looks up. " What movies? They have a vcr but no tapes." I smirk jumping off the bed into my bag.  " PrincessBride or beetle Juice?" She gives a small smile. " My name is indigo Montoya." I smirk back. " You killed my father." 

Your POV
" -prepare to to die." The tv sounds. You were watching the movie as your stomach growled. You'd been secretly been giving your food rations to Sammy so that he wouldn't starve even though Dean and John told you not to. Dean looks over at you, he gets up and goes to his bag. You don't pay attention and look back at the movie he comes back with what looks like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and hands it to you. " No I can't take that. You should keep it for you and Sammy."

He puts it out still. " Nah it's bady enough Sammy gets both of our rations. Tell you what we can split it." I give in and take a half. " so you know about that huh?" He give a small grin. " Yeah but you should really eat we can't have you passing out on hunts." I roll my eyes. " What?" He asks. " Why do you always do that? Act so protective and bossy over me? We are the same age Dean I can take care of myself just like you." His face slumps. " I don't know, I guess it's just weird for me. To not try to be protective over you."

You sigh. " Well you should stop, it's not like you care about me so there's no reason to be protective." I mumble taking a nibble out of the sandwich. He turns me towards him. " Don't say that. Don't ever say that." I puff out. " It's true. All you ever are is rude and you are a jerk about minty nine percent of the time." He shakes his head. " Yeah well it's only because you are so sarcastic and you always give that cute smirk when you do something and that annoying little dance you do when you win a game of pool. Or how you always sleep on your stomach just because you like the feeling of hugging someone."

Your face falls. " Dean..." you trail off. " I really- I care about you y/n. Just like I care about Sammy well not exactly like I like Sammy but in that what that I like Sammy just a little different you know I really like you and I-" I Grab him by the face and kiss him.

" I love you too Barbie boy." I smirk and he shakes his head. " Whatever you say Gremlin." You both chuckle and he rolls you over causing you both to laugh louder. Sam stands up above you two. " Are you guys cuddling?" Dean face plants as you pull away. You go bright red." Why don't we go back to bed Sammy?"