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DeanXReader -You're Drunk

Dean came up to you. Slurred speech rolled from his lips and you knew it was time to go. You snaked your arm into his pocket and pulled out his keys. He barely ever got this drunk so you knew something was wrong. You guided him back to the car and started heading to the bunker.

He passed out in the passenger seat before you were half way to the bunker. You sighed as you got out of the impala and opened Dean's door. He woke up before he fell. You guided him inside and into his room. He stumbled towards his bed and almost tripped.

He plopped down on the bed and you began to walk away before Dean's slurred voice caught your attention.

"Lay with me." He said patting the spot next to him. You went back into his room and laid next to him. It was just silence as you both laid there. The silence comfortable, before you broke it.

"What's wrong, Dean?" You asked, turning to your side facing him.

"Nothing." He said turning to face you also. You sighed knowing you weren't gonna get an answer. You sighed turning on your back again. Dean stayed where he was.

"You're beautiful." Dean's voice spoke. You blushed and turned your head to look at him.

"And you are drunk." You spoke, turning away.

"Not that drunk." He said and rolled over facing away from you. You slowly stood up and walked out of the room. You made sure to cut the lights out and shut the door. You headed to your own room and went to bed.

-Next Morning-

Your eyes fluttered open to the sound of Dean groaning loudly. You sighed lightly and stood up. You slipped on some baggy sweat pants and kept on your simple black shirt. After walking out of your room you saw Dean standing outside of his room holding his head.

You headed off to the kitchen and filled a glass with water and took a Tylenol out of the little pill bottle. Dean walked in and you stood in front of him with the water and Tylenol. He took them from your hands and smiled at you before taking the pill.

-Few Hours Later-

You were sitting on the couch with Sam and researching about the case you were on. Dean was laying around and not doing much. Sam got up and went to the bathroom. Dean got up and sat next to you.

"I remember our conversation. I didn't say you were beautiful because I was drunk. I said it because I meant it." He said and smirked. Adding a wink after he saw your flushed cheeks.

You glanced over at him and he was just staring at you. A small smile crept onto your face. He slowly leaned closer to you and lifted your face to look at him. He connected his lips with yours and you immediately responded.

"Seriously guys? I wasn't even gone for 4 minutes." Sam said as you pulled away. Sam sat on the opposite side of you and grabbed the book he was reading. Dean smiled at you and you smiled back going back to research.