Supernatural preferences and one shots

Is this some kind of joke? Dean one shot.

A/N: thank you so much to the anonymous who requested this . I had fun writing it and I hope you and many others enjoy it as well. Thank you to all my readers and feel free to comment any positive or negative feedback below. Sorry this is so long .

You had joined the Winchesters about 2 years ago . You were somehow rescued from hell and they took you in. No one knows how you got back . It started off rough . You had selective mutism which was a struggle to the boys at first. Sometimes in specific situations or around specific people you couldn't talk . The doctors diagnosed you 14 years ago after a car accident you and your brother were in . The trauma and the death of your brother paired with your childhood upbringing made you develop selective mutism as a coping mechanism. Your brother was the last family member you had. You were alone. The boys eventually learned how to deal with it and you got increasingly more comfortable and it was easier to talk to them. Sam you had long meaningful conversations with. He was super easy to talk to and quickly became your best friend. Dean was a little bit more tricky. Sure you talked but it was less and different than with Sam. Dean didn't fully understand your condition and you were fairly certain he didn't like you very much . Which sucked because you had a huge schoolgirl crush on him . Who wouldn't ? He was Dean frickin Winchester for crying out loud. Your crush also didn't help you talk to him either. Topped with the fact he was kinda intimidating you were surprised you could talk to him at all. You didn't have a chance . You were a chubby shy nerdy 23 year old . Not a chance. You grew up in the life so you helped with hunts sometimes. Mainly research but sometimes you'd actually physically hunt with them. Most of the time you were in your room either reading, writing, researching, logging in your hunting journal, or lost in music or a show on Netflix. But tonight was different . The boys insisted you ate dinner with them. They had done so much for you that you couldn't really say no. Dean cooked which was rare but not unusual. You were glad cause you liked when he cooked. For some reason Sam disappeared halfway through dinner . Dean didn't seem to notice and continued making small talk and trying to make conversation with you . You half replied . Nervous to be alone with him . "Damnit y/n I'm trying to talk to you." Dean said surprisingly gently. " why?" You replied genuinely confused. Dean sat quietly for a few moments awkwardly . " because I like you y/n . " Dean finally replied in a low voice . Rage bubbled up inside of you . Is this some kind of sick joke? How dare he ? " is this some kind of joke to you ?" You replied angrily . "Y/n.." Dean went to reply before you cut him off . " I know you don't particularly care for me but this is an awfully cruel thing for someone to do . Even you Dean ." You replied tearfully before booking it to your room. You laid in your bed . You heard the hushed voices of the boys in the kitchen . You put in your headphones still crying. It had to be a joke . You didn't stand a chance . Dean Winchester couldn't like you. Look at you . Sure you were normal looking but Dean wanted the model types. He was always bringing them home even if it had been a while since the last one . Hell he himself looked like a Greek god. He just couldn't like you. You hear a loud knock on the door. " y/n . You don't have to talk but please listen to me." Dean said . " I know you don't believe it but I really do like you . I like everything about you . The way you can talk so freely to sam over coming your condition. The way you light up when you talk about your favorite tv shows . The way you smile when you save someone or do well on research because that's the only time you really smile and mean it. The thrilled but attentive look on your face when Bobby is teaching you about cars or hunting. The way you love and appreciate baby almost as much as I do. The way you cook so damn good especially pie . The way you rock out with me to any classic rock I play instead of nagging like sam. The way you are always willing to help people even when they don't deserve or appreciate it . I love it all. I love your looks. I think you are beautiful even if you don't see it . I think you are beautiful when you dress up , when you haven't left the couch in two days in your pjs, when you are so into a book you don't even notice the world around you . I think you are even gorgeous when you are covered from head to toe in the blood of whatever hunt we are on at that time . I love the way you look in sweats or when you steal my shirts when you think I don't notice . I love the way your body looks in them . And I love your curves in everything you wear. I'm not good at any of this and I have no idea what I'm doing but.." You cut Dean off my swinging open the door and smashing your lips to his . You have no idea where the confidence came from but you aren't complaining . You kiss for a long time until one of you parts for air . Panting you looking up at Dean and with a smile you say " does this mean you want me to be your girlfriend ?" You giggle . " yes but only if you want to " Dean said smiling which was rare. Sam is doing a victory dance in the hallway but you don't see it because you once again smash your lips to deans. Maybe you aren't so alone after all❤️.