I Don't Dance (sam x dean x reader)

Chapter 2: Great Gatsby

After passing out, you wake up in the back of an unfamiliar car.
You jump up.

"Ooh, easy tiger. You took a pretty big fall."

You take a look around the seats only to find Dean.

(y/n) - What do you mean? Where's my mom? Is she ok-

A wave of pain showers your head.
The sensation stops you mid-sentence. You can practically already see the bruise.

Dean - Your mom is in there

He points to a mansion.
You gaze at its features. The beauty leaves you in amazement.

Dean- Here, (y/n) take this.

He hands you his ice cold beer.
Instead of using it as an ice pack for your head, you chug it.
As a result, Dean just stares back at you in disbelief.
You handed him back the empty bottle and got out of the car.

(y/n)- Okay, here we go.

Dean follows behind you as you approach the building.

Dean- (y/n)?! you're not in any shape to go in there, just let your mom handle it. I was given orders to stay here with you and make sure you're okay.

You were getting annoyed.
He had just met you and he was already acting like he was your father. Why does he care so much?
You scoff.

(y/n)- "then make sure I'm okay."

From his facial expressions, you could tell he was surprised. He hesitantly follows.
Dean grabs your arm protectively and escorts you inside.

Holy shit.

Although the atmosphere is mainly inviting, you can't help but be intimidated.

The women are beautiful, the men are charming, and the drinks are ever flowing.

You could understand why Sam wanted to be here.

?????-  "Dean? why are you ? "

Both you and Dean turns around.
This must be Sam.
Your eyes make contact and the world stops.

Sudden the loud music, the shouts, and the people around don't matter.

It's just you and Sam.

He smiles at you. Butterflies. You feel butterflies?

Dean interrupts your trance.

Dean- "Sam, this is (y/n)..."

(y/n point of view)

I smile back at him.

What is this feeling?
I don't believe in love at first sight.
It doesn't exist.
Right?