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Birthday Wishes(part 1)

Dean X Reader

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My old life was left behind and everything I had known had ceased to be real. The old life was reckless and to put out there and I revealed myself too much. I even starred in a famous porno film. Maybe a few porno's but those all went to waist. Which was not the best thing in the world. When I wasn't doing that stuff, i was hunting on the sidelines. This is how I met the Winchester brothers, I had been on a hunt when a Wendigo took me by surprise. Both boys had made it just in time before the thing tore me a new one. It gave me a gorgeous scar no one ever looked at but that's how it ended my daily career. Let's just say hunting isn't the kind of great paying job, let alone A PAYING job. Thanks to Dean cleaning up well and Sam's stitching, I was back on my feet in a weeks time. I had to make sure he never told Dean about the scar so he wouldn't go looking for it. But other than the fact hunting gave me crap, I was perfect. After the years alone it got boring and Sam and Dean invited me in to stay with them seeing how I could use some help. After a while it just stuck. "Y/N!!" "Coming!" I was used for most things, like picking up beer, whiskey, some chicks for Dean and that had been about it. "I can't reach something, come help me!" I even made dinner and breakfast sometimes so we didn't eat that fast food crap. And maybe just maybe the boys would stay ripped as hell. "Your a moose why the hell do you need a pipsqueak to reach something 20 feet in the air!?" Sam was my close friend and brother, something you can't really explain to people. He listened to things I said and acted as my own older sister. Sometimes we researched together and watched chick flicks or maybe even judged everyday television. Dean on the other hand was my pillow, my snuggle "Buddy". He was used for reassuring and maybe even some cold hard whiskey. At the moment I was wearing my casual batman underwear and baggy sweater seeing how I just got out of the shower. "Cause I'm gonna lift you up so you can grab it." Walking into the kitchen he ignores what I'm wearing and wraps his arms just under my waist and hoists me up to grab something for whatever he was making. When I grabbed it he set me back down. "Here ya go." "Thanks, your gonna love dinner. By the way, nice Batman underwear." It seemed to make me smile how he didn't even act as if it was awkward. The only times he would look below the belt on me, was either my clothes or the stitches I was gonna need. It was nothing mutual between us, he just cared for me and I cared for him. Sam never even really cared because me and him were so close you might even call us fraternal twins. That was if we had looked alike. "Which one?" "Forever21. So watcha makin?" I walked over to his side to see food spread out everywhere, along with spices and kitchen utensils. "It's a surprise. Besides, aren't you supposed to be keeping Dean occupied, he gets bored real easy. Besides when are you baking that cake for him??" Granted today was the mans birthday, but I wasn't the nanny type. And what was I supposed to do? Strip? "No, he isn't my responsibility." "Common
Y/N/N it's his birthday." As much as I didn't want to bake a dumb kiddy cake, it still would have been nice. "I tell you what. I'll cook the cake, pie, AND dinner if you take him out someplace he never usually goes to and make sure he has fun." "No Y/N, it isn't your responsibility. Besides-" "Go on and get your brother, it's his stupid birthday so let's treat him like the princess he is. Besides whatever your making I could make better." Shoving him out of the kitchen, I gather up the stuff necessary for what I was to make. From what it looked like he was making some sort of salad, Or Going Too. But let's say I was going to fix that.

When she kicked me out of the kitchen, I kinda felt like she knew what she was doing. She knew what she was doing any other time. So I walked myself all the way to his room. Y/N had been here with us for six years bouncing around with us from town to town. Sometimes people thought her and Dean were together, which was fine, but Dean was a one night stand guy and Y/N. She kicks serious ass and she doesn't look like the heart break(ee) type. "Dean!" As usual, his music was at its max, the same mullet rock Cassette tapes he's had since dad gave him the car. When I walked through the door, he was playing air guitar in his undies. "And you say I'm the child." "Dude?! Don't you ever knock?" All I could do was laugh at my older brother. "Common we're going out." "Hunt?" When he grabbed his jeans, I stopped him and threw him his sweats. "Nope, were going out." "To the bar again?? Man we got to work on your drinking problem." "No! WE are going to a great stripper club." He looked at me for my smile, but I held my straight face with posture. He always loved the strippers, well in a way it made him forget the worries he needed to deal with. "Are you on drugs or demon blood?" "Neither, just thought you would like to head out and have a fun night. After all.." he looked like he was happy to see I remembered his birthday but I played the card as if I forgot. He had a surprise waiting so, it was only a matter of time before he found out I already knew. "It is the night off. So, let's go and have fun." "Alright, sure. Yea let's do it." Ushering him down the hall and towards the bunker door he stops and turns. "We have to let Y/N know where we're going man! We can't just walk out on her." In a panic I grab his arm and drag him to the door. We're heading out for the night Y/N! Be back around 'I don't know aclock!' See ya later!" "Have fun boys!" When she replied I dragged him out of the door and threw him in the passenger side and turned the ignition. "Common Sammy! What's with all the shoving and so much freak control??" "Just want to get this party started." Pressing the pedal to the floor, I head for 'Bugs Bunny Cottontail'. "Are you feeling alright Sammy? Your being really weird and freaking me out." "Y/N has a surprise for you ok? I just was told for me to keep you from the kitchen. Not sure why though." "I guess she's making pie again. She loves surprising me with that. But it's so regular I barely even see it as a surprise, just a routine." "Is Dean Winchester actually sick of pie??" Smirking at my brother he punches my shoulder. "Never! It's just not surprising anymore." "Alright." Tonight was going to be a long run.