Sad Supernatural Imagines

#42 Dean - Hey, you okay?

Y/N p.o.v:

You already had a really shitty day. Before you went on a hunt with the boys, you had gotten a call from the hospital saying your mom was there and in very critical condition. Your mom had gotten in a very bad car crash. She was the only family you had left, besides Cas and the boys, that was still alive. You had gone down to the hospital to check on her, but got there too late. She had already died from blood loss. You forced your tears to not shed when you came back to the bunker. You had packed your stuff and went on the hunt with the boys. You just got back from it. You almost got Dean killed. You pissed off the rugaru and Dean happened to be in its way to kill you. You could say Sam was pissed, but that would be an understatement. You felt guilty. Horribly guilty and Sam was making it worse. He started yelling at you when Dean had gone to dispose of the dead body in the house. He never yelled at you before. Even when you made a mistake. You walked into the motel you and the boys had been staying at. You grabbed your stuff and turned around to see Sam and Dean. Dean smiled at you and grabbed his crap, then walked back to the impala. Sam got his stuff, glaring at you the entire time, then walked out. You sighed. You walked out after him. You got into the impala and stared at your lap shamefully. Dean started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. Then, you guys were on your way back to the bunker. Awesome. You could feel the hard glare Sam was giving you. You didn't look up. You were on the verge of just bursting out in hysterical sobs. Surprisingly, it didn't happen. The car came to a stop. You were finally back at the bunker. You quickly got out and walked into the bunker. You went inside and to yours and Dean's room. You put your stuff away and sat on the bed. You put your face in your hands and felt tears start to pool into them. You heard footsteps and the door shut.
"Hey, you okay?" Dean asked. You quickly wiped away your tears and looked up. You saw Dean staring at you with a concerned look. You faked a smile and nodded.
"'Course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" You asked. Dean sighed and walked towards you. He sat beside you.
"Don't lie to me, Y/N." He said. You felt tears start to brim.
'No. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.' You chanted in your head. You looked away.
"I'm not lying." You mumbled.
"You can talk to me, Y/N. You know that. I'm here for you." Dean told you quietly. You nodded. The traitor tears finally rolled down your face like a waterfall. You didn't want Dean to see you crying, but you couldn't seem to control yourself at the moment. Sobs racked through your body. Dean pulled you into his arms.
"Shh. Y/N, calm down. I'm here. I'm here." He shushed you. Heavy sobs and tears like a dam had broken, were being let out.
"I can't- I can't do this anymore, Dean." You cried in a broken voice. Although, you couldn't see it, Dean was close to crying, too, because those few words broke his heart. He knew you didn't have the best childhood, but you got through it. Those words broke his heart because he didn't know how much you were hurting. You tried to quite your sobs, which wasn't working out very well for you, so Sam wouldn't here and Cas wouldn't fly down just to see what was wrong and if you were okay. Dean just held you while you cried into his shirt. After a long time, your sobs turned to quiet sniffles and hiccups.
"You wanna talk about it now?" Dean asked. You thought about it for a few seconds before nodding. If you didn't tell someone, it would eat at you until you broke.
"I was already having a shitty day. I barely got any sleep last night. 2 hours at the most. Then, about an hour before the hunt, I got a call from the hospital. My mom had gotten into a car crash and was in critical condition. By the time I had gotten there, it was too late. She already died from blood loss. When we went on the hunt, I pissed off the rugaru. Of course, since you were closest, it went after you. You almost got killed and if you did, it would have been my fault because of a small mistake I made. After we ganked the bitch, while you went to go get rid of the dead body, Sam had yelled at me in the car. I guess I deserved it. But it just made everything worse. I feel so bad and guilty. I-I" you took a deep.
"I just need sleep." You whispered. Dean let go after giving you a comforting squeeze.
"I'm gonna have a talk with Sam later, but you're right. You've had a rough day and you need to relax." He said. You kicked off your boots and pants. Then, you shed put of your flannel. Only in your underwear and a tank top. You crawled under the covers and closed your eyes. Soon after, Dean got in too. He wrapped his arms around you, making you the little spoon and him the big spoon. You turned over and curled into his chest.
"I love you, Y/N." Dean said quietly.
"I love you, too, Dean." You replied and fell asleep to the rhythm of his beating heart.

A/N:

I don't know how I feel about this one. Took a long time to make this too.