After a long car ride in the back of the black impala me and the two men finally reached a house. It was in the middle of what seemed to be an old car junk yard. Dean parked the car and said, "Alrighty you two load out,". Sam got out of the car and I took in my surroundings a bit more. I was still a bit uncomfortable being with two strangers and all but hey, I didn't have much of a choice here did I?
Dean, Sam and I walked towards the door to enter the home. Sam paused before turning the door handle and looked at me. "Hey, (Y/N), I'm sorry about this situation, I really am. But don't be too worried okay? Bobby is a really nice guy," Sam said to me. As soon as Sam finished his sentence we heard a loud crash and an older man yell, "BALLS!". We walked inside to see a broken glass bottle of what seemed to be whisky and a rather flustered older man.
The older man looked up and gave us a confused look. "Sam, Dean? What are you guys doing back here so early?" Bobby paused for a second and took a look at me. I made eye contact with him and then glanced down, shifting my weight nervously from foot to foot. Bobby seemed to notice how I was yet to feel comfortable so he leaved it at that and brought his attention back to Sam and Dean. "I guess that doesn't matter. It's a good thing you guys showed up I was just about to call you," Bobby said as he walked towards a desk.
"Yeah and why is that Bobby?" Dean asked, following Bobby. Sam and I followed Dean into the office like area. I looked around and saw all of the artifacts and books. "Woah," I stated as I took it all in. "I know right?" Sam looked over at me and chuckled. Bobby and Dean started mumbling about some liquor for a moment and I glanced over at Dean. I couldn't help but just stare at his facial features in awe. He has such crystal-like eyes, and a perfectly chiseled jaw line. And his lips...OH God. "...(Y/N)?" I could vaguely hear Dean calling my name. "Y-Yeah? What do you want?" I replied, flustered.
"Did you hear that? Bobby has a case he wants to give us. Do you think you can handle it?" Dean said in a taunting tone, trying to provoke me. I rolled my eyes at him and then gave him a smirk. "Hell yeah I can, let's go gank this son of a bitch,"
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Meant For You (Dean Winchester x Reader)
FanfictionYou suffered, so much because of that bastard Azazel. And just when you thought you were about to die, two men came in, and had saved you. Little did the 19 year old you know, that you were to be closer to these guys than you thought.
