Supernatural X Reader (DDM BSM)

BSM: Sick. (Dean&Sam x Reader)

You are the youngest out of the three Winchester kids(you have a different mom than Sam and Dean). John is missing, as usual, so you and your two brothers are staying with good ol' Bobby.
"Deaaannnn." Your little 4 year old voice cries out in pain.
"What?" Dean walks into your room in Bobbys house with another bowl of soup for you.
"My tummmyyyyy." You grab your stomach and groan as you roll around in your bed.
"I know y/n, just eat this and watch cartoons with Sammy and you'll be ok." Dean gestures toward your other brother who was sitting on the floor with a book.
"But Sammy is boring." You cross your arms.
"I can hear you." Sam stands up and looks at you, rolling his eyes.
"I know." You stick your tongue out and take the soup from Dean.
"Just try to get to feeling better, ok sis?" Dean smiles.
"Okie Deanie." Dean groans at the nickname you gave him.
"Feeling better?" Sam asks as he sits next to you on your bed.
"Not really." You slurp some soup.
"Well just try to get some rest ok?" He smiles and gets up and leaves the room.
"I'll be fine." You whisper to yourself as you try to get up off of the bed.
You grunt as you shove your small body off of the bed.
THUD!!
"WWWWWAAAAAA! OOOOOO!!!" You scream in pain you fall off the bed, your small head bouncing off of the floor.
"What the-!" You hear Dean yell before he runs into your room seeing you crying and holding your head while laying on the ground. "Are you ok? Did anything break?" He panics as he lifts you off of the ground and cuddles you into his chest.
"My heaaad!" You cry into his chest, making a wet spot on his chest.
"Is she ok?" Sam asks from the door way, Bobby standing behind him.
"I told you idjits to not leave her side! Now look!" Bobby scolds the boys as he comes into the room and picks you up.
"Bobby my headddd!" You continue to cry.
"Sam, go get her a bag of ice and a towel. Dean move the blankets so I can't put her in the bed." Bobby orders the boys around.
"Yes sir." The boys say in unison.
"Alright, follow my finger with your eyes, ok?" You do as Bobby says. "Well I think you'll be fine, stop cryi g and show me how tough you are!" You wipe your tears away.
"Here." Sam hands Bobby the bag of ice and towel. Bobby wraps the bag in the towel and gently places it on your head. You wince in pain when it makes contact with your head.
"Why were you trying to get up, y/n?" Dean asks with a concerned look.
"I needed to go potty." You sniff.
"Well next time tell one of us so we can help and this doesn't happen again, ok?" Sam rubs your shoulder, you now slightly so it doesn't hurt you too bad.
"Rest up." Bobby says then he leaves the room.
"We are never leaving your side again, ok little sis?" Dean says.
"Ok Deanie." You smile.
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Ahhh I'm sorry this took so long to get done but I've had so much shit go on these past few months. And now ya girl is the embodiment of depression! Yea, I'm a sad alien.
Bye bye babies!♡
-Selest