Cramps? (DeanxReader) (Fluff)

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Dean body swap with Reader....

Shit! Today was supposed to be pain-free. You were only supposed to get your period in a couple days, but mother nature rang early. Rolling your eyes at your now ruined pants, you went to put on a pad and then eat something to be able to take some painkillers for the cramps that are kicking in.

As you made your way down into the bunker's kitchen to grab some waffles, Dean was already making his famous burgers.

"Want one?" He asked, watching you struggle to open the waffle box.

You huffed in anger until you shoved the box back in the freezer and took a burger from Dean. Normally you'd try to hide the mood swings, but today was not that day.

"Alright, don't thank me or anything" Dean said, flipping a new burger for himself.

"Sorry" you said, "this is really good, thanks." And you sat down with a cup of orange juice and two tylenols.

Dean sat down next to you, biting into his burger. With a full mouth he said "Oh and don't forget the witch hunt. Eat quickly we have to run."

Annoyed you threw your head back groaning, then washed down the tylenol as you stomped into your room to change. Quickly you put on a pair of baggy boyfriend jeans, an old black henley with a grey plaid shirt on top, then slipped into your hunting boots.

Walking back to meet Dean in the library you asked, "Where's Sam? Isn't he coming?"

Dean grabbed the paper with the witch-killing spell, and answered "He's out with Castiel looking for god-knows-what" then opening the door continued, "The drive isn't far, just be prepared, she's strong." and with that we were off.

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Once we rolled into a nice development, Dean pointed to a large red-brick house "That's the one. Let's do some witch huntin", and began walking up the driveway.

"Why are we killing her again?" you asked, wondering what her crime was.

"She killed her ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend" he put it simply, as he lock picked the door.

Readying yourself with Deans gun for protection, you quietly walked into the house, Dean always one step ahead of you. As if from thin air, the witch came up behind you. You spun around ready to stab the bitch when Dean began reciting the spell.

While in pain, the witch used her last breaths on reciting something inaudible.

Once she was done for Dean exhaled while nodding his head in relief.

"Easier than I thought it would be" you said and began towards the car.

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Once you both got to the bunker you slumped down on the couch "I'm going to sleep Dean, I'm exhausted." you said, rolling onto your side.

"It's only three" Dean said, you could hear the confusion dripping from his voice.

"Just like you say Dean, screw consciousness!" and with that you fell asleep.

In the next hour, Dean also decided to nap due to the past few tiring hunts.

A couple hours later you woke up rubbing your eyes, and you looked around realizing you weren't on the couch anymore, rather on Deans bed. Jumping up, you realized that you were a bit taller, and bigger. Quickly you put your hands to your face and ran to the closest mirror. Your eyes bulging, you realized you were in Dean's body. Quickly you ran to the couch were you originally fell asleep, only to have your body bump into yourself at an equally high speed.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 07, 2018 ⏰

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