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[Poems by me❤]

Dean had been eavesdropping, on your conversation with Sam, and he heard how much you loved poetry. So Dean, being the sweetheart he is, is now desperately trying to put together a poem, to tell you he loves you.
He heard a small voice echoing down the hall, and tried to pinpoint where it was coming from; soon enough he stopped at your door, finding out it was you who was speaking. You weren't just speaking, you were reciting poetry,  it was none he'd ever heard before, it sounded original, you could hear how much the words meant when you spoke. He fell even more in love with you as he heard you recite your poetry. But one poem in particular stood out to him

      " Honey, dry your tears
The end is near
But your innocence is still here

You fall so far
But remember who you are
Even if it left a scar

You'll be ok
Even if it's not today
You'll never let them take your grace away

You're strong and you'll move on
Even when your love is far gone
You will still have the grace that you kept safe for so long."

He heard how you poured your soul into the words, he could feel the emotions you portrayed with your angelic voice.
He leaned against the wall by your door his eyes becoming glossy with unshed tears, when he thought about how much you've gone through, how far you've fallen, yet still you stand tall and strong. He thought of the innocence in your eyes despite the fact that you have so much pain, and so much blood on your hands. You kept this light, this innocence, this grace, no matter what you've been through. That's why he's in love with you, he knows that you have a rough life, but you somehow see the brighter side of it.

Suddenly you hear a knock at your door, and you set your journal down, and open the door. "Oh, Dean, what's up?" You ask, and invite him in. "Nothing, I just wanted to visit my favorite girl." He said a casually as possible, trying not to show that he heard you. "Ok." you looked around slightly confused as to what was going on. Turning your head to look at the eldest winchester you smile, and sit next to him. You both sat in comfortable silence, until he broke it "I'm in love with you (y/n)." He blurts out quickly and shuts his eyes tightly.  You, shocked by his words just stare at him, (e/c) eyes wide, mouth open slightly. Taking a moment to process this, trying so desperately to find the words to say, as you have been secretly wishing he loved you too since the moment you met. He gets up quickly, and runs his hands through his hair in frustration, and fear that he had ruined everything. "Say something dammit (y/n), please." He pleaded turning to look at you. You met his gaze, and a huge smile graced your lips, and you got up walking slowly towards him. "I've been waiting forever to hear those words Dean, I love you too." You say and pull his lips down to yours, his lips fit perfectly against yours and his rough hands ran up and down your back softly. He smiled into the kiss, and broke away. "I heard you reading your poem out loud and I knew I had to tell you how I felt." Blushing you look down and over to your journal. "Not to interrupt the moment but, have you written any poems about me?" He asks winking at you, causing you to blush profusely. Stumbling over your words, you said "uh, yeah-yeah, I have actually, would you like to hear one?" You asked tripping over your words. He smiled a huge smile at you, and nodded eagerly, with the excitement of a young child. You giggled softly and went to pick up your book, and read it to him. He moved to sit on the bed waiting impatiently for you to find the page it was written on. "Alright I found it.. here goes nothing." You said and smiled at Dean.

"Your voice echoes through the dark
Calling me, sending my heart into a spiral
Slicing through the silence like the stars and moon slice through the darkness of the night.

The love we have
Will overcome my most inner demons
Your voice is a sword, a shield from the evil.

Your eyes are a match that sends light through my dark world.
Your hands are a safe haven for my heart.
You are my refuge."

You hesitantly looked up from your book, to see Dean with a smile placed on his lips.
"I had no idea you thought that way, I'm so glad that I am the one who makes you feel that way, that's how I want to make you feel everyday." He says standing up, taking your book and setting it aside to pull you into his arms tightly.
"You make me feel safe Dean, and when your with me, I know I'll be ok. I know you won't break my heart." You say seriously, and entangle your fingers with his.
Once again he pulled you in for a kiss, this one more passionate, slower. Breaking away he hugs you tightly to his chest and whispers "I was gonna write a poem for you but, I can't now, you've got me beat on that one." His hot breath fanned across your ear, his words caused you to smile, and hold him closer.
"I wouldn't have cared about the quality, because it's what the words mean that counts, I'll help you write one if you want me to." You offered sweetly taking his hand, and looking at him with doe eyes. "I would love for you to help me, but first let me do one more important thing." He says smiling at you. "What are you gonna do?" You ask curiously watching as he backs you up towards the bed, and lays you down softly.

---------A/n hey guys!!!! I really hope you enjoy this chapter, I tried really hard on it, all of the poems used are original, by me and I hope you enjoy the story! Love you guys-M.G ❤