Dean: you had stayed up all night creating this little masterpiece for Dean. It was a small album, compiled of all the pictures you had taken and all of your favorite memories and songs with him. Your heart raced at the thought of finally telling him that you love him. You got up, and began to get ready for the day, making sure to look extra cute.
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Once you had gotten ready you walk down the hallway to the main room, where Dean is currently researching. The small book held tightly to your chest, and your heart racing; you slowly walked over to where he was sitting. You tapped his shoulder lightly, and he turned around to face you. When he saw it was you he smiled, that smile you loved, that smile that gave you butterflies. "Hey (y/n), um what can I do for you?" He asked. You soon, muster up the courage and begin to execute your plan. "Dean, I need to talk to you about something." You stated softly, your voice slightly shaking. His smile turned to a look of concern at your words, so he nodded and patted the chair next to him. "Of course, are you ok?" He asked with slight urgency. You sat down quickly and held the book in front of him. "I-I um made this for you. I know it seems silly but I just wanted to show you how important you are to me." you said, your hand beginning to shake.
Gently, he takes the album from your hand and smiles at you. He opens it carefully and reads the first page where you wrote a note telling him how you feel. Your palms begin to sweat, and your heart rate picks up, as he reads it over carefully.
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Sooner rather than later he stops reading and looks up at you again, a solemn expression placed on his handsome features. Your heart breaks as he looks at you this way. Tears well in your eyes, and your hope crumbles away.. "(y/n), I-I don't know what to say, but I just don't love you that way. You're like my little sister. Like my best friend. That's the only way that I love you I'm sorry." he says, reaching for your small hand. Soon enough tears are pouring down your cheeks and large pit forms in your stomach. Dean reaches over softly and tries to wipe your tears away, but you pull away from him quickly and stand up.. "Don't. It's ok Dean, I was just being a stupid little girl who thought that maybe the guy she loved would love her too..." you said and walked away to your room. The whole way there you could hear his words echo in your mind over the sound of him calling after you.
You reach your room and shut the door locking it as well. You plop onto your bed and just continue to cry, and think to yourself "how could you be so stupid? How could you ever think Dean Winchester would ever love you?" Your heart was broken, and your hope was crushed. You poured your heart out to him and he threw it back at you. I guess this is what it's like to love Dean Winchester...
----------------A/n, hey guys! Sorry this one is so shitty, I was like half asleep when I tried to write it but I just wanted to get something on here for you guys! So I hope you enjoy it! Love you guys-M.G ❤