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they reject you: Dean pt. 2

It had been days since you had confessed your love for the elder winchester. You hadn't left your room since. You knew it wasn't good for you to stay in there, but you couldn't stand the thought of going out there to face Dean. Your heart broke even more at the thought of him.

You were currently laying bed, waiting for the day to end and the night to start again. Night time was the only time you could ever really feel. You would let your tears fall at night. You would let all the thoughts of what could have been eat away at you.

The bunker had been quiet lately. No one had come to check on you besides Sam, with his failed attempts to get you to leave you room.

It was about 7:30 p.m. when you heard the familiar sound of footsteps nearing the door. In your mind you thought "Sam, I can't leave... I'm sorry so just please leave me be." but to your surprise, instead of the usual plea for you to leave your room; you heard a different voice. The voice of the man who left you shattered. Don't get me wrong, you didn't blame him, you weren't mad at him. You were mad at yourself. But just hearing his soft, yet rough voice hurt you. "(Y/n), please Sweetheart, open the door. Let me see you." he pleaded with you gently.

Your heart rate picked up all too familiarly, and your eyes began to water. "C'mon (y/n), you haven't left your room in days and you won't even answer us. Just let us know you're ok. please..." Dean once again pleaded with you. You listened intently. Hearing him speak this way only caused you more pain. His voice so sad, so desperate for some kind of sign. So you decided to finally speak. "I'm ok Dean. I just need some time ok, I'm sorry." You said, your voice faint and slightly hoarse, from the lack of use.  You heard a heavy sigh from beyond the door, and someone lean against it. " please, let me in. I need to talk to you." he said nervously.

Your thoughts began to swirl again, and your eyes got foggier.  Hearing him sound so stressed and scared made you decide that you needed to let him in. Slowly you got up from bed, and walked towards your door. Hesitantly you place your hand around the cool metal door handle. Taking a breath you open the door.

Dean heard the movement  of the handle and swiftly stood upwards. His eyes hopeful, yet he was still filled with worry. The door opened, and there you stood. So small looking in your pajamas and messy hair. Your eyes were red, and your nose was as well.

He looked down at you and pulled you into his arms. "I'm sorry (y/n), I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He said gripping you tightly.  Soon enough, you wrapped your arms around him too and held him just as tight. You had missed this feeling. "Dean, I'm sorry. I just needed you to know, and I needed to know." your voice cracked against your will and tears began to fall. Pulling away, Dean lifted your head up. Gently wiping your tears, this time you didn't pull away. "(Y/n), promise me you won't shut yourself away from me again. I need you in my life, you're so important to me. I need you to keep me calm, and to make me laugh. I do love you, ok I do. but you're like my family." He said softly. As much as those words still ached you knew you needed to be there for him no matter what you felt. Even if he didn't love you the way you loved him, you knew that a type of love was there, and that was enough for you.

Once again you were pulled into a hug, with mumbled apologies from both sides. One thing that you both never doubted again was that you loved each other no matter what.