One shots

College stress - Dean Winchester

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Caucasian plus sized reader

Warning(s): none

"Hello and welcome to the economic class of 2018. I'm Professor Harrington", the professor spoke as he stood tall with his hands in his pockets and scanned the class room. he cleared his throat and walked over to the chalk board and wrote down his email address. I sighed, feeling both scarred and motivated, this was my first year in college so I didn't know what would come onto me but nevertheless I felt ready.

"Okay let's start with the definition of economy, The word comes from the Greeks, with the original definition Oikis Nomos. Oikos means household and Nomos means distribution or management.", Professor Harrington started while I typed down the definition on my laptop. Everybody did the same, as the professor continued explaining...

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I entered the bunker and walked down the stairs. "Hey babe how was your first day?", Dean asked while standing up from the table and walking over to me. I sighed heavily feeling frustrated. "Oh that bad?", Dean asked concerned and leaned in, giving me a soft kiss and a hug. I sighed and closed my eyes, loving the smell of his cologne mixed with his natural smell. "I took so many notes on my laptop and went through them but I just can't understand it", I whined.

"It's the first day honey don't stress yourself, you will understand everything because you're smart and I believe in you", he reassured me and stole another sweet kiss from my lips. I smiled at his sweet and encouraging words before I pulled away from his embrace and walked into the kitchen, Dean strolling right behind me.

I walked over the table and sat down, taking my laptop out of my bag. Dean went to the fridge and took a bottle of apple juice out it. "Need any help baby?", he sweetly offered. I shook my head, "I don't think you know the definition of economy", I said.

"Oikos Nomos, household and management", Dean responded immediately, not blinking once. I raised my eyebrows impressed, while he gave me a cocky wink. "Well I'm not surprised considering that you come from the time of the old Greeks", I joked. Dean's cocky demeanor immediately vanished as he whined, "Oh no baby no age jokes, makes me feel like a fossil"

I chuckled and smiled, "Okay, but how do you know the definition?", I asked him as he took a seat next to me and handed me the apple juice and gave me a quick peck on my cheek. "Sam taught me", he answered. I nodded my head and concentrated on the notes, reading them out loud and trying to understand them...

I thought that I would eventually understand everything, but weeks had passed and I was struggling with grades. I was forced to stay after classes and get extra lessons from the professors. I felt stupid, I felt useless and I felt like I was the only one failing.

I made some friends but I preferred to be alone due to the fact that they really weren't helping or supporting me with my failing grade but more like judging me. Dean was very supportive and helped me wherever he could, but even with his help I still kept forgetting important details or just blacked out.

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"Y/n, could you please stay after the lesson, there's something I need to talk to you about", Professor Harrington asked me. I nodded my head, feeling my stomach drop and my anxiety building up. The lesson started but the only thing I could think about was what would Professor Harrington want to talk to me about. I wasn't able to concentrate or answer the questions correctly he asked me, making me feel so embarrassed.

Once the class got dismissed, I gathered my books and laptop and put them in my bag. The professor was leaning against the chalkboard as he patiently waited for me to step forward. Once I stood in front of him, Professor Harrington sighted heavily and shook his head, giving me a worried look. "Y/n it's not looking good for you, you're already failing your first semester, but I know that you're a smart girl, it seems that you're troubled or over stressed", he explained.

I looked at the ground, feeling too ashamed to look the professor in the eyes. "But I'm willing to let you redo the first exam but you have to concentrate Y/n, you're a smart girl", he finished before he let me go.

I rushed out of the classroom and ran to my car. My eyes brimmed with tears as Professor Harrington's words replayed in my head. I drove over to the bunker and parked outside the old building. I opened the heavy metal door and rushed down the stairs. The only thing I wanted to do was curl up in my bed and cry.

My thoughts were interrupted when I bumped into Dean's firm chest. I sniffed and took a step back. "Baby what's wrong", he asked concerned once he saw my teary eyes. I couldn't even form words as I let my thick tears fall and bowed my head, sobbing into my hands. Dean immediately engulfed me in his strong and warm arms as he held me while softly swaying back and forth.

"I'm failing my first semester, even the professor said that I'm troubled and need to find a way to pull myself together", I confessed while sniffing and wrapping my arms around Dean's waist. We stood there for a few minutes as Dean didn't speak a word and I finally was able to stop crying.

I sighed and pulled away from the hug and wiped the last tears of my face. "I'm stupid", I whispered while looking at my feet. "That's complete and utter bullshit y/n", his stern voice startled me. "You're not stupid okay? You're struggling and that's okay and you're not the only one. Some people don't start off right, they struggle and doubt them self, but as long as they make an effort they get back on the right road, so please stop degrading yourself and start believing in yourself", Dean spoke while he held by head in his hands his beautiful green eyes stared into mine. My heart swelled in my chest as my loving boyfriend believed in me, even I didn't.

"Now let's go over your lessons and we're not stopping until you understand everything okay" he proposed. I nodded leaned in, pressing me lips against his soft ones. "Thank you for believing in me", I whispered against his lips before I kissed him again and unwrapped my arms from his neck.

"God I love you", Dean confessed staring lovingly at me....It was his first time saying the L word. I stared at him in shock. "D-Do you mean that?", I asked unsure. Dean chuckled, "Of course I know that we've been together for a little while but I'm so sure Y/n I love you", he finished.

My heart skipped a beat as he said the L word again, "I love you too" I answered him while smiling shyly. Dean took my hand in his and we both walked to the table and sat down. We went through all my subjects. Dean asked me the questions and definitions out loud and I answered them. He was so patient with me and soothed me with a kiss every time I felt fed up. Eventually I started understanding everything as he was right. I got back onto the right path and I passed my first semester all with the help of my loving boyfriend.

-Emma