Supernatural One Shots 🥾

Admirable (Dean Winchester)

Sum: you've been crushing on Dean Winchester eversince you first met him on a hunt, you doubt you're worthy of his love. But he's decided it's time he showed you you're wrong.

Contains: fluff, jealous reader, bullies, protective Dean, flirting, implied smut, cussing.
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You really hated dealing with jerks, they always made fun of your weight and you always wore baggy clothes cause of it.

It was after you, Sam, and Dean went on a hunt a few states away to hunt some psycho vampires, which was a tough job but became successful in the end. But Dean decided it was a good idea to have a celebration for the success at a nearby bar and now you were regretting going, the skanks were out and the douches were putting you down. Sam didn't notice the jerks because one of the beauties was chatting him up which he didn't mind. Dean on the other hand was going to grab the drinks for you three and was taking forever as he was being chatted up by yet another girl of the night. You were just sitting as you tapped your fingers on the table waiting, listening to men and women nearby as they teased you from afar, they've done so ever since you walked inside with the boys.

"I wonder who brought titanic to the bar" one red headed girl snickered.

"Oh come on she's not just the titanic, she's also the ice berg that brought it down along with it" a man laughs along with the women nearby.

Dean was coming back to your table with beers in hand when he finally starts to notice you looked like you were about to cry. He was confused at first but then received his answer when he noticed the group near the table you and Sam were at appeared to be snickering as well as pointing.

"All that fat and all the stretch marks, like dude that's so disgusting who would ever wanna screw that" another man said, this made Dean's nostrils flare and his jaws tighten with his fists clench in anger. Dean then slams the beers down hard onto the table and walks towards the group placing his arm around one of the ladies, it shut them up as the red head was eyeing Dean up and down. You stared at the scene heartbroken and angry, but Dean had a plan in hand that you nor Sam knew of.

"Hey sweetheart lets say you and I head on out?" He winks at the red head, she smirks thinking she's won the prize.

"Hey that's my girl!" One of the guys yelled at Dean. He smirks at the guy as they have a stare down. Soon enough the guy backs off while giving Dean the death glare, you see then that Dean whispers something in the red head's ear and she walks off. Dean comes back to the table smiling a dark smile as he takes a sip of his beer, you tighten your grip on your bottle nearly shattering the glass.

"What was that about Dean?" Sam asks confused, the girl he was talking to left to who knows where.

"Another bitch for the night?" Your voice laced with annoyance but Dean was too busy planning in his head to have noticed it.

"Yeah but it's gonna be one hell of a night tonight just watch" a cocky grin appeared on his face, his eyes showed it was something you hadn't seen before but you brushed it off as it being something sexual was in store for the lucky bitch.

After a while of awkward silence between you and Dean, Sam was now long gone with the woman he spoke to before back to her place.

Well atleast Sam got lucky..punk ass

"You're beautiful y/n" Dean mumbled, you couldn't hear him over the loud music.

"What!" You try to yell, but suddenly you heard laughter from the same group as before.

"I am so gonna hit that tonight" the red head laughs with her friends, the men long gone now.

"Yeah he's fine as hell girl" they giggle and point at you making cruel comments. Dean hears everything they're saying but tries to play it off like he isn't listening intently.