Dean x Reader Sharing a Bed

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Word Count: 1,724

Reader POV:

Every time you go on a hunt you always get separate rooms, it's just been the way it was. No hard feelings to the boys, they understood, you just needed your personal space. That's what they thought at least, they could never know the real reason. You would never share a room with Dean Winchester. He could have you melt with his eyes. What if he came out of the shower without anything but a towel?! There's no way in hell you could muster the courage to do let alone say anything at all to him after that. So you thought of an easier solution, get a seperate room, and just lie about your reasoning.

So far it worked, until one day there was a hunt in Maine, during the winter. Which is just SWELL, because it's like -1000 degrees in that freaking state.

You arrived in Caribou Maine with the boys. "Is there a motel in this place?" Sam asked. "I don't know man, but I'm so tired, I'm gonna take a shower then crash." you responded. "I CALL SHOWER!" Sam and Dean yelled at the top of their lungs. "Fine, but I'm second." Dean sighed. "Haha this is why I'm glad I have my own room." You lightly laughed. When reaching the motel you found out there was only one room left. "WHAT?!" you yelled, "Please Miss. Calm down." The receptionist said. "Y/n it's ok just bunk with us for the night." Sam said while touching your shoulder. "How many beds does their room have?" You asked the receptionist. "It's a double." "Ugh, fine. Thank you." You said and started trotting down to their room. What you didn't notice was the smirk on Dean's face as he found out you were staying with the boys that night.

As you entered the room it hit you, you would be the last to take your shower. FUN!!!! "You two better not use all the hot water or I swear." Dean just chuckled, "I'll do my best sweetheart." he finished with a wink. You just rolled your eyes in response. Sam hopped in the shower while you and Dean talked for a bit. You were arguing about which team was better, the Rams *A/N: the Rams are from Los Angeles and the Chiefs are from Kansas. Also I'm basing this off of the NFL data from today's date: 11-3-18* or the Chiefs. "Obviously the Rams are better! Right now they are 8 and 0!" "Shut the hell up!" Dean retorted. "Ha! You don't have anything to back your claim up, so you just tell me to shut up! Way to go Mr. 'Chiefs are the best.'" You said. "No-" Dean was cut off my Sam "Shower's open!" Dean sprang up and glared at you "This isn't over" and shut the bathroom door. Sam looked confused, before he could say a word you said "Rams are better than Chiefs, don't @ me on this, got it." Sam laughed, and understood what Dean was "mad" at. You heard the shower start, and gathered your things for your shower, because all you wanted to do was hop in then out then straight into bed. Sam didn't know about your feelings for Dean, no one did and no one would. But what you didn't know was that Sam knew that Dean had feelings for you. Obviously you were completely oblivious. To be honest every tiny thing that Dean did that showed his feelings for you, you brushed it off as something he did with every girl. There's no way that someone as amazing as Dean would like someone like you. I mean with the girls that Dean got with, you couldn't get on their level. Every last one of them were better than you in every way. Hotter, better body, and probably smarter.

You were so busy in your train of thought you didn't hear Dean the first time, or what seemed like the second. By the time you did hear him he practically yelled your name "Y/N! Dude I was calling your name for like 10 minutes. The shower's yours." He was in nothing but a towel. Fuck! This is what you were afraid of. Ok BREATHE! "K, thanks." You responded looking up at him for a second longer then you should've. You didn't know if he noticed, but you were praying he didn't. You grabbed your things, and went into the shower. The shower was still warm, which you were shocked at. You washed your hair and body, and you had waxed your legs a couple days ago. Honestly you didn't wax for anyone but yourself, you just liked the way your legs were without any hair. You turned the water off after about 5 minutes towel dried you hair, and you were about to grab your clothes and then you whisper yelled "SHIT" You forgot your clothes outside. The towel wasn't very long, it cut off mid thigh, and didn't cover much of your breasts. Great, you thought.

But then you came up with a great idea. Since Dean decided to just walk out shirtless and was no doubt going to sleep in nothing but his boxers, why don't you just sleep in a sports bra and some sweats?! I mean you still have to get out to get your sleepwear soo, might as well get it over with you thought. You opened the door slightly, Sam was reading a book, and Dean was on the bed eyes closed, but you could tell he wasn't sleeping. You open the door a bit more, and it makes a creaking sound, the boys snap their heads towards you at the same time, which was a bit funny but it didn't show on your face. "Sorry I left my clothes out here." You said as you tiptoed towards you bag, grabbed your clothes for the night and went back into the bathroom.

*After you left the room*

"Damn" Dean whispered. "Dude!" Sam said. "What?" Dean asked genuinely curious, he didn't realize he said that aloud. "We get it you like y/n but keep it in your pants tonight. Since I'm an amazing brother when she gets out i'll sprawl over the bed so she has no choice but to sleep with you. You're welcome." Sam said. "What!? I don't like her that wa–" "Oh shut up, and just say thank you." Sam cut him off.

*Back in the Bathroom*

You put on your sports bra, underwear, and sweats. You brushed your hair, which wasn't dripping wet but it was still damp. You collected your toiletries and put them in your black and grey toiletry bag. You hung your towel and kind of cleaned the bathroom, as you usually do. You then walk out of the bathroom and notice Sam sleeping, and there was no room on his bed which means your sleeping with Dean. You weren't mad about that though, or even flustered. You were kind of excited. You put your stuff in your duffel. You didn't seem to notice Dean following you with his eyes. He licked his bottom lip and scooted over. You were freezing, your teeth were quietly chattering. As you slide into the covers, you lay down, and face away from Dean. "Good night, De" you say in a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear. "Good night y/n/n". He turns off the lights and gets fully under the covers. He tucks at them lightly, which leaves you slightly uncovered by the warm blanket and attacked by the cold. You decide to retaliate by pulling back, and you tuck part of the cover underneath you so that your weight is on it so he can't pull it back. You hear him grunting, and hear him pulling and you giggle. He then with one final pull manages to untuck you from the cover and wraps himself with it, leaving you fully uncovered and bare from the warmth of the comforter. Again. You decide to scoot closer to him and force him to share the comforter, and you whisper in his ear "since you wouldn't share I had to move closer", and unbeknownst to you he got shivers from your whisper. You then decided now would be the perfect time to press your cold feet against his legs, you were right. He jumps, and falls off the bed which leaves the entire bed and comforter to you, and you only. You wrap yourself in the covers like a burrito and lay down. You hear Dean chuckle. "I win!" You state, laughing. "Sure you did sweetheart, buttt how do you expect to get out if I get on top of you?" He says smugly smirking. "Huh, ... Wait! NO!" You managed to say but before you knew it Dean had semi jumped back on the bed on top of you. He was tickling you wherever he could, because you were covered in the blankets there wasn't much open skin but you didn't have your arms available. Which means he was winning. "Fine— I - I give!" You managed to say between laughs. He unrolls you from your blanket sushi roll. You give him a death glare, for two seconds before you both burst out laughing. "SHHH" Sam says, but underneath the covers he's actually smirking at the fact that his brother and best friend are having a moment. This made you and Dean laugh even more. Eventually you both climbed back into the covers. Dean said "I swear if you pull the covers from me one more time..." "Fine!" You giggled as you slid over to Dean's side of the bed where most of the blanket was. You faced away from him, and after two minutes you felt an arm go around you. You were smiling like a madman. The arm then moved to around you waist and then you felt Dean's body press against your back. You steadied your breath to try to make it seem like you were sleeping but there was no way you could sleep now. "I love you y/n/n" Dean whispered to your ear pressing a kiss to your forehead, trying not to move much. He probably knew that you were awake and meant it as like a sibling love. But I could always ask him tomorrow, right? You then slowly but steadily drifted to sleep Dean's arms wrapped around you. You wanted this to last forever.