Unwanted (Dean x Suicidal Reader)

Chapter 2

Dean's P.O.V

"Come on, y/n. Open up. It's me." I knock on the door once more, hoping it'll open to reveal y/n. It doesn't. I sigh looking down, shoving my hands in my pockets. I grimace in disgust when I pull it out to find a burger wrap. I am so unkempt right now. We had just come back from the shifter hunt, and y/n had been kind of distant since. She looked so... heartbroken. I wonder what the shifter said to her. I hear shuffling, and my head shoots up, looking at the door hopefully. Nothing happens.

"Y/n, you know you can talk to me about anything. If there's something wrong, just tell me." I add, hoping, hoping... Nothing happens. I sigh once more, my heart sinking. Something is wrong. Did I do anything though? Furthermore, is it... is this all about me? I slide down, sitting next to her door, questions swimming around in my head. Then, I hear a sound. A noise. Kind of like... a wail? I sit up, my ears straining to listen. It's... crying. And it's coming from y/n's room. I give in and silently crack the door open, immediately seeing y/n's hunched form. My heart breaks when I hear her soft and muffled sobbing. I almost want to come out of hiding and comfort her, but I know I have to find out first. I squint when I see her crying over an object. As my eyes come into focus, I stiffen as I realize it was a picture of the two of us. It was our 10 year anniversary as girlfriend and boyfriend, and I had taken her to a secluded picnic atop a hill. It was beautiful and peaceful, and we had both enjoyed it so much. I smile sadly as I remember the day.

"Come on, Dean, you sap!" she giggles as she takes in the scene. I chuckle as she twirls around on the spot, basking under the sunlight and taking in the scent of pine. She laughs as I scoff playfully.

"Am not," I say and she laughs. I eventually join in, before we settle down. We both sit down on the red checkered blanket, the cool April breeze blowing softly through her hair. We both stare at the setting sky for a while, and after a moment of silence, I turn to look at the amazing woman I proudly call my girlfriend. The dimming sun lightly illuminating the curves of her face, her y/h/c hair falling in waves over her shoulders. She looks at me and catches me staring, giggling before leaning to rest her head on my shoulder. I reach over and interlaced our fingers together, before resting my head on hers. I close my eyes and savour the moment, until I hear some shuffling. I open my eyes and see y/n grabbing her phone. I look at her in question and she only smiles.

"Its a picture perfect moment!" I chuckle as she holds up the phone and we both pose for the camera. She smiles as she looks at the new photo.

"This is going to be my new home screen," she announces, holding up her phone. We both laugh together, and she sweeps me into a hug.

I sigh at the happy memory, it seeming distant already. I hear footsteps approaching, and I look up to see Sam.

"Hey." I say softly, and he comes to sit beside me. 

"How are you holding up?" he asks, and I smile sadly. 

"I honestly don't know. It's just... it's about y/n," I say, and he looks at me to go on.

"I just... I wish we hadn't brought her on the hunt. I wish we hadn't found her in the first place.  I mean, she was perfectly fine and innocent before all this happened. Now, it's kind of like... something in her is dead. The happy spark we first saw in her is dead. And now the hunt happened. She's slumping around everywhere, and it's kind of like she's sad about something. Plus, I really want to tell her something." I spiel. I stop myself and take a breath in as Sam looks at me questioningly. "I.. I don't want to be her boyfriend anymore." I pause for effect as Sam widens his eyes. He opens his mouth to speak, but I cut him off.

"I... I want to propose to her. I've been keeping the ring under my pillow the whole time. Do you know how fucking hard it's been to sleep like that?" I complain and Sam replaces his wide eyes with a huge smile. 

"Wow. That's great, man. I wish you luck." he says, and I smile sadly at him. Yeah. I'm sure everything will be great. If only I can get her out of her room! 

"Yeah, I guess. I'm just... I'm just nervous that she'll say no. We have seemed kind of... distant lately." I say, inadvertently speaking my mind. Sam gives me a sympathetic look, and we both sit in silence. Until we hear the sound of a door opening. We both look up in unison, and I am overjoyed to see y/n, when I notice the tears glistening in her eyes. I immediately shoot up from my spot while Sam looks on in concern. I cup y/n's face in my hands and peck her on the lips.

"Y/n, babe, what's wrong?" I ask, wiping her tears with my thumbs. She looks away, ripping away from my grip.

"I... I heard what you said."