Supernatural oneshots

Ya Know Who Hunts Monsters? Crazy People!

So this is actually a request on tumblr that I got but I thought, in the spirit of acespnweek I would make it an ace one-shot.

***y/n's POV***

"Damn. You've been with him for almost three years now and you haven't slept with him. He's going to get tired of you." my mom wasn't religious at all and believed that sex was just something that couples did normally. It didn't matter how young you were as long as you were safe in her opinion.

"Mom, I've told you. I don't like sex." I groaned as I picked at my spaghetti.

"That's absurd, y/n. Don't say I didn't tell you. He's going to get tired of waiting around for you to put out and he'll get it from someone else."

"No, he won't. He understands that I'm asexual. Why can't you?"

Mom slammed a plastic plate into the kitchen sink, "I told you not to use that word to describe yourself. That word is for plants, not people. It's all these faggots running around making it look cool and you're feeling left out because you're straight so you made up this unnatural identity. And I won't tolerate it."

"It's not made up, mom!" I fought to reason with her even though I knew it never worked. "There are lots of people just like me, this whole website is full of people who don't like sex." I held up my phone to show her and she snapped it out of my hand.

"Stop it. Either admit that you're normal or you can leave next week when you graduate."

"I guess I'll leave."

She slammed my phone down in front of me. "You know what... maybe your hormones are just out of balance. Yeah, that's it. I'm calling your doctor and setting up an appointment." then she walked into the living room.

I dumped my spaghetti in the trash, rinsed my plate then ran up to my room. I packed a couple outfits and all my money and some toiletries in an old backpack and stashed it under my bed.

A couple hours later my mom announced that she was going to bed and I waited another hour before I tiptoed downstairs and out the front door.

I didn't know where I would go but I knew I couldn't stand to live in that house with her anymore. I'd find somewhere to crash until tomorrow and I'd go from there.

That's when a short girl with bright red hair stopped me. "Where ya off to, little girl?"

Who was she calling little? she looked younger than I was. "My aunt's house." I lied.

"Don't lie to me. I can tell you're lying. You're running away... no one even knows you're gone." her eyes flashed all black and I screamed.

She lunged at me but right before she hit me she stopped with a look of pain on her face. Her body began to flash with a weird yellow light then she fell to the ground.

I looked up to find two very tall men in flannels standing over me. I screamed and began to run.

Te taller one came after me and lightly grabbed my arm. "Hey, we're here to help you." I stuttered out a vague question about what that girl was. "A demon. We will explain everything to you if you come back to our bunker with us. I agreed, wasn't like I had any where else to go.

I climbed into the back of an old black car and the taller man sat next to me while the one who stabbed the demon sat in front with an awkward man in a trench coat.

We finally got to their bunker and they sat me down down at a table. The shorter flannel man handed me a burger and a beer. I muttered a thank you. They all sat around me.

"I'm Sam," the tall one said. "This is my brother, Dean," gestured to the other flannel guy. "We're hunters but we hunt evil things. Like the demon that tried to attack you today."

"And this is Cas," Dean nodded towards the trench coat man. "He's an angel."

Sam asked my name and I told him. "Why were you out so late?"

"My mom... she was bitching and I ran off."

Dean laughed, "trust me, we know plenty about bitchy parents."

Sam rolled his eyes but otherwise ignored the comment, "What did your mom say that was so bad it made you run away?"

I confessed everything. My sexuality, my mom's reaction to it, even her telling me I must be broken.

By the time my story was done, I was sobbing and Sam had wrapped me in his arms. "It's going to be okay," he told me with a smile.

"Am I broken?" I asked quietly. It had honestly been a thought I had long before my mom said anything.

After all, most of the world's inhabitants were overly sexual. Why was I different? was my mom right, was I just trying to be special? maybe it was just a hormonal imbalance.

"No," Cas said sternly. "Your mom was wrong about it all, y/n. You don't need to worry about what anyone else says about you. Some people don't like pie, some people don't like sex."

Dean's eyes widened at what the angel said, "It's okay to not like sex. Not okay to not like pie. That's unnatural." He then turned to me. "Now, let's get you home, kiddo."

"Can't I stay here with you guys?" I begged.

"You graduate soon, don't you?" Sam asked and I nodded. "I'll tell you a few stories and you take until graduation to think about it and then if you still want to live like this... you know where to find us."

He then told me about his parents, his addiction to demon blood, both if their times in hell, Lisa and Ben, and many other of their friends who were killed. Then they took me back home and I slid back safely into my own bed long before y mom woke up and noticed my absence.