Supernatural Sister Imagines

Imagine #127: Okay Kiddies, Listen Up

Imagine: Dean asks his siblings for 24 hours in which he is completely undisturbed by anyone, most of this time then being spent getting caught up on sleep. While he's locked in his room, the reader decides to do some nice things for him to show her affection.

Hey this one was written by Grace and suggested by dilemmastar

Age: 16

Warnings: The reader is fucking cute (yeah I said it you're cute don't you fucking forget it *aggressively uwus*

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     "Okay kiddies, listen up." Dean spoke one day, late into the evening, lounging back on the couch with Sam on one side, and you on the other.

     "I'm not a kid." You grumbled into his side, and all he could do was bark out a short laugh.

     "Of course not, ankle biter—" He ruffles your hair and you grumbled in fake annoyance as he went on— "Anyways, tomorrow is going to be 'Dean's Epic Day of Relaxation and Doing Whatever The Hell He Wants' day." He held out his hands for dramatic flare, but his siblings simply stared a moment before simultaneously voicing their confusion.

     "What?"

     Dean rolled his eyes, explaining. "For the next twenty-four hours, I want no one to come barging into my room saying the worlds ending, or someone's dying, or that they need my help with anything. (Y/N), I'm sure Sammy will be more than willing to help you with anything that you need, and Sammy, I'm sure between the two of your brains, you can solve whatever problem might be thrown your way, okay? Whatever is— just don't throw it my way." Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's dramatics, but agreed to give his older brother the day off to do whatever he wanted with his time. Dean did a lot for other people, always thinking about others' needs before his own, and it was about time he took his own well-being into account.

     "You do what you got to do man, I'm sure we can survive a day without you." Sam said sarcastically before getting up and bidding his farewells, complaining about being sleepy. He kissed you on the forehead, and clapped Dean's shoulder before leaving. You couldn't help but to chuckle at the obvious differences in affection between you and his brother.

     "What are you going to be doing anyways?" You asked as you slung your legs into Dean's lap, and he squeezed your shin.

     "Sleeping. I'm literally going to sleep for twenty four hours striaght. What about you, squirt? Think you can manage without your favorite big brother for a day?" Dean asked, as if you were five once again and still needed him to cut the crusts off your sandwiches.

"Sam's not going anywhere, is he?" You immediately bit back, feigning confusion as Dean swapped his grin out for a frown and gave a sarcastic 'haha', "I can manage on my own just fine."

     To prove your point, you detangled from Dean and sat on the other side of the couch. You would never admit it, but you instantly felt a chill run up your spine from the loss of connection. Dean put on his best pouty face, but couldn't keep the smile at bat.

     "Oh, so you don't need me at all?"

     "Of course I need you, just not tomorrow." Dean looked at the watch on his wrist and smiled.

     "Well, tomorrow doesn't start for another hour, want to watch an episode of 'Grey's Anatomy' before I kick you out for good?" You eagerly moved back into his arms, turning on the dramatic medical drama that neither of you would admit to liking.

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     Dean must have brought you back up to your room as his final act of brotherly love before starting his day of solitude, because when you opened your eyes, your were tucked firmly into your blankets.