This is a Teen Wolf and Supernatural crossover.
The Winchester sibling, Dean Sam and you, decide to stay in beacon hills for a while.
You gain a friendship with Stiles, maybe even more. While living in beacon hills you have to control a strong powe...
"(Y/N) I told you we would drive you to his house."
You rolled your eyes. "Yes, and I don't feel like you threatening him with a gun in your pants going on about how you're my big brother and no one should hurt me blah blah."
"Well, it's true-"
"I'm sixteen Dean," You interrupted, glancing around the parking lot, seeing everyone rush to their cars to leave for the weekend, "And the most powerful one of all time. I think I can handle myself."
"Yeah, and last time you said that I got shot in the ass." Dean barked, and your voice died in your throat, hearing him sigh, "(Y/N), this is for you and them. If you can't control yourself around them then they won't think twice before attacking you. And then we have to show up and I don't want to shoot teenagers, supernatural creatures or not. You know you can't control it when you get angry."
"Dean, we're going to watch movies and eat junk food. The only thing I'll get mad about is my ships not being official."
"What the hell does that even-"
"He's coming. Bye Dean." You hung up before Dean could finish, putting your phone in your back pocket, smiling back at Stiles who had Scott and Allison following him.
"Was that your brother?" He asked, putting his bag in the jeep and standing next to you.
"Yeah. I talked to his uh..." What did you call Cas? "His boyfriend, and apparently Dean was just upset that he couldn't meet the guy who I'm hanging out with."
"Was that because he wanted to or because I was to be inspected and threatened?"
"Some mysteries are best left unsolved 007." You smirked, smiling at Scott and Allison.
"So, you guys following us or are we all piling in his jeep?"
"Oh, we'll be following."
"Boyfriend?" You looked at Scott weird.
"Yeah, is there something wrong with that?" Allison elbowed Scott, sending a glare in his direction.
Stiles looked confused, Scott never seemed to have anything against gays, he was fine with Danny. "No, it just...You hesitated, seemed like you were lying."
"Well," You glared heavily at him, "I'm not. So can we head Stiles' place now?" Your voice was icy, trying to cover the panic. You remember reading something in the lore about weres being able to hear when someone was lying.
Stiles awkwardly cleared his throat, sending a smile at Scott who had the decency to look sheepish. You and him climbed into his jeep, seeing Scott and Allison walk to his car (or maybe hers you had no idea) talking about something. "Sorry about him, he never seemed to be against that before."
