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How did you even manage to cut yourself right here?" Dean said tracing his fingers across the bandaid.
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You couldn't help but to stare at him as he focused on your hands. The necklace that you bought him, and his all black fit made him look ten times more handsome, and it made it hard to look away.
The carnival was in town, and after spending countless days on after school activities, work, and school, both you and Dean decided to take a break and go to the carnival. It was just going to be the both of you, but his parents wanted to tag along, and now the both of you were waiting for them to get ready.
It's been four months since Mrs. Seinfeld project, but the two of you continued to hang out. It started off as late night calls when one of you were bored. Which turned into the both of you hanging out when you guys schedule was empty. Which blossomed into Dean sleeping over your house and picking you up/dropping you off at work.
You and Dean weren't dating, but you had to be deaf, blind, and dumb, not to sense to the tension between the both you.
"I was cutting some onions and I wasnt paying attetion." You said chuckling slightly.
"Note to self, keep a close eye on Y/N when she's cooking." He said making you push him back.
Dean body fell backwards, but before he could hit the bed he grabbed your arm and pulled you down with him. He wrapped hus arms around your waist as he stared up at you, causing you to smile.
The mood was just right. It wasn't awkward, neither did it feel forced. It was just a good vibe that you were enjoying.
"Why is your hand on my waist?" You said grabbing his hand and pulling it farther up your waist.
"Why are you on top of me?" He said putting his hands where they orginally were.
"Last time I checked, I was sitting perfectly fine until you grabbed me and pulled me down with you." You said smiling.
"Word? Because it doesn't seem like you have a problem with it." He said moving closer.
"It doesn't seem like you have a problem with it either." You said moving in as well.
Dean hands glided down your ass to the back of your thighs. He moved your leg over him to where you were now ontop of him, and you couldn't help but to laugh at his smooth attempt to touch your ass.
You began to tease him as you slightly moved around. Dean knew what you were doing and just simply stared at you as he cupped your ass.
"How did we get here?" He asked giving you a light kiss on your lips.
"How did we get where?" You asked doing the same thing.
"You couldn't stand me, and now you're ontop of me kissing me." He said smirking like adolescent teen.
"I thought I wasn't your type. Remeber? I was too much of a tomboy and had a mouth like a sailor." You said smiling also. Dean sat up and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
He tried so hard to stop smiling, but he just couldn't. He would be damned to tell you, but you caused him to have butterflies in his stomach. You made him feel like pre-teen falling in love for the first time. You made him feel things that he haven't felt in a long time.
"I guess things change" He said moving in.
"I guess people change too." You said meeting him halfway.
This time it wasnt some middle school peck, but an actual kiss. The both of you lips moved in sync as your fingers found their way to Dean soft hair. You gave it a slight tug which made Dean moan into the kiss.
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"We're ready!" You heard Dean mom yell from down the hall.
You and Dean both stared at each other, lust fogging your vision as you tried to control your breathing.
Neither of you looked away as Dean got up with your legs still wrapped around his waist. "We need to go." You said sliding down his tall frame, the eye contact never breaking.
"Come on you guys." Dean dad said opening the door.
"We're coming." Dean said finally looking away.
You took that time to grab your jacket and your purse from his desk and to fix your hair even though it wasnt messed up. You could see Dean staring at you through the mirror, and you couldn't help but to blush.
"What?" You asked turning to him.
"Nothing, you just look beautiful." He said before flinging his arm over your shoulder and walking out with you right underneath him.
The ride to the carnival consisted of you blushing, and Dean groaning as his parents cracked jokes about the two of you dating.
You didn't know what you and Dean were since all the two of you did was kiss, but you didnt mind the idea of him being your boyfriend and you being his girlfriend.
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I didnt know what to write so I stopped here😭 I hope you guys liked it, and if you want to me to continue to use Dean then just shoot me some ideas
