Dean Winchester || Boyfriend Scenarios

You Meet Again✔

          Two long months had passed since the demon Y/n assisted the Winchesters and their angelic companion on their case. During those months, Dean hadn't been able to eradicate the thoughts- sensual thoughts- of the (h/c) woman that plagued his mind, leaving him in a constant state of desire and vexation.

          Something about her drew him in and given the fact he had only met her once- he couldn't quite fathom it. Truth be told, he was beginning to understand Sam's 'lusting' over Ruby and contemplated just killing her to rid him of his nagging thoughts- he couldn't do that to Castiel though- the angel was quite attached to the demon- a very condescending statement I know. Luckily for him, his need to see her again had been sated.

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          A normal Friday night for the Winchester brothers consisted of lazing around their hotel room and drinking ice cold beer. When Castiel joined their little family and started hanging around, not much really changed, the overall routine stayed the same and the calm atmosphere remained intact, that is until Y/n thought it would be cute to pop in and 'bother' them.

          Jumping off of his bed in shock at the woman's sudden appearance, Dean jumped into action- not yet realizing who exactly it was. Pulling the infamous demon knife from his jacket, he prepared himself from an attack, only to sigh in relief and visibly slump back at the sight of Y/n- the root of his frustration- perched on Castiel's lap. Sam who had never really met Y/n face-to-face choked on his beer at the sight of Castiel wrapping his arms around her middle, pulling her back into his warm chest, "Hey there Mr.Hunter~"

          The veins on Dean's forehead popped out as his blood pressure began to rise. Crossing his muscular arms over his chest - knife still in hand- he grunted in aggravation, "What the hell are you doing here Y/n?"

          "Well, I was strolling through the neighborhood and figured I'd pop in to say hi to Cas and my favorite hunter-" Sam's face held great offense as (e/c) eyes flashed black in deans direction at the word favorite,

          Getting over the initial shock, Sam cleared his throat and wiped the beer from his lips and chin, "wait, you're Y/n?" Raising her perfectly tweezed brows, she gave him an angered glance- causing the hairs on his arms to rise and a chill to run down his spine.

          "And what about it?" Dean noticed the tension rise and attempted to regain your attention- the attention he had been craving- in order to calm your clearly riled form.

          "Ignore him- you want a beer?" Her rigid form relaxed back into Castiel's chest and her cat-like eyes lit up in excitement.

          "Why yes Mr.Hunter, that would be nice-"