Supernatural Male Reader One-Shots and Short Stories

Goin' Straight (To Hell) - Lucifer

Y/N walked into the kitchen, still half-asleep. He rubbed his eyes and grabbed a mug from the cabinet to pour himself a cup of coffee. He grabbed the pot and tilted it to pour the liquid out, only to realize no one had made any yet. Grumbling, he pushed it back into its place and put the mug back. Sam looked up from his computer at the older man. He chuckled as he shook his head.

"You aren't going to make some?" Y/N sat down at the table and mumbled something while shaking his head. He crossed his arms as Sam went back to his computer. Dean walked into the kitchen wearing pajama pants and a robe. He looked over at Y/N and chuckled as he snored lightly. Sam looked up with his eyebrows cocked.

"Is he asleep again?" Dean walked over to Y/N and tapped his head lightly. Dean looked up and nodded to Sam.

"Why'd he come out here if he was just gonna fall back asleep?" Sam shrugged to his older brother. Dean walked over to the coffee maker and pulled the empty coffee pot out, then pushed it back in. He opened the cabinet and grabbed the materials he would need to make coffee, then started the machine. He walked back over to Y/N and tapped his head harder than he did the first time.

"Wakey wakey, sleepy head." Y/N jerked his head up and almost hit Dean in the face. Sam chuckled as he watched. Dean backed up and held his arms up.

"What, Dean?" Y/N asked, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Dean chuckled then sat in the chair next to him.

"Why don't you go lay back down and get some more sleep? You've been too concerned with this case to get enough sleep. Me and Sammy got this." Dean looked over at Sam as if to get confirmation.

"Yeah, N/N, you need some sleep." Y/N stood up from his seat and almost fell as he steadied himself with the back of the chair. Both Sam and Dean made a move to help him, but he held up his hand.

"I'm fine guys. I just need a couple cups of coffee, maybe a few beers, and I'll be good." Dean scoffed as he stood up. He grabbed Y/N's shoulders and started to lead him to his room. Dean pushed open the door and led Y/N to his bed. Y/N fell onto it and was asleep before he could make it to his pillow. Dean laughed then walked out of the room, back to his kid brother.

"How long did he make it?" Dean rolled his eyes as he grabbed a mug for his coffee.

"He was falling asleep while walking." They both started to laugh, but stopped when they realized they might wake him up.

"How is it that he's older than us both, and he's still dumber?" Dean shrugged as he walked back over to the table, sipping his warm cup of 'wake up'. They heard a noise coming from the hallway behind them and both turned around to see Y/N walking back down the hallway, supported by the wall. They both groaned as he sat back down at the table.

"Y/N, you need sleep dude." Y/N looked up at him with his eyes closed and yawned. He then slowly opened his eyes and 'glared' at Dean.

"I'll sleep when I'm dead." He then closed his eyes and rested his head on his hands. Dean ran a hand through his hair and shook his head.

"Why is he so stubborn?" Sam laughed and shook his head.

"He got it from Bobby I guess." Dean flicked his eyebrows and sighed. They heard a loud thump, then a whine. They looked over at Y/N and saw him sitting with his forehead on the table. Lucifer was sitting next to him with a smirk on his face. Sam and Dean jumped up to shoot Lucifer, but he waved his hands and sat them back down.

"Calm down, I'm only here to talk to Y/N. Once he wakes up, that is." Y/N raised his head and pulled his hands up to under his chin. He looked over to Lucifer and pouted.

"Why'd you do that for? That hurt," he whined. Lucifer chuckled and waited for the boy to raise his head. He slowly pulled his head up and rested it on his hands, letting his eyes drift shut. Lucifer snapped and a cup of water was sitting in front of Y/N.