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Djinn (Part 2) {Mark x Reader}

(Y/n) P.O.V.

I wake up in a bed. I'm confused. I don't recognize this bed. I get up, and look around. What's going on? I walk out of the room. "Sam? Dean?" I call out. A baritone voice breaks the silence. "Babe, why are you calling for your brothers?" I turn to see Mark. Shirtless. Trying not to stare, which I fail at, I give him a confused look. Did he just call me babe? "The hell? Why was I in your bed? Why did you just call me babe? Where are my brothers? Is Ethan okay?" I ramble. "Um, are you okay? You were in our bed because you sleep there. This isn't the first time I've called you babe. Your brothers are in Kansas with their families. And yeah, Ethan's fine. Are you feeling alright?" I just look at him. "How long have we been together?" I ask. Mark wakes over to me, and places a hand on my forehead. "The hell? Are you feeling sick. We've been together for 3 years." I just stare at him.

"You know what, you're right I do feel a bit off. I'm just gonna go back to bed." I say. He give me a small smile. "Okay. Come one." He lifts me bridal style, carrying me to the bed. I blush a little, which makes him laugh. He lays me in the bed, kissing my forehead. "Get some sleep, I will be downstairs if you need me, Okay?" I nods the He leaves. Once he is gone I snatch the phone of the bedside table. I assume it's mine because the only contacts are Mark, Sam, Dean, and.... Dad? Tears spring to my eyes. John tried hard to be a father, taking me in when my mom died during birth. It was rough, but I loved him. I'm tempted to call him, but I call Dean first. "Hello?" He picks up.

"Dean? What the hell is happening?" I ask. "What do you mean? Did Mark do something. I told you I didn't like him." I roll my eyes despite his ignorance of the situation. Protective big brother. "No, it's not Mark. This isn't right. What the hell happened with the Djinn?" I ask. "Djinn? (Y/n), are you high?" I decide he knows nothing. "Never mind. I'm not feeling well, bye." I quickly hang up then call Sam. "Hey (Y/n)." "Sam, do you know what's going on?" I ask. "Um, no. What? Did Mark do something?" It's not as venomous as when Dean said it, but it was there. "What, no! Why do you guys always assume that- nevermind. Did the Djinn get wasted?" I ask. He is silent. "(Y/n) drink some water, take an Advil, get some sleep, and call me when you wake up." "Okay, fine." I grumble then hang up. I try to remember what happened, but everything is so.....fuzzy.

Mark knocks on the door. "(Y/n), honey, your dad is here. He wants to see you. You up for it?" I open the door. "Yeah." I walk downstairs kind of eagerly. "Dad." I say once I'm in front of him, tears in my eyes. I hug him tightly. I'm almost shocked by how lovingly he reciprocates. "(Y/n) Winchester, why did Dean just call me to check that you weren't high?" He asks. Mark comes up behind me. "She isn't feeling well, sir. She must have called Dean." He responds. "I'm feeling much better after that nap." I say. Mark give me a disbelieving look. "It's been like, 5 minutes." "5 minutes can go a long way." I retort stubbornly. Dad smiles. "If you're sure. I'm going to head home. Get some rest." He says. I give him another tight hug before letting him leave, watching him enter the house across the street.

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After convincing Mark I was fine we went out to dinner. I'm still a bit confused, but everything feels so right. I'm happy. Memories of what was become hazier by the minute, but I don't care. Mark takes my hand. "(Y/n), we have been together for 3 years. 3 beautiful years. These 3 years have been the best of my life. You make me the happiest man on Earth. You're amazing, beautiful, smart, kind, everything I want to be with for my entire life. Will you marry me?" By this point Mark is on one knee, I'm crying, and the people at the restaurant are awaiting my answer. "Yes!" I shout. Clapping can be heard as I kiss Mark. He slips the ring on my finger. It's gorgeous. "I love you." He says. "I love you too." I kiss him once more. "I'm going to go call my brothers." I say. He smiles. "Okay, I'll be here." I head outside the restaurant, calling up my family. After ending calls with Sam and Dad, I call Dean.

"Dean, guess what just happened?" I say excitedly. "Jesus, (Y/n), what's going through your head?" He asks at my hyped tone. Through my head, all in my head. I shake my head. "Mark proposed!" I shout. "Seriously? That's amazing. You said yes I assume?" "Of course I did!" I say. "I'm really happy for you, your mind must be whirling." Mind, all in your mind, all in your head. Something snaps back into place. I was attacked by the Djinn. "Yeah..... I got to go." I say, suddenly less excited. "Oh sure, just use protection. We don't need and more Fischbach's at the moment." "Haha, right." I hang up. I rush to the car, driving to the abandoned factory.

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Nothing is around, it's completely empty. "Wake up! Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!" I shout. "(Y/n)?" I turn to see Mark. "You're not real." I state. "I am to you." He replies. "We all are." Dad steps out, followed by Sam and Dean. "Imagine this happy world, it's yours." "It's imaginary. I'm dying." I say venomously. "But you will live years here. Me alive, your brothers safe from hunting." Dad says. "The man of your dreams." Mark adds. "No. I want to wake up. I want it to be real. Stay away!"

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I wake up on the floor of the factory, Sam holding on to me. "(Y/n)? Are you okay?" I sit up, and nod. "I think so. Is Ethan?" Sam looks fidgety. "We killed the Djinn, he is out of the dream state. He is alive right now, but we have to get him to a hospital." "Then let's go." I try to stand, but I wobble. "You will need to see a doctor too. I nod as Sam lifts me. We cross the room to where Dean has Ethan. Ethan leans on Dean for support, eyes flitting as he tries to stay awake. We get into the Impala and make it to a hospital.

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After some rest I'm completely fine, and Ethan will be too. Teamiplier showed up to see Ethan, as well as cops. The boys took care of them, and everything was a-Okay. "Thank you." I hear Mark say, I turn to see him standing next to me. "It's my job." I shrug my shoulders. "Besides, I couldn't let him die." I say. "You got hurt though, didn't you?" He asks, concern lacing his voice. "I'll be fine. Happens all the time to be honest." He looks upset at this revelation, but doesn't press. "You know, Mark-" I'm cut off as he kisses me. I kiss him back immediately. It's soft and sweet, (And I knew it complete) filled with happiness and passion. We break apart. "I think I might be obsessed too." He jokes. I give him a sad smile. "I wish I could stay." He looks sad, but nods. "I understand. Maybe we will see each other again." And live out my dream state. "I would like that Mark." We hear someone clear their throat. Dean glares daggers at Mark. "Did you just kiss me sister." Mark, being way shorter then Dean cowers a little, but nods.

"I thought so. Let's move (Y/n)." He walks off. I kiss Mark once more. "As soon as I can, I'm coming back to LA." I tell him. He smiles. "That sounds nice." I hand him a piece of paper with my number on it. "Text me." I kiss his cheek then follow my brothers to the car.