Supernatural Male Reader One-Shots and Short Stories

The Angel Mistake - TFW and Crowley

Y/N ran across the bridge, trying to catch up with the Winchesters. He had been part of "Team Free Will" as they called it, since 2005.
He jumped off the small step at the end of the bridge, trying to make a perfect landing. The gravel didn't allow it. He fell onto his chest, using his hands to catch himself before his face hit.

He grumbled to himself as he shook his head. He pushed himself back up and rubbed his hands together to get the dust off. He continued to jog when he heard an angel appear behind him. The angel grabbed him and stopped him from running. It was an angel he didn't know.

"Who the hell are you?" The angel zapped him to a small room with a window on the far side. Y/N spun around and glared at the angel. He went to work mixing something in a bowl at the table. Y/N grabbed the angel and pulled him close, holding an angel blade to his throat.

"I said, who the hell are you?" The fear in the angel's eyes was evident. He started to stutter as Y/N pushed the knife closer.

"I'm one of Castiel's followers. He sent me to protect you." Y/N let go of him and let him continue his work. Once he was finished he picked up the bowl and carried it to the window. The symbol he drew looked something like a bow and arrow inside a circle. The angel came back over and took Y/N's arm. He was pulled over to the window. The angel grinned and tightened his hold on Y/N's coat.

"You shouldn't have trusted me." Y/N furrowed his brow as he was pushed through the window. He hit the ground and slid. He stayed in his position and coughed as he tried to move. He pushed himself up and shook his head, clearing the glass out of his hair.

"Damn angels. Can't trust a damn one," he mumbled. He heard a chuckle from a guy sitting by the wall next to him.

"That's how I ended up here. Trusted God and this is where it got me." Y/N flicked his eyebrows and shrugged.

"He's been MIA for a while now bud. Good luck though." The old man nodded back and waved his hand as Y/N walked past. The hunter shuffled past him awkwardly and shoved his hands into his pockets. The hallway he walked into was clean and fancy. Marble made up the floor and the decorative pillars. Granite made up the ceiling. He looked both ways before deciding to go left.

After walking for three minutes, he came to a doorway that said 'Sam and Dean'. He opened the door slowly and saw Sam and Dean standing together. He gasped and rushed over to them.

"Sam. Dean. Thank God you're here. This angel shoved me through a window with some of his mojo and now I don't know where we are." Sam and Dean looked at each other and frowned.

"What did the symbol look like?" Y/N looked around for a piece of paper and grabbed a pencil. He sketched out the symbol and raised the paper to show them. Sam and Dean nodded and looked at each other.

"Yeah, that's the symbol we used for The French Mistake back in season 6," Dean said more to Sam than Y/N. Y/N tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows together.

"What?" Sam nodded and put his hand on Y/N's shoulder.

"Yeah Trent, I don't remember if you were in that episode. It was back in 2011 when your girlfriend had just broke up with you." Y/N dropped his head in his hands and shook it.

"No. My name's not Trent, and I don't like girls. I like guys. Who the hell are you?" He looked up at the two giants in front of him.

Sam frowned. "Uh, Jared and Jensen?" Y/N dropped his mouth open. Sam and Dean had told him about Balthazar sending them to an alternate universe where they were actors named Jared Padaleski and Jensen Cockles... or something like that.

"Shit, shit, shit. Alternate universe. Holy Hell, I'm fucked." Sam and Dean, or Jared and Jensen in this universe raised their eyebrows.

"Yeah, okay Trent. Uh, we're gonna go to our panel, I think your's starts in like fifteen minutes. You might wanna get this sorted out." Jared and Jensen walked away, leaving a thoroughly confused Y/N. He paced around the room before grabbing the piece of paper he had drew on. He shoved it into his pocket and walked out of the room.