Supernatural x Male!Reader Season 4!

Supernatural x Male!Reader Part 25!

This one's gonna be a one parter cuz I really just wanna get things moving along

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Episode: Season 4 Episode 14

Part: 1

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

(L/n) = Last Name

(D/n) = Demon Name

(N/n) = Nickname

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is supernatural, everything happens in this show/fandom.

Enjoy~

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~In a club somewhere~

(M/n) was dancing at a bar, drinking some beers and taking shots. He had left when the boys went to sleep, needing some space.

Dean's constant watching made the demon feel suffocated. He knew he'd hear hell for it, but he didn't care. Technically he wasn't out seeing Lilith.

He felt many eyes on him and he downed the drinks and swayed to the music. One good thing about being a demon is that he could drink as much alcohol he wanted and not even feel a buzz. Which helped in some drinking competitions the big burly men wanted to do with him just to impress the girls. 

He found  it humorous the face of humiliation on their face when they lost to a kid like him. The girls would sometimes swarm him, but he had no interest in them. Gaining the men's attention in the bar or club was always a bonus. He knew Sam and Dean never really approved of it, but he didn't care. He never got to actually be a teen when he was alive.

"You should take it easy, son." The bartender said.

"Keep them coming." The boy said, slamming down more money.

Soon that ear piercing ringing and crushing in his head appeared. This time it was so powerful he crumpled to the floor.

Flashes of the cage flashed before his eyes. A figure with red glowing eyes standing in it. 

Soon it all stopped and he looked around to see if anyone had noticed what happened, to his relief no one did. He got up and rushed out the place.

~Motel~

A truck horn sounded and Dean woke up. He turned to see Sam was not in his bed.

"Yeah, that's what I'm telling you. No storms, no bad crops, nothing." 

Dean leaned up on an elbow and watched Sam talk on the phone in the bathroom.

"Yeah, okay. We'll keep looking. You keep looking too, ok? All right, talk soon."

Sam hung up and walked in, Dean was laying back down acting to be asleep.

"Hey. Up and at 'em, kiddo."

Dean rubbed his eyes. "You're up early. What are you doing?"

"Nothing. I was in the can."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. You want me to draw you a picture?"

"Nah, I'll pass." Dean looked around the room. "Where's (M/n)?"

"Don't know. Woke up and he was gone. Hey, I found a job. Bedford, Iowa. Guy beat his wife's brains out with a meat tenderizer."

"Yikes."