“Woah. Hold it. We’re hunters.” A boy about your age said.
“Why should I believe you?” You asked still pointing your gun at him.
“Calm down princess. My names Dean Winchester and this is my dad, John. We’re trying to figure out why this spirit went after these people.” Dean said with his cute but irritating grin.
“Well the names (Y/N) and this is Grant and hate to break it to you hot stuff, but this ain't a ghost. Its a god damn demon.” You said irritated.
“What? Dean stay with her. Grant I need to talk to you.” John ordered and went into another room with your uncle.
After John and Grant went into the other room you sat in the corner of the room and Dean followed. You sat in silence for a couple of minutes but you could tell that Dean was staring at you.
“What?” You asked aggravated.
“I was just thinking. How does a pretty girl like you get into a dangerous job like this?”
“Dean, you seem like a… cool guy and all but we’re on a job.”
“And if we weren't on a job?”
“Try being flirtatious again when we are done. Kay Romeo?” You suggest and Dean chuckles.
Then suddenly you see Grant and John come bursting through the door of the room they were in. Following them was that black eyed dick. You and Dean went to go help them but the demon flung you both against the wall, leaving you helpless. Grant and John both passed out, but the demon wasn't worried about them, it was coming towards you.
“Such a pretty girl.” It said brushing a piece of your (h/c) from your face.
“So what demon are you? Lebara? Kobal?” You said with a scowl.
“Wrong and wrong. I am Mammon, the demon of extreme greed for wealth or material gain.”
“If thats so, then why are you going to kill us?”
“Well, Lucifer wants you dead for some reason and he promised to give me everything I want if I destroy you and the Winchesters, oh and your uncle… i'm just killing for fun.” Mammon said with a smile.
“How about you screw off you black eyed son of a bitch!” Dean said before he started to choke.
“And how bout you wait your turn little Winchester!” Mammon said very rudely before you managed to kick him.
“Oh you shouldn't have done that. Now Grant has to die first.” Mammon said while snapping Grants neck.
“I swear to god, I will find a way to kill you!” You shouted while fighting the tears away.
“Good luck with that. Its going to be quite hard with a broken arm and a stab wound in you stomach.” He said while breaking your arm and conjuring a knife and plunging it into your stomach.Thats when you started to black out and thats when you heard John saying the exorcism. He must of came to. The next time you woke up you were in someones arms, then in a car, then in a what you think was a hotel room.
You finally woke up fully and you were in a unknown bed. You started looking around and saw Dean passed out in a chair acrossed from the bed you were in. You tried to sit up but there is a pain in your stomach and arm that hurts like a bitch and you groan a little. Next thing you know Dean is up and rushing toward you.
“Hey, hey, hey. Relax. Lay back down, or sit or something.” Dean demanded.
“Ugh, what happened?” You painfully asked.
“You dont remember? Um, well, the demon stabbed you and almost broke your arm so I carried you to our car and me and my dad brought you back here. ”
“What about Grant? Is he okay?”
“(y/n)... I… I'm sorry.” He said with sorrow. “Get some rest okay.” You nod and go to sleep. In your sleep you start to remember what happened. That Grant got killed because you stupidly tried to fight the demon. It was your fault. This made you start to freak out and start to cry in your sleep and you woke up to Dean shaking you.
“(y/n)! Calm down! (Y/N)!” He said as you started to sob. “Whats wrong. What happened?”
“Its my fault, Dean. Its my fault Grants dead. If I wasn't so goddamn stupid he would be here. I can't go back home. I can't face them.”
“Its not your fault. It was a demon, something that we never really faced before. Hell we didn't even know it was a demon until it was too late. Now can you please calm down and stop crying. How about we watch a movie or something? Its just us here right now so whatever you want.”
“Okay. Can we watch (y/f/m)?” You asked and Dean nodded and sat next to you on the bed. You spent the rest of the day talking with Dean about just random things, watching movies, and then you fell asleep on the winchesters shoulder.
The next morning you woke to Dean sleeping with his arm around you. You look up at his face, studying his facial features. He had a lot freckles, and a small cut on his left cheek from a hunt, and his facial structure was absolutely amazing. After you had finished with admiring his face you decided to see how bad your stab wound was and to wash off the blood. When you got out of the shower you seen that Dean was still sound asleep so you tried to be quiet but you accidentally kicked the dresser and it made a loud noise.
“Morning princess.” Dean groggily said.
“Oh, morning. Sorry for waking you.”
“Dont worry about it. Are you still wearing your bloody clothes from yesterday?”
“Yeah since these are all I have.”
“Oh yeah. You can borrow one of mine.” He said as he was walking to his bag then to you. When he got to you there was only about two inches in between the two of you. Dean was a decent amount taller than you so you had to tilt you head up a bit to look at his face. When you did you just kept staring into his mesmerizing green eyes and he was staring back into your (e/c) eyes.
“Uh… thanks.” You finally said taking the Metallica shirt from his hands while he was just smiling at you which made you smile a bit.
“So Prince Charming, where is everyone?” You ask.
“What, you don't like being alone with me? And did you call me Prince Charming?” He said with a smirk.
“Thats not what I meant, you know I don't mind being alone around you. And yes, since you call me princess I will give you nicknames too.”
“Fair enough. My dad is off on another hunt and won't be back for like a week and Sam is at Bobbys until Dad gets back. So how bout we have some fun.”
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Hunter Love (Dean Winchester x Reader
Hayran KurguYou were just a hunter hunting with your uncle when you first met him