supernatural preferences

one of the boys has you but they love you

Dean loves you when you're dating Sam:

You leapt onto the crappy motel bed and sighed in content. Sam chuckled at you and sat his stuff on the floor.
Dean walked through the door and tossed his stuff on the other bed.
Dean smiled at the sight of your face squished against the mattress. His view was quickly obstructed by his younger brother sitting down next to you.
Sam ran his fingers through your hair, and you hummed.

Dean looked away and sighed. It hurt him to see you with his little brother, but he loved you both too much. Dean had fallen in love with you a while ago, and Sam had gotten you first. Sam had no idea about how Dean felt, and he was glad it stayed that way.

You sat up slowly and rubbed your eyes.
"Well boys, I'm gonna shower and then go to sleep." You said grabbing your things before heading to the bathroom.

You turned on the water making sure it was the right temperature before stepping in. Immediately you felt your shoulders relax as you washed off the day. Even though the day had only been hours in the car. You stepped out and dried off, slipping on your pajamas you open the door stepping out into the cold motel room.

You look around not seeing Sam anywhere. "Sam just went to get some food." Dean's voice resounded through the small space. You turned to look at him with a smile. "Oh, ok. Now Dean! What do you say we turn on Dr. Sexy before Sam comes back and tries to change the channel!"You exclaimed with mischief expressed on your features.

"Hell yeah! I knew there was a reason you're my best friend!" He said and reached for the remote. He quickly flicked through the channels until he found it.
When he found it, you and he sat on your respective beds watching intently and joking around every now and again. It had started to get colder seeing as how your hair was still damp from the shower. You began to shiver slightly, and Dean saw.
He softly smiled at your shivering figure before getting up and helping you under the covers. Letting you settle in before moving to sit down again. You smiled gratefully at the older Winchester.

"Dean... thank you..." you said quietly. He looked over at you in slight confusion. "For what (y/n)?" He asked. " For being the best friend, I have ever had, and for taking care of me for most of my life. Even though I'm perfectly capable of doing so myself." You spoke to him in a lighter tone.
Dean chuckled and blushed softly.
"Well, I'm never not gonna take care of ya, so you'll just have to live with that." He joked.

You then fell asleep to the sound of TV and the comforting presence of your best friend.
Hearing you call him your best friend hurt so much more than it should have. Just looking at you now wrapped in Sam's flannel and the crappy sheets covering you. You looked beautiful, but he couldn't help but wish it was his shirt you were wearing.

Soon enough the door opened and in walked Sam. He sat the food on the small table they had and walked over to your side. He saw you were fast asleep and kissed your head.
Sam reluctantly woke you to let you know the food was back. You smiled lazily at him and nodded. As he was about to walk away, you grabbed his hand and pulled him close enough to give his hand a kiss. He smiled down at you. "I love you sleepyhead. Now c'mon the food is getting cold, or Dean could've eaten it by now."You chuckle groggily."Hey, I can hear you!". Dean exclaimed with a mouth full of his burger. You cringed at the sight but laughed, nonetheless.

"Don't worry Dean I would never say something like that. It was Sam who did it!"You laughed. Sam looked down at you with a look of betrayal. "Sorry Sammy." You said with a giggle before getting up to get your food.

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It had been about an hour since you had eaten and you had fallen asleep at the table. Your head resting on your crossed arms. Dean looked up from his laptop to see you sleeping and held in a chuckle. He turned to his brother and nudged him to get his attention. Sam turned to look at his brother, and he pointed to you. Sam smiled brightly and let out a soft airy chuckle.

"Out for the count huh?" Dean joked.
"As usual." Sam jokes back.

He gets up from his chair and carefully begins to move you. You mumbled something in your sleep which made Sammy smile, Dean did as well but he hid it. Things like that made him wish he was the one holding you and carrying you to bed asleep in his arms. Mumbling incoherent sleepy words while nuzzling further into his chest.

His heart begins to break as he sees you being set down on the bed waking up slightly. Pulling on Sam's hand asking him to stay.

Sam turned to look at his brother as if saying he's gonna stay with you. Dean nods his head and let's his brother get some sleep. As soon as he sees that you and Sam are asleep, he buries his head in his hands and takes a few deep breaths. He decides it may be best for him to get some sleep too so he gets changed into comfortable clothes. Turning off the light before getting under the covers.

The way he was lying was facing you and Sam, not intentionally but when he did he just sort of admired you. Your hair messy, a little bit of drool fell to the pillow and he chuckled. Sam, had you close to him, his arm around your waist and his head buried in your neck.

Turning away in disappointment he let a tear slip. Then whispered into the empty room. "I love you (y/n)."

Knowing you would never know