Supernatural Male Reader One-Shots and Short Stories

Bit Of Learning - Jack

**It's really taken me almost a year to write this part, @Reader4919 I'm so sorry. I really hope you like this, and if you don't I give you permission to smack me.**

Y/N looked around as he ran, hoping the demons chasing him were gone. They had been trying to kill him ever since he was known as being the archangel Michael's son. He found an old Men of Letters bunker and closed his eyes as he flew in. He looked around the dark room he was in and held out his hand, using his palm to illuminate his surroundings. He contemplated turning the lights on, to get a better view, but thought of the power surge it would cause, surely alerting the demons to his position.

He walked around, looking at all of the books and artifacts that lined the walls. He reached for a book about nephilims and gently pulled it off the shelf. He began to open it as he heard a car engine rev as it got closer. He froze as he gripped the book tightly. When he heard a door opening, he dropped the book and made himself invisible. Three men came in, one with light brown hair that was cut short, one with dark brown hair that was almost to his shoulders, and one in a trenchcoat with raggedy black hair.

Y/N squinted at the three. He saw wings behind the one in the trenchcoat, that meant he was an angel, like him. He didn't know if he should trust them yet. He walked out of the room quickly, trying to find a room he could stay in. He found a room that looked empty and flew in, glancing around for any threats. As he sat on the bed, he felt himself ease up. The bunker he was in would protect him as he grew strong and got older, but for now he would need to rest.

Time Skip

Y/N stood on top of the hill above the bunker door. He was invisible as he watched the black car with the Winchesters drive away. He flew back into the war room and sat down, expecting to be alone. He snapped and a Harry Potter book was in his hands. He opened it up to the page he had last been on and began reading. He had the ability to fly through any book he picked up, but he chose to read slow, it helped pass the time. He smiled as he read a funny part.

"Hello!" Y/N jumped as he dropped the book and fell out of the chair. He climbed back to his feet and held his hands in front of him with an angel blade in his hand.

"Who the hell are you?" Y/N squinted at the being who had wings like him. He didn't look harmful, but looks could be deceiving.

"My name is Jack. I live here with the Winchesters. I've never seen you here before." Y/N nodded and put his blade away. He bent down and picked up the book, setting it on the table.

"None of them have. I've kept myself hidden. You have wings too, are you an angel?" Jack shook his head with a smile.

"I'm a nephilim. That means I'm half angel, half human." Y/N nodded and walked over, spreading out his wings for Jack to see.

"That's what I am. My father is the archangel Michael. My mother was a human woman from Arkansas. My name is Y/N." He held out his hand to shake. Jack took it and shook it. Y/N let a small smile on his face.

"How long have you been here without them knowing? Why don't you want them to know you're here?" Y/N walked back over to his seat and sat down. Jack followed and sat in the seat across from him.

"I've been here for three years now. I don't know if they'd accept me here, seeing as my father tried to kill them." Jack nodded as he sat forward.

"My father is Lucifer, but they still accepted me. Hey, maybe when they get back, I could introduce you to them!" Y/N bit his tongue and frowned. He looked up at the bunker door.

"Maybe. Let me think about it." Jack nodded.

"So what do you do around here while they're here? I mean, you couldn't have just walked out here freely." Y/N shrugged.