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Raven, SPN, Request from @PansexualBunny

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First P.O.V.

16-Year-Old Male

I don't know what to do. Do I tell them? Yes? No? I don't know. I'm confused and a little scared. Will they accept me? Will they still like me? Will they kick me out? Will they hate me? 

Questions of uncertainty race around my head, making me queasy. I stare up at the ceiling, wishing I didn't feel this way. I wish I knew how they'd react, that way I could either avoid telling them or have less anxiety about it. I wish I knew they'd accept me. 

But I don't. 

They never tell me anything. they never express their emotions. How am I supposed to know how they'll react when they never tell me what they feel. If mom were here she'd probably accept me without a question. She was that type of person from what I'm told.

" Y/N! Dinner! " Sam yells. 

I'm going to tell them today. I have to. I can't keep pushing this off anymore. They're going to have to accept this one way or another. They have to love me, right? I'm their brother. Of course, they'll still love me. I can't keep this a secret anymore. I can't do that to Raven. It's not fair to either of us. 

I walk down the hall slowly. Right before entering the kitchen, I pause. I take a deep breath. " You can do this, Y/N. " I whisper under my breath. I can do this. 

" -I think it's a werewolf. " Sam finishes, pointing to the newspaper in his hand. 

" Seriously? " Dean asks, taking a bite of his hot dog. " In the middle of New York? " 

" Yeah. They think it's a tiger or something else that escaped that's killing those civilians, but the claw marks are too big. " Sam explains. 

" Hey, kid. " Dean greets while glancing up at me. He's been on edge lately, getting upset and acting rashly. I know it's because of the Mark of Cain, but sometimes his words really hurt me. I try not to let it affect me but...he's my brother. His opinion and words matter to me no matter how hard I try to ignore it. 

" So we leave in two days then? " Dean asks. 

" Yeah. " Sam nods. " You're off for the week, right Y/N? " Sam asks. 

I nod, taking a bite of my food. " Yeah. Parent/Teacher conferences. " 

" We gotta go to that or something? " Dean asks. 

" I don't know. " I shrug. Technically they're my legal guardians, but they haven't gone to a parent/teacher conference in years. I guess missing one more won't hurt. 

" Good. " Dean chugs down his beer. " What's up with you, Y/N. You're not talking much. I'm used to the constant chatter. " 

" I..." I should just get this over with. The sooner they know, the sooner I can be me. The real me. " I-I have something I want to tell you guys, but I'm scared of how you'll react. " I say honestly, picking at my food. 

Sam stops eating and glances at me. " Didn't get a girl pregnant, did you? Y/N, we can't deal with paying child support for you. " 

I shake my head. " No! No. I didn't get anyone pregnant. " 

" Then what? " Dean asks, a little annoyed. 

You can do this, Y/N. " I'm gay. " I say quickly. I let out a breath. There. I said it. Yes. It feels like a weight has been lifted.