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04:54.

✪ | Teen!Dean Winchester x Reader.

\❦\ Summary : You're Dean's bestfriend since birth and as you two grew up, you always stuck around each other, so when he started hunting you always went with him, the passenger seat reserved just for you. Spending so much time with him lend you to grow some feelings for him, but you're always uncertain about him reciprocating.Maybe the day that something will change finally came.

!!! Warnings : None, it's my first fanfic ever, there's just a kiss, it's kinda fluff, just indulging fantasy, it's a slight scribble, my first little written post here on Tumblr, and since I'm new, if you read this you could leave a comment or something, maybe even some advices<3, I'm thinking about writing a few more scenarios maybe even start a series about Teen!Dean. Thank you so much love. Have a good reading, indulge! Stay frosty!

S.K.✮⋆˙

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4:54.

Dean liked that time of the morning, sometimes, when the sun shined brighter than the usual, pouring into the motel room from the half closed curtains, falling over the bed and wrapping everything in a warm yellow hue.

He liked getting up early on those days, carefully laying your head, nuzzled into his chest, back on the pillow and slipping out of the creaky wooden bed, as silent as possible in order to not wake you up.

He'd get clean, shower, shave, exercise a bit and scribble down a few notes for the day, make a few calls to Sammy bored at home, whining about how he wants to come hunting with you and him on the next case.

Dean comes to a stop when he catches a glimpse of your asleep face, how you shine under the sun directly falling over you, peaceful and quiet.

You two met back when you were little, he was a boyish kid, sprayed with strong freckles in the summer and a big grin with missing teeth. He shoved you off the swing on a random afternoon at the kids park, and when you started crying he helped you up, gave you one of his random car toy and declared himself to be your bestfriend.

After that day he took really seriously his job, always bringing you silly stuff , then school came in, and you did everything together, homework, group projects, playing out, everything really, where Dean was, y/n was too.

You discovered his parents shady work soon enough, on a winter evening, when John came back home covered in blood.

You learnt the way, holding onto Dean hands, taking steps together, as much to John's disdain, you learnt the hunter way, and Dean always defended you whenever John came up with stupid shit against you.

He never left you behind, always bringing you to hunt with him, always having your back, and you in the meanwhile...fell.

"Y/n..."He called out your name and you stirred up with a slight groan, dragged out of your sleep, eyes slowly blinking open as you searched for Dean.

Who can you blame? Dean is so easy to love, and you have him around you all of the time.

"When did you left the bed?" you mumbled, eyebrows furrowing, sitting up and giving yourself a moment to get aware of your surroundings, but immediately leaning onto his hand as he combed his fingers through your messy hair, chuckling just slightly.

Maybe you're misunderstanding these affectionate gestures, maybe he's just being platonic, just your bestfriend since birth, maybe he doesn't like you back.

"Didn't wanted to wake up, it was too early."

Yet he always manages to makes you feel that familiar warmth in your guts when you stare at his face, and feel his touch, the bright sun making you recognize a few golden flicks of color in his apple green iris, and you can't stop your feelings.

You want to be the only one to have enough time and light to be able to notice those details, you want to he Dean's one and only.

Dean notices the silence and raises an eyebrow, frowning confused, he knows you well enough, and yet, you ask yourself why he doesn't catch on your feelings.

"M'fine." You crack him a smile, and after leaving the motel the drive is weirdly uncomfortable, air thick with misunderstood tension.

"What are you doing?" you raised your head from your hands, heart spiking up, yet frowning when he suddenly pulled over in a long abandoned way at the start of a forest, in the middle of nowhere.Dean killed the engine and gave you his best serious face, turning to you.

"What's going on with you? You're acting so out of yourself and I---don't understand what's wrong? Is it me? Did I do something wrong or what?---"

He expressed himself with hasty and frustrated hands gestures, stuttering even, it was unusual of him, it made you hold your breath as you listened to him babbling.

"I'm---"

"Don't bullshit me, m'not stupid, what now, you don't trust me anymore?"

The situation got you blocked worse than ever, it was now or never, because he's not going to believe to any excuse you make up, and if you confess it could either end good or ruin your friendship forever.

Dean's eyes drilled into yours and he gripped the steering wheel of the precious Impala he got from John a few weeks ago after turning legal, he pursed his lips, eyebrows furrowing together, and he almost seemed to start to get angry because you opened and closed your mouth like a fish, not uttering a word.

He dropped his shoulders disappointed after a few seconds of silence, staring at his shoes as he turned Baby back on, and before you realized it, you had one hand fisting his hair and the other one holding his nape.

Your lips met.

You couldn't stand how he pried his eyes off you, maybe you wanted that attention of his forever, for yourself only, maybe you wanted to be selfish.

Dean tensed up but didn't hesitated, hands flying from his keys straight to your waist, holding you almost possessively as he tilted his head, knocking your nose softly together as he deepened the kiss.

When you two pulled apart a few seconds passed just by watching each other in silence with wide eyes.

"I love you too I guess?..." Dean muttered and you couldn't help but giggle a bit, nodding.

"I love you Dean." You giggled more as he pulled you in another kiss.

Maybe today was a good day, maybe something's horrible it's waiting for you two later, but right now it doesn't matter.

Dean Winchester loves you back, with no maybe.

___thanks for reading!✮⋆˙

S.K.

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