You were down at the bar drinking whiskey when yet another female flirted with Dean. You wanted to kind of wanted to maybe punch her.. But you weren't going to let anyone know you were the jealous type. Downing another shot of whiskey you ask for another. Sam comes over eventually and joins you.
"Heya Sam." You say downing the next shot.
"How many have you had?" Sam asks.
"I lost count after 6." You laugh. Sam's face changes. "I'm kidding you. I've only had three shots. I'm going on my fourth though." The bartender brings over another and you thank him. He nods and Sam gets something to drink. You happen to glance over and see the chick laughing a little too over loud. Annoyed you down the shot and face Sam.
"What's wrong?" Sam asks seeing your face change.
"Nothing, want to dance?" You ask.
"I'm not much of a dancer." Sam laughs.
"Hey you could dance at homecoming that year." You smirk.
"I was 14." Sam laughs.
"Your point? Please Sam." You say nudging him.
"You're drunk." Sam laughs.
"Mm..nope." You giggle slightly and down another shot. Sam rolls his eyes and by the 9th one you were a little messed up. "Sammy, please."
"Fine, no laughing at me if I mess this up."
"I'm the one drunk Sam." You laugh. You touch his nose and smirk a little giggling. Normally you don't get drunk because you don't like it. Sam is your best friend in this entire world. He knows you've had a crush on his brother for the longest time. You couldn't help yourself. Your father hated the Winchester's but he was a hunter so you knew all about things and your father always left you at Bobby's. That's when you met Sam and Dean. Shaking those thoughts away, you pull Sam out to the floor where everyone else was dancing. You wrap your arms around his waist and Sam laughs. Flashing back to the dance you both snuck into at a high school. What you didn't realize is that Dean had stopped paying attention to the blonde and was watching you and Sam.
"Okay, let's get back to the motel. I know you're getting tired." Sam speaks soft.
"Oh no I'm great." You laugh. "Thanks for the dance Sammy."
"No problem." Sam laughs. You almost trip and Sam grabs you. "Okay time to go." He throws down cash and takes you back to the motel.
"Sam.. Can I ask you something?" You frown.
"Of course." Sam laughs.
"Am i not pretty enough?" You ask. Sam looks taken back by your question.
"(Y/n). What the hell, you know you're unbelievably beautiful!" Sam says soft.
"Then how come Dean never looks at me like he looks at all the beautiful girls at the bar?" You whisper quieter.
"(Y/n), come on. Get some rest." Sam says softly putting you in the bed. You go to protest but he makes you lay down.
"Sammy, I'm going to do it." You mumble soft. Sam barely heard you but he heard enough. He knew you would never do it. You were too shy for that. No matter how long you knew the Winchester's.
The next morning you wake up and find Dean sound asleep in the other bed. Sam was gone, he must've went for his morning run. You chuckle a little and go shower. After your shower you look over at Dean again. You were going to do it.. You needed to before you just gave up. Sam is back before long. You smile at him and grab the pillow you whack Dean with it and laugh.
"What the hell." Dean groans.
"Someone party too hard last night?" You smirk.
"I should ask you the same." Dean says rubbing his eyes.
"No, that wasn't even as hard as I could go." You shrug.
"Humph. Okay." Dean laughs getting up. He goes and showers and you look at Sam. He leaves for the diner and Dean comes out of the bathroom. You look down quickly and bite your lip. "Where's Sam?"
"We are suppose to meet him at the diner." You respond standing.
"Oh okay." Dean nods. You open the door and stop Dean bumps into you. "Why'd you stop?"
"Oh sorry." You continue to walk to the diner. You should've kissed him then you idiot. Mentally kicking yourself you make your way to the diner. You find Sam and slide in next to him. Dean sits across from you guys. The waitress comes over and starts flirting with Dean. You become irritated and Sam noticed. He laughs a little and you glare at him. Food is brought and the waitress finally pisses you off. When you go to leave Dean is standing you walk up to him. Grabbing a fistful of his shirt you yank him down and stand on your tiptoes to kiss him hard. After you pull back you leave Dean standing there speechless. You walk after Sam and head back to the motel room. Dean eventually catches up and grabs your hand. You yelp as he pulls you to him. His hand touching your face softly.
You look up into his green eyes. He leans down and kisses you back. You are shocked but you hold onto him. This moment couldn't get any better.
"You really know how to make a man speechless." Dean says soft his face still inches from yours.
"Well I think you've just left me speechless Dean." You giggle slightly.
"God, you're beautiful you know that sweetheart." Dean says soft.
"Me beautiful?" you snort."what about all the girls you flirt with?"
"Jealous?" Dean smirks. You scoff and Dean laughs. "You are. The waitress bugged you. That's okay, I left shortly after you and Sam left. I heard what you told him. You are far more beautiful than anyone."
"I was drunk." You say turning red.
"I know you meant it. I know you sweetheart. " Dean smiles and kisses you again. "I love you (y/n). I do."
You lose your breath and you reach up to touch his face softly. His eyes close and you smile. You out your hand over his heart and dean's eyes open.
"I love you too Dean." You smile. You stand on your tiptoes and kiss him softly again.
