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It was the middle of the night and Dean was a heavy sleeper, so when you felt him climbing out of bed you started to panic. You watched him get dressed and head over to his things, packing them away. ‘Dean? What are you doing?’ you asked. Dean’s silhouette froze but he carried on packing his things after a moment. You climbed out of bed and stood by him. ‘Dean, what’s wrong?’ ‘I need to keep you safe, baby.’ Dean’s voice was thick with tears. He was fumbling around in his bag, trying to put things in. You grabbed his hands and he looked the other way. ‘What are you trying to say

You wake up, it's dark you reach over, expecting a warm body next to you. You find that odd, you are in the bed alone. “Sam. . .?” You whisper into the darkness. You wait a few seconds . . .one . . .two . . .three No reply. You get out of bed and head over to the bathroom, where you find the light on. You open the door to find Sam packing his bags. “What are you doing? I thought we weren't going to leave until the morning.” He looks at you with those puppy eyes, the ones that make your heart melt, the one that tells you not everything is okay. “(y/n) I'm leaving.” he says in a very serious tone. You g

Princess ( Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader) Holding you for the first time was like magic to Dean. At first he had refused – telling your mother that he couldn't risk to hurt you – that he truly feared to touch you with those hands – hands that had killed so many. Although most of them were demons – he just didn't want to touch that tiny innocent human with those filthy hands. Your mother had smiled softly and handed you to him – declining all of his protests and then – when he finally held you he looked at you with awe and adoration as if you were the most perfect thing he had ever seen and for Dean it

"Hey baby, c'mere a second!" Dean called from the kitchen. His husband appeared a mere moment later, his hair damp from the shower. "Yes?" He asked, tilting his head in the way that made Dean weak in the knees. The hunter reached out and grabbed his ex-angel's hand, pulling him over. His hands snaked under Castiel's bottom and Dean lifted him up onto the counter top. Cas smiled softly when Dean leaned in for a kiss, his arms locking around his husband's neck and Dean's hands sliding down to his hips. "Get a room you too." Dean laughed and pulled away, turning around to wave at his smiling daughter. "Honey, when grownups love each other very

No one would love me If they knew all the things I hide My words fall to the floor As tears drip through the telephone You woke to the sound of your phone ringing. Eyes too tired to open, you felt the top of your nightstand for the phone, grabbing it eventually. You flipped open your phone and pressed it to your ear, letting out a tired “Hello.” “Hey, _______!” You heard a familiar cheerful voice. Your eyes shot open, “Oh, hey Alfred. Why’re you calling so early in the morning?” Alfred chuckled, “It’s almost noon, _______. And I was wondering if you wanted to go to the beach. The weat