I'm not weak (Deanxreader)

Finally

~Mini skip~

After your shower, you brushed your hair and put on your shorts. You noticed that your shirt was missing.

"Where the heck is my shirt?" You groaned. You put on a sports bra and popped your head out the door.

"Dean? Where is my shirt?" You asked him.

"W-why are you asking me? I didn't do anything, Sam did you do something?" Dean quickly said. Sam shook his head.

"Ugh...can I borrow a shirt?" You asked Sam and Dean

"I'll get you one!" Dean said as he went to his duffle bag.

"Thanks, just knock on the door okay?" You said before you shut the door. You looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed. You hated the scars you've gotten from the demon. You looked at your waist, seeing the scar of the pentagram and the word demon. You frowned seeing it. You looked at your chest, the number 05 still burned onto it. You would usually hide your scars with makeup, and try to forget about them. But you would always look back at them. You had more scars scattered across your stomach and chest you made a face looking at them. You traced over the pentagram that was carved into your skin. You hated it. You didn't even notice Dean knock and open the door.

"Hey Y/n, I got ya a shirt" Dean stopped when he saw you. You quickly tried to cover up but failed miserably.

"H-hey I-um did hear you. T-thanks" You said nervously, shifting slightly.

"You hiding something?" Dean asked as he got closer.

"N-no..." You said quickly taking the shirt from Dean's hands. Dean's eyes flickered between your chest and stomach.

"who did that to you?" Dean's gaze softened.

"W-what are you talking about?" You quickly covered yourself with Dean's shirt

"The scars y/n. They weren't there before" Dean got closer to you. You nervously looked away.

"I-I uh...stupid demon" You said flustered.

"Y/n you don't need to hide it from me, I just wish you told me sooner." Dean gently grabbed your writs and pulled them down, getting a good look at the scars. He frowned seeing the pentagram, 05, and the word demon carved into your soft skin.

"What's 05 for?" Dean asked.

"Um...I was the demon's 5th victim" You said. Afraid of what Dean will think.

"And the pentagram?" Dean said, running his thumb over the scarred skin.

"Claiming me" You said gently pushing Dean's hand away. He frowned

"Sorry, I don't want you to see me like this" You smiled nervously as you put Dean's shirt on.

"What do you mean? You're beautiful." Dean smiled.

"I hate these scars" You complained.

"You look badass" Dean joked. You laughed.

"Thanks" You said sarcastically

"Really, you do!" Dean laughed as he hugged you.

"Y/n. You're. Beautiful" Dean said as he kissed both your cheeks. You smiled up at him. Your big doe E/c eyes made Dean's heart skip a beat.

"That means a lot Dean" You smiled. Dean smiled as he stifled a yawn.

"Go to bed Dee, you look like you haven't slept in forever." You joked.

"Wow, I slept like two hours, okay? " Dean pretended to be offended.

"C'mon, want me to put you to bed?" You teased as you lead him out the bathroom.

"Shut up" Dean teased back. You gasped dramatically

"Sam! Your brother just told me to shut up, can you believe that?" You said dramatically, putting a hand on your heart as if you've been hurt. Sam looked up from his laptop and laughed.

"Shame on you Dean" Sam sassed

"Oh come on!" Dean rolled his eyes. You laughed.

"C'mon, go to bed. You too, Sammy" You wrapped your arm around Dean's waist.

"But I'm looking for another hunt" Sam explained

"Nope, you guys look like you didn't sleep well. I got 12 hours, I'll finish up the research" You sassed.

"Alright, mom" Sam joked as he closed his laptop.

"We'll leave in the morning" Dean announced

"Great, I can't wait to leave this dump" You groaned. Sam and Dean laughed.

"Who are you going to share the bed with?" Sam asked.

"She can sleep with me" Dean quickly offered. You chuckled

"Okay. When I'm done with the research I'll crash with you" You told Dean.

"Alright" Dean smiled at you and kissed your forehead before going to bed.

~Time skip~

You found some farmer's cattle having their hearts pulled out about a month ago in Wyoming. You dig further into the article and research for it, because they also found that the cattle were also sucked dry of blood. Your eyes started to droop. You checked the time. 3 a.m...damn. You've been up for hours. Dean began to stir around.

"Y/n...Sammy..." Dean mumbled as he frowned in his sleep.

"D-don't...leave..." Dean grumbled as his grip on the pillow tightened.

"Dean?" You whispered.

"No!" Dean grunted. His faced contorted in pain. You went over and laid down next to Dean, you gently pulled Dean's head, laying it on your chest. He instinctively wrapped his arms tightly around your waist. His face still in pain.

"No!" Dean whimpered. You sighed. You didn't like seeing Dean like this. You began to run a hand through his hair and another on his back.

"Sshh, it's okay Dean. We're here, we're not leaving. We're here..." You whispered, hoping he would hear you. Dean face softened, but he was still whimpering and griping your waist. You began to pepper kisses on his face, hair, and neck. His grip lessened, his face softened. But he was still calling out for you and Sam. You kissed his nose, running a hand through his messy hair. You gazed at his lips, they looked...soft. You smiled seeing him pout. Dean still looked worried, breathing heavily.

"Y/n...please..." Dean called out. Your heart broke. You took a leap of faith. You put a hand on Dean's cheek running your thumb along it. You leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on his lips. Dean's features softened and his breathing evened out, he smiled in his sleep. You sighed contently, you finally kissed him, granted he was sleeping. Maybe you'll do it in the morning. You were almost asleep you heard Dean say something in his sleep.

"I love you, Y/n"

You smiled as you drifted off to sleep.