27 Perfect

Dean's POV

It's been a long drive but you finally made it to Bobby's place. So you parked Baby before looking at the woman still fast asleep in the backseat. God she's beautiful, you thought to yourself.

"Should we wake her up?" Sam asked from the shotgun seat beside you.

"Nah, she needs to sleep, I'll bring her in," you replied with your eyes still on Y/n.

"Ok," Sammy said with a shrug before getting out and heading for the door.

You got out of the Impala and walked over to her door before carefully opening it. Then you unbuckled Y/n and gently picked her up bridal style. Glad she hadn't woken up, You carried her over to the door where Sam began to knock.

"He's not answering," Sam said with growing concern before trying the door. "It's not even locked," he added surprised as the door flew right open.

The two brothers gave each other a look saying the same thing, something isn't right here. Sam took out one of his guns and began to search the place. You waited there and kept a lookout as you were carrying someone and couldn't bring any weapon out.

Pretty quickly, Sam came back out. "No one's here, Dean," he said.

"Dammit," you cursed.

It was well known Bobby was a very paranoid old man so finding him gone with his front door unlocked, raised a lot of red flags.

"Get her in her bed and I'll look around outside," Sam suggested.

"Fine," you replied before doing just that.

As you laid her down and tucked her in, you couldn't help but not wanting to leave her. What if there was something here and waiting for the right moment? What if she's not here when I come back? Or worse..

But you were saved the trouble for a moment when you heard a sleepy voice. "Dean?" Y/n said as she squinted her unadjusted eyes.

"Yeah I'm here," you say softly as he pushed a stray hair out of her face.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"We're at Bobby's," you answered.

"Where is he? Is he ok?" Y/n began to fret.

"Don't worry about him for right now, you need some rest and we can talk about it in the morning," you said gently as he rubbed her cheek.

She nodded her head yes, "ok," before laying her head down to rest once more.

"Goodnight sweetheart," you whispered before getting up off of the bed and began to hesitantly head for the door.

"Dean?" Y/n called with slight concern in her voice.

"I'm still here, what's wrong?" You answered.

"Please don't go, I don't want to be alone," she informed you with a small hint of fear in her voice.

"Ok, I'll stay until you fall back asleep," you tried to soothe.

"Can you stay here until I wake back up?" she asked meekly.

You couldn't help but smile, "yeah, I can do that."

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Y/n's POV

You woke up to something gently shaking your shoulder. Keeping your eyes closed, you hoped whatever it was would leave you alone if you pretended to still be asleep. But to your dismay, whatever it was shook your shoulder again but slightly less gentle. This time you could tell it was someone's hand.

"Y/n?" Dean's voice said softly.

No matter how hard you may try, the smile on your face was unavoidable. You snuggled closer to whatever you were sleeping on and covered your face to hide your smile. You heard a deep chuckle come from the man trying to wake you up and before you knew it, you felt soft lips on your cheek.

Before you could respond, Dean dragged his lips across your cheek and whispered in your ear. "Y/n, it's time to get up," then he proceeded to kiss pecks all over your cheek.

Instead of pretending to be asleep again, you surprised him by moving you head just enough so instead of kissing your cheek, his lips were met with yours. After that peck, you finally opened your eyes and they were met with his green ones. Dean smiled before leaning down and kissing you again but much longer this time.

As the kiss developed, you wrapped your arms around him and he deepened the kiss. This had to be the thing to wake up to and you wished you could wake up like this everyday. Woah Y/n, its a bit too early to be thinking those thoughts, you told yourself.

What interrupted your train of thought was noticing the unmistakable sensation of Dean subtly sliding his hand along your leg. You let out a giggle in between the kissing but not too long after you hear an overdramatic sigh.

"Come on guys," Sam said exasperatedly from somewhere behind Dean. "Breakfast is ready," he tried again knowing food would encourage the both of you.

"Food?" You said after breaking the kiss to look at Sam. He laughed while Dean feigned a look of offence.

"I've been replaced by pancakes, oh how you hurt me woman," Dean said dramatically with a hand over his heart.

"And bacon," you defended after giggling.

"Ok well then that's fine," Dean said sarcastically before pouting.

"Come on, nothing could ever replace you," you replied sweetly.

"If you say so," Dean said with a fake sigh.

"Fine," she said after laughing then proceeded to give him a kiss straight on the lips. "Does that make it better?" You asked.

"Mm maybe," Dean said with a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Then how about-ahhh!" You began to lean in for another kiss but Dean tackled you in one very passionate kiss.

"Woah woah ok guys, seriously, I'm still right here," Sam began to complain. Dean groaned while you giggled at the youngest Winchester's comment.

"You want some cheese with that, whine?" You joked. (A/N: I credit that response to Ponyo Harding.)

"Ha ha ha," Sam pretended to laugh while Dean actually did laugh.

You smiled before becoming acutely aware of the fact Dean was literally laying on top of you at the moment. A blush started to appear on your face as you became more embarrassed.

"Dean, I-I think we should get some b-breakfast?" You suggested.

Dean looked down at you confused for a moment before coming to the same realization you had. After realizing you were uncomfortable he jumped up off of you and you could've swore you saw a tint of pink on his cheeks.

"Right, um let's got then," Dean said a little embarrassed.

You hopped up from the bed and looked around. Didn't you fall asleep in the Impala? Why are you in your room back home?

"We're at Bobby's," Sam said once noticing your confused expression.

"Oh, why didn't you wake me up when we got here?" You asked looking away from the room and at Sam.

"Hey don't look at me, that was Dean's call," Sam said with his hands up.

You looked to Dean who shrugged trying to be nonchalant. "I knew you were tired and needed some sleep so I brought you in here," he informed you.

"Ok," you said with a smile. Aww he does care!That's so sweet, you thought.

"Alright," Sam said with a clap simultaneously, "can we eat now? Or do I have to watch you two be all lovey dovey some more?"

"No one said you had to watch, Sammy," Dean said with a smirk.

"Ok then I'm going to go eat, please take your time," Sam said before walking out.

You laughed before grabbing Dean's hand and pulling him down to the kitchen without a second thought. He didn't resist, he even chuckled a bit and squeezed tighter! You had tried to let go of Dean's hand so the two of you could sit down wherever but he kept holding it and sat next to you.

Honestly, you couldn't remember a time when you were this happy, this is just so...perfect. But perfect never does last long, does it?