Kiss and Tell

Dean's POV

"Was that real enough for you?"

After you said those words, you and Y/n's eye connected before you both came crashing back together. This kiss was way different from the last two, they were more short and sweet. Now, the two of you were practically devouring each other.

You poured all of the emotions you've felt over the last 24 hours into that kiss. The pain, fear, happiness, anxiousness, frustration, and so on. She kissed you back just as feverishly and that's what pushed you over the edge.

You lowered her onto the couch and her hands wandered up into your hair after discarding your jacket herself. All the while your hands wandered under her shirt and around her waist. Then you began to explore, you trailed kisses across her warm skin from her delicious lips to her jaw and finally down to her neck.

Searching for her sweet spot, you smiled when you heard the noises she made that let you know you found it. You lightly bit and kissed that spot and around it until you felt, more like tasted, something you didn't expect.

Silver, you pulled yourself away from her just enough to see that she was wearing a necklace. It was all twisted backwards now and you could see the faint carving of an anti-possession symbol.

You were momentarily confused but then the fog that all the alcohol you've had made lifted. She was Bobby's daughter of course she would have something like that.

Bobby, it dawned on you and you thought frantically, shit shit shit! He's going to kill me no matter what I do here.

It wasn't that Bobby scared you or anything, ok maybe he did a smidge, but it was that you believed he was right. You weren't good for her, let alone good enough for her and you knew it or at least that's what you believed.

"What is it?" You heard Y/n say in a soft voice.

You looked back up at her only to find her have a bit of an insecure voice. Feeling stupid, you just realized it must've seemed like you've been staring at her rack with a frown most likely this whole time.

Even though she and her breasts were still covered, you knew girls tend to be very self conscious about that stuff.

"Nothing," You said with a reassuring smile before leaning really close. "You're so beautiful," you whispered huskily into her ear and you felt her shiver, you knew it wasn't from being cold.

This wasn't a lie either, even though you weren't staring that entire time, you did like what you saw. Maybe a little too much.

Which is why saying these things were going to be so much harder.

Well here goes...

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Y/n's POV

"..But I don't think we should do this," Dean said hesitantly as his eyes searched your face for a reaction.

"Did I do something wrong?" You asked self-consciously and you hated how small and fragile you sounded.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong, in fact, you're doing it a little too right," Dean said and that's when you noticed that you could feel something down there.

"Then why not?" You asked not as meek sounding as he moved himself off of you and sat normally on the couch.

"We just can't," Dean said with a bit of an edge to his voice that had you taken aback.

"Are you alright?" You asked confused and accidentally matching his tone.

"Fine," he answered shortly.

"Well don't I have a right to know why not then?" You asked not liking this new attitude.

"Don't I have a right not to have sex with some girl?" He asked rhetorically and you felt a pang in your heart.

"Some girl? You see me as just some girl?" You asked with your metaphorical hackles raised as you stood up.

"Isn't that what you are?" Dean said as he stood up as well.

"No I am not just some girl, at least not some girl you can f*ck whenever you want," you said with your temper flaring. "And especially not when you're acting like some dick," you added.

"Hm that's a little confusing when you were just throwing yourself at me," he responded harshly.

"Why are you acting like this?" You practically shrieked. "You're a good guy, I know you are I wouldn't like you so much if you weren't, so why are you acting so mean?" You exclaimed.

"Guess you didn't know me as well as you thought you did, Princess," he said so coldly you could stop tears from swelling in your eyes.

Before you could even think about what you were doing, you grabbed your bag that you had made earlier just in case and ran outside. You couldn't let him see you cry. It was pouring down rain but you didn't care, you ran and ran and ran not really paying attention to where you were going.

Your eyes were spilling with tears the whole time, today has worn out your emotions.

You just knew you wanted to go home, you wanted to see Bobby.

So that's where you started heading.

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Dean's POV

"Shit shit shit!" You exclaimed as you kicked a nearby chair.

You were supposed to push Y/n away, just enough so this wouldn't be a problem. You weren't supposed to make her run away! You hated saying all those things to her but it's not like you hadn't had to play the heartless bastard before.

Running a hand through your hair, you tried to think of what to do. The only thing you could do was go after her, but what would you say? F*cking screw it I just gotta get her back, you thought before running outside as well.

You burst through the door of the motel to find it's raining heavily but no Y/n in sight. You began calling her name and running towards the road to see if you could see her there.

After searching for who knows how long, you were forced to come back inside. You called her phone a few times while pacing so much you were probably gonna burn a hole in the floor.

[Time Skip: Next Day]

You haven't been able to sleep at all last night. After awhile of pacing you decided to go back out there. You searched for Y/n for awhile longer, driving through the town in Baby. Thoughts about Y/n and where she could be swirling through your brain the entire time.

Sometime that morning, Sam came back into the motel with a goofy smile on his face and you could only guess what he has been up to. He walked in to find you in your distressed state.

"Hey Dean, whats up?" He asked dropping the goofy smile catching onto your mood. He looked around the room before asking concerned, "where's Y/n?"

"I have no idea," you said sounding defeated. "I have no idea and I can't do a damn thing about it," you said with more emotion.

"You don't know? What happened?" Sam asked you looking around as if he simply misplaced her.

"Well we uh got into this..argument," you said sheepishly.

"Oh no what'd you say?" He asked and you were surprised to find it didn't hold as much accusation as you thought it would.

After you took a deep breath readying yourself, you told your little brother everything.