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Summary: an unlucky hunter gets more bad luck while meeting Dean’s angel companion.
Request: Hey, can you write a on shot or fic where the reader is dating either Sam or Sean but when introduced to Castiel, she can see his wings which means they are soulmates but she doesnt know that and he has to confront her. Thanks <3.
Word count: 1,149
Dean x Reader in the beginning.
Warnings: none? probably will be a continuation.
For @sammyspuppyeyes (sorry this is suuuuuper late)
You’d been known in the hunter community as “the girl with bad luck”. No matter what you seemed to do, it never went right. Sometimes, it was even nearly fatal. That’s why you started to worry when you started dating Dean a year ago. It was too good to be true. Nothing ever went right for you. Nothing. It wasn’t an exaggeration. It seemed as though God literally had it in for you. Hell just last week your witch hunt was messed up because of your gun jamming up. You took marvellous care of your guns. They were practically your babies. You cherished them. It didn’t make sense for it to jam. But it did. And you almost died had it not been for the brothers.
Not that you liked always relying on them in bad situations. But it was better than dying.
“Hey y/n? where’d ya go?” Dean said waving a hand in front of you.
You blinked and looked up at him, confused.
“Hey, you alright?” Dean said taking a seat beside you in the library of the bunker.
“Oh. Yeah no. I’m good.” You laughed. Sometimes you were caught up in your head you forgot that there was an outside world that could still see you.
“Just lost in my head.”
Dean chuckled causing the sides of his eyes to crinkle in the cute way you loved.
“As long as you’re good.” He said before kissing your forehead.
“Aren’t I always.” You joked, grabbing his chin and bringing him for a kiss on the lips. It was meant as a peck, but like usual the kiss was deeper. His tongue caressing your bottom lip playfully.
“Dean, we’re in the library.” You said pushing him back with a shy laugh.
“Then how about we move things to the bedroom?’ Dean wiggled his eyebrows suggestively causing you to chuckle. You smiled at him and stood.
“Bedroom it is.” You said as you pushed past him, reveling in the way he followed immediately after.
You knew Dean had a… large sexual appetite. And you were more than willing to help out with that. But you hadn’t been able to spend as much… intimate time with Dean. You were apart a lot from Dean. He’d asked you numerous times to move into the bunker with him and Sam. And you’ve wanted to say yes. Everytime. But you had to look after your mother. You rarely hunted since she got sick. And when she died two months ago it felt like a part of you had died.
It was Dean who helped you through it. He was there for the funeral and helped you pack up her stuff. You’d been so consumed with helping her that you didn’t have time for other things. You’d even put off meeting Castiel, Dean and Sam’s loyal angel. You had been dating Dean for a year and still haven’t met the man’s best friend.
That was going to change today. You’d set a time and a place to meet the angel. And you were going to stick to it. Right after you had a little well deserved fun with dean.
You made your way to the bedroom, Dean’s hands already roaming on your body. Opening the door you spun around and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him in for a passionate kiss. Once again his tongue flicked the bottom of your lip, begging for entrance to which you happily complied. You felt dean’s hands grab your ass, lifting you up.
“God you’re hot.” He whispered.
“Dean?”
You looked to Dean, confused at the unfamiliar voice on the other side of the door.
“We’ll be out in a minute Cas” Dean called, annoyance clearly in his voice.
You raised your eyebrows and smiled. Dean set you down and straightened your blouse. You grabbed for the handle and opening the door, immediately were taken aback by the mass of wings that surrounded the angel. Beautiful black wings that stretched far down the hallway.
“Oh wow.” You gasped, holding your hands to your mouth.
Dean looked at you confused, but Castiel. Castiel looked at you with what you could only assume was fear.
“You never told me Castiel had such beautiful wings.” You said turning to dean.
“Wings? We cant see-? Cas why can she see your wings? I thought no one could?”
Confusion swept through both you and dean, but it only seemed to make Castiel’s mind clearer.
“We seem to have a problem. I need to speak to y/n alone.”
“What? No way-” Dean started but you quickly cut him off.
“Of course Castiel. Dean, I’ll be back in a minute okay?”
Dean seemed to puff out his chest and huff, but nodded and walked down the hall slowly. Looking back every so often.
You turned to Cas, eyebrows perked in question. Cas seemed to shuffle awkwardly, before smoothing out his jacket and clearing his throat.
“As you can probably assume, it’s not normal for any human to be able to see an angels wings.”
“Yeah I kinda picked up on that.” you joked. Cas didn’t laugh though.
“Only one human can see an angels wings. Someone who will be very important to that angel. Someone who will be a soulmate to-”
“Okay woah wait… Soulmate? You’re kidding me.”
“No, in fact I’m being very serious. You won’t feel the attraction right away. In fact it may take days… weeks… even months but you won’t be able to help your attraction. No matter how hard you try to resist it. God has set us up together for a very important, yet unknown reason. I’m not telling you this to upset you. I know you are in a very committed relationship with dean. But you will have to end it.”
You stood in front of Cas, arms crossed with the biggest frown on your face.
“No.” you said simply.
Cas frowned.
“No?”
”No.” you repeated.
You were in love with Dean. You lost your virginity to him for God’s sake. You wanted to move into the bunker, and sleep with him every night. You wanted to wake up to him still sleeping beside you because boy could that man sleep. Hell you wanted to marry him!
“I’m sorry y/n. I know you love Dean. But the connection between us will only grow stronger the more you deny your feelings. I will give you time to yourself and leave for a while. Pray when you would like to talk to me again.”
And with the flap of the gorgeous black wings, Castiel was gone.
You walked back into the library where dean sat, eyes lighting up when he saw you, then quickly scanning next to you for the angel.
“Castiel left.” You noted.
“Why? What’d he say?”
You didn’t know if you should tell him. What would he say? Did you really want to find out?
I know I keep saying that I’ll be coming back to my blog and writing again. And i keep intending to. But for some reason, whether I was depressed or just all about unmotivated in the matter, I truly am going to start writing again. hopefully it will get me out of this bad mood I’ve been in lately.
I’m going to start with my unfinished pieces and requests. Hopefully i can open up the request box again!
Hey, can you write a on shot or fic where the reader is dating either Sam or Sean but when introduced to Castiel, she can see his wings which means they are soulmates but she doesnt know that and he has to confront her. Thanks <3. Btw your writing is AWESOME i read a full masterlist of yours and i laughed, cried and had mental breakdowns. thanks so much for writing them !!
So sorry for answering this a little late, but I’ll start on your story right away!
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