Pairing: Dean Di Laurentis x Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Dean have been best friends for years. But when in a party he ask you to kiss him to scare away a girl, from what was supposed to be only one kiss turns into something neither of you would have imagined.
Warning: kissing , make out session?
REQUEST:OPEN
Word Count: 759
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I was dancing to the beat of the music when I hear the voice of my best friend. I turn to face him with a drink in my hand. "What" I yell over the light music.
"Y/N please kiss me I would explain later" he said with urgency
"Dean I-" I was about to protest.
Once he said jellybean I knew it has to be important. It was our code word for anything. It started back in middle school, Dean had ditch school to go hang out with a girl and for me not to snitch on him I asked for a bag of jellybeans.
I just rolled my eyes and got on my tippy toes and kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist as he deepened the kiss. God okay I could understand why all these girls are crazy for him. The first and last time I've ever kissed him was during middle school in a truth or dare.
And it sure wasn't a kiss like this.
We pulled apart by someone calling his name.
We pulled apart and saw this beautiful girl come over to us. I recognized her. She was one of Dean newly hook ups.
"Oh, I'm sorry didn't know you were busy. I will call you later" she left in a hurry before giving one more apology.
As she left I turned and smacked his chest. "What did you do to that girl?"
He put one arm over my shoulder.
"Nothing. We hooked up a few times. But I always made it clear to her that it was just gonna be that. Hook ups. But I guess they can never get enough of the dean." he talked with his huge ego.
I rolled my eyes and let out a small giggle. "You're impossible"
He pulled me in closer and whispered to my ear. "And you're a good kisser."
I looked at him. "Dean what the hell are you saying"
He turns to stand in front of me and pulls me in closer by my waist. "I mean it princess. You kissed amazing"
I looked up at him feeling the heat off his body and the smell of his cologne. He bend down and started to lean in we were so close to kiss again when he got interrupted by Beau.
My heart started to beat really fast and I left my face heat up. That night went by with tension looks and sly smirks by Dean. Right now we are in my dorm room to study for our upcoming math test.
I'm laying on my stomach facing the end of the bed while Dean is sitting on the floor.
I dropped my book and looked at. "Dean what?"
He gives me a pout. "Please Y/N, jellybean" I hit him with a pillow.
"You know you can't use it like that, now tell me what is up with you." I tell him.
He sighed. "I can't stop thinking about our kiss. I can't get it out of my mind. Just one last kiss y/n please"
If I'm being honest I also haven't been able to get the kiss out of my mind. I think about it a lot. Thinking about kissing him. Thinking about doing more. But I am scared. If we cross this line we will never be the same best friends we have always been.
I don't and can't lose him for a moment of lust. But I also can't not, not want him the way that I do.
"Dean we can't" I whispered, he placed his forehead on mine.
I open my eyes to look at him and finally close the gap, making him kiss back right away. The kiss started off slow and passionate but it quickly turned into a heated make out session. With our books forgotten. I ran my hands through his hair as he worked on my neck.
I moved my hands from his hair to his shirt tugging it off, all he did was chuckle and took it off in one swift move. I have seen his shirtless thousands of times before but now it's completely different.
"Eager are we baby?" he asked with a chuckle.
I didn't even answer him just pulled him into a kiss. Making him chuckle. We have officially have crossed the line of best friends. And honestly I don't really seem to mind it.
a/n: DUN DUN DUN!!!! Second imagine out!!!!! Will be making this out into a series of best friend dean. Hope you liked this one next imagine might be a Cole Water one.