ೀ no one’s ever had me, not like you! — d.w.
warnings: fem!reader, established relationship, fluff, maybe ooc dean?, intended lowercase, not proofread
an: first ever actual piece, please be kind i’m still learning☹️ also apologies that it’s so short!
growing up is unkind. as a child, you viewed adulthood as independence — being unshackled from authority. younger you never thought she’d complain about freedom.
but as most things are, it is too good to be true.
research, hunt, eat, sleep, repeat. stress stress stress.
you feel as though being an adult is slowly killing you. which technically it is, but that’s not the point. being constantly irritated is not something you enjoy, like, at all. you endlessly wish there would be something to distract you from responsibility.
well… there is one thing.
when dean is around, you completely forget about anything you probably should be worrying about. like your kryptonite. he makes you feel all floaty and giggly. around him, you are unendingly on cloud nine.
when you’re with him, you feel like a teenager in love for the first time.
which is sort of similar to right now, half of your body is hanging off the stiff motel mattress. dean’s obnoxious laughter invades the room as you try not to join in, which is kinda hard because laughter is contagious — especially dean’s.
the smile you’re trying to suppress is hurting your cheeks.
“aww, cmon sweetheart. you can’t tell me that wasn’t hilarious.”
“you’re so childish.” you can’t deny the way your lips are creeping up into a smirk again.
“oh yeah? then why are you smiling?”
oh boy. you are whipped. absolutely smitten.
you can’t even think of a good enough reply before the giggles leave your mouth.
“see? you’re laughing! i knew i was a comedic genius!”
“oh yeah. in your dreams, winchester.”
“i actually did have a similar dream the other day…”
your entire body vibrates and your chest starts to ache from the excessive laughter.
see, dean has this thing where he can make the most unamusing things in the world utterly hilarious. you can even go as far as to say he is probably the funniest person you know!
you just absolutely adore everything about that man — especially the fact that he can make you feel sixteen again with just a few words. you just feel… i don’t know. so highschool with him.
yours and dean’s chuckles settle — but not for long. the mattress beneath you completely betrays you and your entire body is sent tumbling down onto the hard floor.
it didn’t hurt too much, but even if it did it wouldn’t stop the fit of laughter that comes out of the both of you. your ribs felt tough, and by the look on dean’s face, you think his did too.
he can barely say your name without a wheeze interrupting him.
your faces looked like you’d been out in the sun for too long. he speaks up again, voice a bit breathless.
“god, you’re hilarious. i love you so much.”
“you’re pretty funny too, de.”
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