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| dean takes you antique hunting.
| dean x fem!reader, reader knows about the paranormal, scared!reader, protective!dean, established relationship, no use of y/n, use of pet names
π£². you had been begging dean to take you on a roadtrip for months. you had mentioned this antique shop youβd seen previously to him and since then you hadnβt stopped talking about it.
βDean can we please go? They have really awesome stuff there!β
βIβll think about it, sweetheart. You wonβt be too scared, will ya?β
βNo, silly! Cβmon please!β
π£². within a few minutes, you and dean were loaded into the impala. he let you put on whatever music you wanted. he didnβt complain.
π£². the drive was a decent amount of time, but you didnβt mind. dean had made sure to bring plenty of snacks. He didnβt let anyone eat in his car except for you.
βWhereβd you put those spicy chips?β
π£². once you arrived at your destination, dean led you inside. he had the instinct to protect you no matter what the situation was.
π£². dean already didnβt have a good feeling about this place, but he tried to shake it for your sake. he didnβt want to ruin your excitement.
βWoah! Thereβs nobody here! The lights are on, though?β
βSweetheart, I think we should turn around. You know what could be here.β
βI think youβre just scared, Dean. Everythingβs fine.β
π£². as you and dean explored the shop, more strange things began to happen. you swore you saw objects moving around and dean told you multiple times that he heard whispers.
π£². It wasnβt until something fell on the floor by itself that your body found safety in deanβs arms. your head was buried into his chest. your entire body shook with fear. out of all the things youβve experienced working with the paranormal, how was this possibly the scariest?
π£². the sound of deanβs low voice calmed you. he held you steady. he didnβt let go until you were ready.
βYouβre okay, pretty. Letβs go home, yeah?β
