First official fanart that’s actually a full illustration, ngl I’ve been really demotivated to do full illustrations these past few weeks but Supernatural might actually heal me…
summary: dean lets a specific word slip out for the first time, causing his flustered state and your delight
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Dean and you were sitting in the bunker kitchen late at night, leftovers of the takeout he brought on the table while Dean shamelessly kept reaching over to steal food from your plate after already finishing his own.
You smacked his hand away for what had to be the fifth time.
“Dean”
“What?” He said, unbothered by your smack, reaching out again.
“You have your own food”
“Had” He corrected “Past tense”
“That sounds like a you problem”
Dean groaned dramatically like you’d deeply wounded him “Wow. Cold”
You snorted and pulled your plate farther away.
That only encouraged him.
Next thing you knew, Dean was literally leaning across the table trying to snatch a fry while you blocked him with your arm, laughing.
“Stop stealing my food!”
“Sharing is caring, sweetheart”
“I already shared enough. You are robbing me now”
Dean managed to steal another fry and looked at you with a triumphant grin.
You narrow your eyes at him “You’re annoying”
“You love me anyway” He says smugly.
You snort “Questionable choice on my part”
Dean grinned lazily, green eyes bright with amusement. Then, because apparently annoying you was like a hobby to him, he reached for one of your onion rings.
You slapped his hand again “Seriously, why do you always think you’re entitled to my food?”
Dean scoffed dramatically like the answer was obvious.
“‘Cause I’m your boyfriend” He said easily, chewing “It’s literally my right”
Silence.
Dean blinked, and then his eyes widened a bit when realization hit him.
Oh.
Oh, he said it out loud.
You two had never really cared much about labels. You were together. Committed. You both knew exactly what you were to each other, and everyone around you two knew it too. There was never any doubt about that. But neither of you really said words like ‘boyfriend’ or ‘girlfriend’.
Until now that he said it.
You blinked back at him. Then slowly, your mouth turned into a playful grin.
“Did you just use the b word?”
Dean immediately got flustered. Not dramatically, but enough that the tips of his ears turned red while he grabbed his beer and tried very hard to look casual.
“No”
“You did” You chuckle “Boyfriend”
Dean rolled his eyes dramatically “Yeah, alright” He grumbled “What about it?”
“You’ve never called yourself that before”
“Okay, first of all” He said “You’re enjoying this way too much” He points a finger at you defensively.
“A little” You say with a soft laugh “I mean, you called yourself my boyfriend” You repeat with a grin.
“Because I am” He said back instantly “We’ve been exclusive since forever, you live in my bunker, you ride shotgun in my Baby. I’m just stating facts here. Don't make it weird"
“I’m not making it weird” You laughed “I just think it was cute”
“It’s not cute”
“You said it so naturally too” You grin.
He rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed.
“Look, I’m regularly risking my life for you and driving you around while you criticize my music choices…”
“I do not criticize your music choices”
“…So I think I’ve earned my boyfriend status” He finished.
“Mhm” You laughed again before adding teasingly “So should I start looking for matching outfits now?”
“Shut up” Dean groaned immediately.
“You started this, boyfriend”
He suddenly grabbed your wrist, tugged you closer and kissed you to shut you up.
You let out a muffled laugh against his lips.
“Conversation’s over” He muttered against your mouth.
When he pulled away slightly, you were still grinning.
Dean narrowed his eyes “You’re annoying”
“And you’re my boyfriend” You repeated with a grin yet again.
