Dean/Tentacle Monster AU created for spnkinkbingo | domestic/curtain fic square domesticity, tentacles, interspecies relationship, eventual tentacle baby
Dean met Max on a hunt on the coast - a nest of vamps feeling nostalgic for sunbathing - and they hit it off immediately. Max gets his sense of humor, likes the same music, can banter with him like no one has since Agent Henriksen, back in the day, and, as Dean found out soon after he and Sam took care of the vamps, Max can fuck like a pro, too.
They keep in touch after Dean and Sam finish the hunt. They text, they email, and whenever Dean can shake Sam long enough to make it out without his inhumanly tall shadow, they meet up, and that same spark that was there when they first met is still around.
After they’ve been together for a while, and after Dean has, once again, helped to conquer one of the big bads in the world, he decides to settle in, and he and Max get a place together. (It causes a small rift between Dean and Sam because Sam didn’t exactly take a liking to Max when Dean introduced them, but Dean knows he’ll come around eventually.)
The life they build together is more than Dean could have ever dreamed of. It’s so mundane and normal, but he loves it. He loves waking up to Max bringing him breakfast in bed, he loves cuddling up to Max on the weekend and watching all the Dr. Sexy he’s DVRed, he loves cooking dinner for Max after work, and throughout all of their domestic bliss, the sex stays fantastic and frequent.
A couple years down the road, after they’ve saved up and moved out of their quaint apartment into a cute little house on the cape, they decide to start a family together. When Dean gets to hold their squishy, slimy little bundle of joy in his arms, he’s not sure anyone’s been as happy as he is in that moment.
Oh, and Max is a tentacle monster.