"I always knew that I would love you from afar" Dean X reader
*sorry added two words to it :/*
Dean knew something like this was going to happen but he didn’t think that it would happen so soon. Here he was walking up to you for the first time since the accident and he could already feel himself tearing up, a giant lump forming in his throat.
“Hey sweetheart, I uh brought you some flowers. There your favorite or at least I remember you saying something about them. Anyways I came here to talk with you for a while. I know you can’t hear me but I just...I just need to get this out there.” Dean sighed out trying to compose himself, he’s cried enough already.
Sliding a hand down his face first he started to continue speaking “Remember that one time we had absolutely no cases and there was nothing to do around the bunker so you decided to go to the store and buy the Pirates of the Caribbean movie set and we watched them all that whole day? That was a really good day for me. Heh, I remember it like it was yesterday, you snuggled up next to my side with my arm wrapped around you, reciting the lines you knew by heart. You were always adorable when you did that because you tried to act it out along with them.” His lip was now trembling and he was mentally repeating to himself in his head not to cry.
“I always loved you Y/N, still do. I regret never really telling you until now. I regret it every damn day that passes by. I just want to hold you in my arms again like that day and never let you go. I was an idiot for trying to protect you from myself, I was in too deep with you, I didn’t mean for that night to happen. You have to know that I am so sorry for the pain I caused you that night, everything I said, I didn’t mean a word of it but it’s too late for all that now.Everything is and was my fault.” He couldn’t stop himself from crying now because the tears were flowing freely.
“I always knew that I would have to love you from afar. That I would never really truly have the chance to have you to myself like I wanted. Sam thought it would be a good idea for me to come talk with you and get that off my chest, he thinks I should do it more often too. So I’ll uh...see you next time sweetheart.”
He stood up off the ground and ran his hand across your name on the headstone. Then proceeded to wipe away his tears and walk back to the impala to go home. Where your smell has now completely left, where all happiness that ran through the hallways were now gone, and where the love that was once there between you two was now severed because he wasn’t man enough to say how he really felt beforehand.