My curiosity peaked and I found myself drawn to a painting in the corner. I stepped towards it carefully, biting my lips in anticipation as my fingers grasped the cloth, tugging it towards me, it dropping to the floor to reveal a portrait of a young woman, dressed in a white, knee-length and loose-fitting dress with a drop waist, delicate sequins, a scooped neckline and white fringe adorning the rim. The woman was wearing pears, her hair in an updo, styled in finger waves, with bright red lipstick and rouged cheeks. She was seated on the edge of an elegant booth, legs crossed holding a champagne coupe with red liquid in her gloved hands, a wicked smile framing her face and mischief set in her eyes. There were droplets of red spilled on her over the knee stockings and fangs on full display as she smiled.
It was unmistakable. The woman in the painting was me.
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Alternatively: You are attending the Mikaelson Ball and you find a painting of yourself in one of the rooms of the Mikaelson house.
hello hello. this is a drabble i wrote based off of something i had in my mind for quite a long time. it's a one-shot. i'm not planning on writing more, though i might be persuaded if a lot of people want to see more, i don't know. it's very much a guilty pleasure thing so it might not be canon accurate. i just had it in my head all week since i've been rewatching the vampire diaries and i needed to put it into words. i hope you enjoy! the reader is female, sorry. i am basically just inserting myself into the fandom. comments and constructive criticism are very much welcome! i don't proof-read.
the characters and the plotline of the show are not mine and belong to their respective owners. the story is mine, however, as is the character of 'the reader'. please do not publish this story elsewhere without asking for my permission.
Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader, Sam Winchester
Prompts: “I’m taking you home.” - “No you’re not! I am a grown-ass woman. I don’t need you to Hollywood me home.”
Warnings: Mentioned of blood and hospital, fluff to the end
A/N: This is written for the lovely @kathaswings Lina 1k Celebration challenge. The prompts are as above.
“It’s good to be home.” You sighed deeply as you found your way through the bunker door. You walked slowly down the steps to main hall of the bunker, not because you were afraid to bother the boys, but you have a reputation of being clumsy.
There’s no doubt that you are a great hunter, courtesy of the great teachers you had when you started hunting. But when it comes to regular chores and normal daily activities, you were the clumsiest. It still baffles you that you survives multiple huntings without dying.
Upon reaching the final step, you heard a noise in the kitchen. It’s not lunchtime yet, why would the boys be in the kitchen. Besides, you told them to not bother preparing lunch, you were buying them when you were out.
This is suspicious. Oh no!
Calm down Y/N/N. Whoever was in the kitchen couldn’t have found your stash. You slowly put your lunch on the table in the war room and tiptoed your way to the kitchen. You peeked through the kitchen door to find out who and what were they doing.
Dean, of course! He saw you the other day, trying to hide your private stash.
“Ok Y/N/N, how are you going to do this, surprise him? Caught him in the act?” You muttered to yourself. You peeked through the kitchen door, unknowingly there’s someone else behind you, doing the same thing.
“What are you doing?”
You startled and about to scream when you quickly covered your mouth with your hand.
You asked him to be quite and whispered, “Sammy! Don’t do that! Shh..come on.” You took Sam’s hand to take him away before Dean sees you.
“Ok, ok, Y/N/N, would you please tell me what were you doing at the kitchen door? To spy on Dean?”
Oh boy, he sees right through you. “Ok, not exactly spying, just that...I hid something in the kitchen and I don’t want him to find it.”
Sam let out a chuckle and sighed.
“This is not funny Sam! If Dean found it, there will be nothing left...nothing!” As soon as you finished your sentence, you saw Sam laughed his head of, with his head tilted back.
“Dude! Tone down the laugh, yeesh! Ok, I gotta go check on Dean.”
As soon as you lift your feet, you felt a tug on your hand, “Woah dude, hold your horses, I am 100% sure that is not what he’s doing in the kitchen. Now, let’s go to the library and do some reading.” Sam just continued pulling you towards the library.
This is suspicious!
“Hold on, hold on. Why are you insisting on pulling me away from my spying? Is there anything I should know?” You wiggled your eyebrow in suspicion followed by a nervous laugh from Sam.
Not wanting to waste any time, you just walked away and continued with the spying.
“Woah, woah, will you let it go, he’s not gonna find it, trust me. Now come on will you.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll come with you.” Just when Sam looked away from you, yoh started running towards the kitchen.
Bad move.
“Gotch...woah...arghh...umpf...ouch!”
“Y/N, are you ok? Are you hurt?”
“I don’t think so...wait...blood! Sammy, blood! Oh God!” You were panicking when Dean’s head peeking through the kitchen door.
“Guys! Why the noise? Oh God, Y/N/N, why are you on the floor? Sammy, why is she on the floor?” You sensed the panic from Dean and you were confused. Wait, why are you confused?
“Dudes, I’m going to pass out…” and the last thing you hear is Dean scolding Sam.
Dean’s POV
“Sam! Explain!” While he carried you away to get you to the E.R, Sam explains what happen before you fell down and hurt yourself.
“You know, for a hunter, she is sure clumsy, I’m surprised she survives the hunts.”
Apparently, it baffles the boys too.
“I don’t know what to tell you dude, I think she literally had an angel watching over her.” Sam chuckled to the thought that Castiel was worrying constantly over you while hunting.
“Okay, I pretty much settled the cooking part, but I haven’t finished decorating, can you finish it Sammy?”
“Yeah, sure thing. Just get her to the E.R and keep me posted, ‘kay.”
After they settled you in Baby, Dean drove away and Sam went in tbe bunker to finished up their plan for you, hoping that you will be okay.
After arriving at the hospital, the nurses took you away leaving Dean in the waiting room, worrying about you.
Just when Dean about to call Sam, tbe doctor appeared and giving updates on you.
“Miss Y/L/N suffers a blow to the head, a minor concussion, but otherwise okay. She has regained conscious and explained what she could remember about the incident. That is a good sign, so don’t worry. Just make sure she’s taking everything easy.” The doctor told Dean you can be discharged and taken home.
“Okay Y/N, let’s get you home.” As Dean trying to help you up from the bed, you pushed him away.
Snarky!
“No!” Maybe its the side effect of the anesthesia given to you when the doctor treated you, but you were quite angry when you saw Dean.
“I’m taking you home.”
“No you’re not! I’m a grown ass woman. I don’t need you to hollywood me home.” It’s definitely the anesthesia.
“Okay Y/N/N, you are clearly mad at me, why?” Dean sighed and calmly waiting for the answer from you.
“You were in the kitchen and you were trying to find the stash I hid there.” Dean sighed and chuckled at the answer given. Just like a child.
“Okay, first of all, no one is trying to get to your stash, and second, that’s not what I was doing in the kitchen.”
You still pouted and wouldn't budge from the bed.
"Okay, how about this, I'll take you home and you will see why your anger towards me is unreasonable."
"I highly doubt it, but okay, I'll follow you." You slowly changed while Dean talked to Sam on the phone, updating him about the situation.
Dean whispered so that you couldn't hear the conversation. "Hey Sammy, Y/N is fine and the she's been discharged. So the plan is in motion. Is everything ready?"
"Thank God. And yeah, everything is ready. Just waiting for your go to and its all set."
"Got it, thank you Sammy!"
As soon as you and Dean arrived at the bunker, Dean took your hand and led you to the kitchen.
Confused, you asked Dean what was going on. "Why are you bringing me to the kitchen? I'm sleepy, not hungry."
"Just come with me okay, you are going to love this. But before you come in, I wanted to tell you something. You have been a delight in our lives since you showed up. You are funny, kind, loving, and you deserve everything in the world to be treated nicely."
You were brought in the kitchen and suddenly all the pain and tiredness were gone. The kitchen was decorated with heart garlands and flowers; and the table was neatly covered with red coloured tablecloth and a lot of food.
"Dudes, what is this? These are beautiful." Your eyes was already covered in tears of joy, you were overwhelmed.
Sam walked to you and sat you down. "Today is Valentines Day and we thought of treating you dinner. Dean cooked and I help decorate. Happy Valentines Day."
"Happy Valentines Day Y/N/N. And yes, do believe that I cook all the food, and they are your favorite."
You were stunned and suddenly hungry at the sight and smell of the food. You kissed both Winchesters on the cheek and you ate dinner like a happy family.
"Skiing?!" you perked up , just missing Eunhyuk's nose as you rose from his lap, "You are taking me right?!"
Henry chuckled, "Of course! It will just be you, me, and the slopes… Oh, and I guess whoever else is out there at the time."
You then jumped across the room, attacking Henry with a hug, "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!!" this was turning out to be the best trip to Canada… Or so it seemed at the time.
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I'm trying Anon!!! Promise!!!! I have the story line written out, so I know how it's going to go.... Just have to write it out! Hopefully I will have more done tomorrow!
