I don't do, I love you
Dean X Reader
Warnings: angst, language, hurt reader, pissed Sammy
Word count: 1,317
Summary: Y/n has been with Dean for three years, she knows he's not big in saying I love you, but she never expected him to do what he does.
Y/N knew Dean didn't do I love you, he did his own thing.
But the one thing she'd never thought she'd hear.
Like telling Sam he was proud of them when Metatron had killed him. She knew she'd never get an I love you, and she was fine with it.
“We're Done.. get out” he had told her, she couldn't believe it, she didn't wanna believe it, but all she could do at that moment was nod, and walk away.
And she left, left them all behind and started a new life, one without the Winchesters, Jack and Castiel.
5 years later
Locking herself in her room that night she decided to leave, leave Dean behind, leave Sam, Jack and Cas, she didn't want too, hell, she really didn't fucking want to but, she was going to, she couldn't be near Dean.
Y/n was on a hunt, even though she said she'd never hunt again. It's been 5 years since she left. She left Sam a note, explaining to him what had happened, and why she wasn't gonna be found in her room the next morning.
Salt Lake City, Utah, was where she was hunting.
Five kids have gone missing, between the ages of 7 and 12, at first she had thought it was a changeling, but there are no signs as it is one, so she was currently at the library doing research, trying to find any lead as to what it could be.
“Dammit Sammy, I don't really wanna join you in your nerd...” the voice she's been trying to forget for years, stops talking as their eyes meet.
She quickly packs her bag, shaking and muttering under her breath, dropping stuff, she groans until a large hand grabs her shoulder.
“Y/n…” She turns, looking up at the tall hunter.
“Hi, Sam… Dean” she says growls his name, she continues packing her bag, then walks out, Dean just watching her leave.
“You're a fucking idiot,” Sam tells his brother, watching him as he watches her, “you left her, all because you couldn't say those three words,” he says.
Dean ignores his brother, watching Y/n walk away for the second time, “shut up Sam” he says, before storms away, the thing Sam doesn't know, is Dean wanted to say it, he wanted to tell her how he felt, but he couldn't bring himself to it, he couldn't tell her, so he did the one thing he knew he could, push her away.
Y/n mutters, getting to her car, “dick.. asshole, motherfucker” she kicks her tire, shaking her head she leans her head back, blinking the tears away.
Dean watches from the distance, chewing his lip, they had been together for 3 years when he told her to leave, maybe it's for the best.
That night, Y/n is sitting at a bar, smiling gently at the bartender, whom she'd become friends with since being here for a while.
“Listen to me sweetie,” the old woman says, “life's tough, and I know that a man is why you're drinking” she adds.
“But, from what I've seen in your eyes from the moment you walked in here, tells me you still love him, you want to turn away and hide from him, but it's not really what you want.” She says.
“I-I…” she couldn't say anything, she just let her talk.
“I know, I may just be some old bartender, but listen to me sweetie,” she says, “I know love when I see it,” she says, “and judging by mister in the corner, he feels the same”
She looks around, her eyes finding those emerald green ones she learned to hate, or tried.
She shakes her head, “no way.. he told me we were done... he doesn't love me” she states, although her voice falters as she thinks about everything.
The bartender chuckles and nods gently, sliding her a drink again, before she walks away, helping other guests, her eyes wander back towards Dean, the buzz of the alcohol hitting her as she eyes him.
She stands up, walking over to him as she works up the courage.
Dean watches her walk up, hope filling his eyes until his face is feeling a sting.
“I… I deserve that,” he says looking up at her, she shakes her head, glaring at him.
She sits down, chewing at her lip and playing with her fingers,
“Y/n/n listen I..” she cuts him off.
“Don't... I knew from the beginning you wouldn't wanna be with me Dean, but I.. I still made the decision to be with you” she whimpers
He frowns, going to say something else, but she stands up, “you know what.. fuck you Dean, all because you couldn't say I love you, you dumped me! And I... I just started to forget everything, forget you” she says,
“I love you Dean.. well, loved you! You.. you broke me you asshole” she says before she splashes her drink in his face and storming out.
He quickly stands up and follows her.
“Don't follow me Dean” she growls.
He shakes his head, looking at her, he can feel the tears filling his eyes as he chews his lip as he watches her.
She shakes her head, “don't.. don't tell me you actually care Dean! Because if you did, you wouldn't have broken my heart that night! You would have been honest with me, instead of breaking my heart, you knew how I felt Dean! And you know how I get.. I've b-been hurt before and you.. you knew that'’ she whimpers
“You don't understand Y/n! I don't do I love you, okay? I never have and I never will, but God woman! You know I care about you okay? You.. you mean everything to me,” he starts, she turns around, facing him.
He nods, “I-I know.. and I'm sorry, believe me, Y/n, believe me” he whispers, not trusting his voice, she shakes her head before turning again.
“we're done Dean,” she whispered, not looking back at him as she climbs into her car, she pulls away and he can't help as he falls to the ground.
Dean walks back into the bar, shaking his head, once again, losing the woman he loved. He sits at the bar, ordering shot after shot.
Sam found Dean, drunk out of his mind as he pulls his brother from the bar, “come on, let's get you to a shower, and a bed. Let you sleep this off” he states.
Next Morning
Dean groans as he lays in bed, “son of a bitch”
Sam chuckles, “you know what would go really good?” He asks, “a greasy pork sandwich with cigarette ash” he grins, making Dean stand up and run to the bathroom.
Sam laughs louder, throwing his head back as he drinks his water, “this is why you shouldn't have followed her” he states.
“Sam… just shut up” he states, he stands up, cleaning his face, and brushing his teeth.
“I followed her because… because I miss.. I miss her” he says, looking at his hands, he shakes his head.
“I.. I can't keep not being near her, Sam! I can't…” Sam chuckles making Dean glare back at him, “what's so funny?”
“You pushed her away Dean, you broke up with her, and now you're admitting you love her, you miss her, you're pathetic” he says, shaking his head. “Dean, you realize it's been 5 years since she left us, 5 years before you made her leave us” he says.
Dean just looks at him, before he looks down, “i know Sam. I know I did, and I'll get her back.”
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