#therapyandprozac

[therapyandprozac]

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[therapyandprozac]

Hey! Just a drabble idea since you requested some. Maybe Dean x reader where the reader is plus sized and doesn't take any of Dean's flirting seriously because of it? Thanks love!

Hiiiiiii!!!! Thank you so much for all the requests, keep em coming I’m so inspired to write these fun lil projects.

Rating sfw! about 1000 words, this is my first one of these, not beta read we die like men folks🙂‍↕️

You work in a coffee shop, a little cafe, in a little town out in the Midwest. Like every other day you ventured into work, you saw your usuals and your co-workers. Boring is the word you’d use to describe most your shift until the stereotypical bell rings again and you look up once again today, this time to see a man in a leather jacket with hardened eyes . His gaze shifts to you and his eyes softens, he takes a a subtle double take as him and a shaggy haired man sit at one of the booths.

“My table.” You say to the hostess walking out from behind the counter not even letting her finish writing it down.

”Hello darlings welcome to Cleo’s where its breakfast all the time!” You go through your schpeel and feel your cheeks heat up as he continues to smile at you with that side coy smile. Who even is this guy? Why doesn’t he think this is embarrassing like you do. You sigh a soft exhale to calm your nerves and keep going. “How can I help you two this fine morning?” You say though its 5pm right now, you hate this job but its better than nothing. Corny joke aside, the younger looking brother starts his order and you notate it for the chef. The one making you hot under the collar starts his order and you make sure to notate his order too because your too busy day dreaming about what it would feel like to run your fingers through his hair. “It’ll be right up boys!” You saunter off with a big smile, if you looked behind you you’d see the hot one shamelessly staring at your ass as you walk back behind the counter.

You pour his coffee and gather a tiny plate with cream and sugar before walking it over to their table.

“Your coffee, sir.” Your bright smile fills the air with sunshine that you can’t even see, but he can. He keeps looking over at you when you’re not looking only catching him as he quickly looks away.

“Thank you beautiful.” His cocked smile directed right at you, those warm eyes only focused on you. You can’t believe it full denial takes over “It couldn’t be me, not me, him he can’t, he doesn’t think,” Your brain floods with thoughts of negativity as his coiffed hair pulls you in for more. You laugh politely hoping he doesn’t see the heat rising in your cheeks.

_______ Dean’s POV_______

“Damn, did I fuck that up?” I ask Sam as she walks back behind the counter and I can’t help but stare at her ass again. “She’s so hot, how do I get with her?”

“Shoot your shot dude, she’s been drooling over you since you walked in.” Sam encourages a little out of character for him, but very welcome with how taken I seem to be with this one.

“Thanks.” Without another word I leave Sam behind.

“Not now, the job Dean!” He sighs and I chuckle closing the distance between me and the counter top. She turns around to see me, seemingly caught by surprise by how her eyes widen.

“This coffee is hot, is just like,” a chuckle and point at the beautiful woman in front of me. A I've used a lot admittedly, to the point where Sam is probably rolling his eyes. I’m really hoping this time is different as she looks down to my mostly empty

_____Reader POV_____

‘Okay so he likes me!’ Is what runs through your head as you gaze into his mug. You smile and turn to the coffee pot, grabbing the pot and turning to fill his cup.

“This cup is steamy, like you and me.” You smile and wink as you pour his coffee, he laughs and you enjoy the sound. “Did it work on you?” You lean in to whisper across the counter. He nods with a beaming smile.

“Oh yeah.” He tilts his head and you can feel his breath on your skin. Is he going to kiss you, at work, a total stranger? With a breathy laugh he pulls away and makes such gentle eye contact with a saucy smile. He walks back to his table and you admire him as he walks away glancing to the man with him chuckles as your eyes widen, whoops. You get back to work and try to ignore the blatant flirting. The shaggy haired one approaches you and you greet him with a smile.

“His weakness is pie.” Says the shaggy haired man as he hands you a pile of cash to pay for their order. “and keep the change.” He smiles walking out to their car.

Quickly you decide to take a chance so you run to the kitchen returning to find dean on his way out but not quite gone yet

“Wait up,” You shout after him and he turns to look at you, soft eyes still as welcoming as ever “Pie, call me sometime handsome.” You hand him a slice of piping hot apple pie in a fogged up container, with your number written on the box. He flashes you that coy smile and winks at you before seeing himself out. Your heart races and the calm rest of the day is welcome, you basically dance around the cafe with how happy your heart is.

Thank you so much for reading 💖

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