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[bonniebird]

Hunter’s Prom (young Dean Winchester X Fem!Character)

Hunter’s Prom: Dean Winchester fluff

Summary:  You get stood up by your prom date and Dean saves the day.

Word Count: 851

Warnings: cute fluff, some kissing.

Dean was watching you as you ran around the house, demanding the boys to collect items of clothing for you. It was amusing for the oldest Winchester to watch you dress up in a silky prom dress instead of your usual denim shorts and army boots.

"Why are you even going, isn't your mom coming to take you for a hunt tomorrow?" Dean asked playfully. You rolled your eyes at him and he chuckled.

"I'm a hunter Dean, crashing at Bobby's and going to school with you two dummies is the closest I'm going to get to normal and normal means prom night." You said quickly. He smiled and nodded, as if he understood where you were coming from and left you to finish curling your hair.

The cold night whipped at your skin. The thigh length ballet style prom dress offered no protection from the icy cold. 

Your date still hadn't come to pick you up. Dean had dropped you off outside the corner café near the school, you couldn't call Bobby because he'd left the three of you alone for the weekend, you're sure as hell weren't walking home in your light blue satin pumps that matched the colour of your dress. They were giving you blisters just from standing on the corner.

A car pulled up next to you and your groaned when you realised it was Dean in one of Bobby's run down trucks, he'd tried to convince his father to leave the Impala but to no avail, so he'd gotten stuck with the pickup.

"You still here I dropped you off two hours ago." He said, his brow furrowed at the thought of you being alone in the dark.

"I'm fine Dean I'm sure he'll be here soon." You whispered hopelessly. He sighed and leaned across the car, popping the door so you could climb in. He pulls up outside your school a few minutes later and you spot your date with one of the girls on the cheer squad.

"Son of a bitch." He growled and you had to grip onto his arm to stop him from flying out of the car and beating the life out of the drunken teen. He looked down at you for a moment, seeing through your fake smile with ease, he'd spent every free moment with you and Sammy. He could tell when you were upset.

"Come on I have an Idea." He muttered. He sent a text to someone and started the car up again, pulling out of the school parking lot and heading back to Bobby's at a very slow pace.

"Stay here ok, wait until I come back." Dean whispered to you, smiling and winking at you when you shot him a weary glance.

You waited, watching Dean and Sam run back and forth from the house with wires and other bits and pieces. After a few minutes Dean came back, you smiled when he pulled open your door and lifted you onto the ground the way he used to when you were much younger.

He led you through the many cars and stopped when he came to a circle of cars. The ground was covered with balloons and streamers and rock was quietly filling the air as you realised the circle was in fact lit by the headlights of the cars that surrounded them. You smiled when he shrugged off his leather jacket and span you so you were flush with his chest.

In one swift movement his arm wrapped around your waist while the other linked with your hand, you began to dance slowly together, smiling as he lent his head down to yours. He began to sing along with the song, his breath making your skin tingle. He span you around and let go of your hand. When you turned back to him he ducked down a little so you could wrap your arms around his neck.

The rhythm slowed as another song began and he couldn't help but grin as he sang along, leaning his head on yours. For a moment you'd forgotten that you were in a junk yard dancing with your childhood friend. The arm he'd wrapped around your waist tightened and he pulled you up, dipping his face to yours and pressing your lips to his.

One hand cupped your face while the other moved across your back, holding you up, as your legs buckled. He grinned when you pulled away and looked at him wide eyed.

"How's your normal prom night going?" Dean asked awkwardly. You kissed his cheek and stepped away from him as the night grew colder, letting him throw his musty leather jacket around your shoulders, as you headed inside.

"Who wants a normal prom, this is a hunter's prom.... So much better." You mumbled grinning up at Dean who was staring at you in an odd way. He swallowed and nodded before shuffling away from you.

[jared-misha-jensen]

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