– Spending a Rainy Day at the Bunker –
Pairing: Reader x Dean
Words: I have honestly NO idea :O
Warnings: Very much fluff
Summary: Spending time with Dean in the bunker
~~~ You heard the raindrops falling against the metal front door of the bunker when Dean came in, laughing and shaking the water out of his short hair. “Phew, a lot of water coming down from up there!” he grinned and winked at you before closing the door and locking it, then walking down to you sitting on top of the table with the big glowing map. You had waited there for him, he had to park Baby in the garage because he didn’t want to listen when you said it would rain. You smirked: “yeah. I told you so, Babe.” He shook his head, laughing. Then he pushed himself between your knees and pulled you against him, making you squeal slightly. “Dean!” You laughed and playfully pushed him away from you. “Now I’m wet, too.” “That was my plan, sweetheart” he smirked. You glared at him before cracking up and smiling. “Fine, let’s get changed, shall we?” You jumped down from the table and walked in front of him. Walking backwards, so you could look at him, you grinned: “c'mon, we can cuddle afterwards!” His eyes lit up and he smiled before following you. Halfway between the library and the room of you two, he grabbed your wrist and stopped. Of course you had to stop too then since he was so much stronger than you. “Wait. We should shower” a cheesy grin appeared on his face, but you smiled softly. “Alright. But only shower” he almost looked disappointed, but when you pulled him into the bathroom, shut the door and started undressing, he had already forgotten about it, admiring your beautiful body. You waved in front of his eyes. “Dean!” You laughed when he slightly blushed and shed his clothes.
After you two showered, you wrapped yourself in towels and walked together into your room, shutting the door behind you and putting on dry, comfortable clothes. You digged trough your wardrobe, now and then glancing at Dean who just stepped into his boxers and pulled them up, now searching for some sweatpants. He knew you were watching, just as you knew he was watching you when you didnt look. It was kind of a little game between the two of you, stealing glances of each other, without getting caught. When one of you got caught, you both would grin widely. You softly shook your head, thinking about just how much you loved this man. You had no doubt about him being the right one, you loved him off limit. “Sweetheart, will you finally decide so we can cuddle?” He joked and came up behind you. You already had put on underwear, but you just didn’t want to wear one of your sleep shirts because all the good ones where down in the laundry room. He laughed when you told him this, then reached out to his part of the closet and grabbing a flannel shirt. You smiled and took it as he handed it to you, then putting it on and closing the buttons. The sleeves were much too long and almost completely swallowed your hands, and the hem of the shirt was right above your knees, but you loved it. It smelled exactly like Dean, with a soft touch of the fabric softener you used. He laughed silently when he watched you cuddling deeper into his shirt, his eyes glowing with love. This was the girl he never wanted to lose. And he felt unbelievable lucky to be the one you were loving. He took your hand in his and softly pulled you toward the bed before holding up the covers. You laughed and crawled under them. You then took them from Dean and held them up for him when he got in right next to you, scooting even closer. He pulled you into his chest and you turned till you could lay you head on his chest, the soft beating of his heart right under your ear. It made you feel calm, because he was alive and right next to you. You were always so frightened when he was out hunting. He looked down at you, softly planting small kisses on your head. He watched as a relaxed, happy smile spread on your lips. And it stayed there, it stayed there the whole time, even as you feel asleep, even when he fell asleep soon after you, feeling home with you in his arms.
