A Night on the Town

Dean X Reader

Warnings- Reader hurt, a little fluff

“Why don’t you just tell her how you feel Dean, it’s not like she is a mind reader.” Sam said looking at Dean with his ‘duh’ face. “I am not good enough for her, she will leave eventually everyone does if you think about it Sammy how good is our track record with anyone?” Dean replied. Sam shook his head, “Fine then I will tell her, then there is no issues if nothing comes of it you can say I lied.” Sam said. “No Sam, Not one fucking word to her.” Dean replied pointing a finger at Sam. Not realizing that she had walked in from the gym, “Not one word to me about what?” you said raising your eyebrow as you wiped sweat from your neck and cheeks. “Nothing it’s not about you just some chick I used to know” Dean stammered out quickly not knowing what else to say as a cover up.

 “Ok, so anyways we hitting the town tonight or not?” you asked eyeing Dean and Sam. “Yup we sure are” Dean replied. “Sweet, I will be ready in 20 minutes” you replied racing off to your room to take a shower. You walked into the room planning on just grabbing your typical outfit but when you opened your closet you saw the little black dress you hadn’t worn since you first met the boys and start hunting with them. ‘Screw it I’ll dress to the nines tonight’ you said to yourself. After taking a shower, dressing and applying make-up you walked down the hallway to the map room.

Sam looked up at you and smiled, kicking Dean under the table, Dean turned around and saw you and quickly turned his head back to Sam. Looking in Sam’s direction, Dean’s jaw dropped speechless. “Are we going or are y’all staying in tonight cause Im dressed now so im going out whether I have to take Dorothy’s bike or not” you said frankly. It took Dean a few more moments to find his voice. “Nope were ready” Dean said quietly.

Once y’all were at the bar the shots started flowing, after your 6^th shot you were feeling good. The next thing you knew a pretty blonde boy was walking up, “Hello, you’re the prettiest girl in here, do you want to dance?” he asked. He had pretty blue eyes “sure do, see y’all in a sec.” you said to the boys smiling “I might get lucky” you whispered grinning stupidly.  Dean watched as you swayed your way to the dance floor in that short black dress and the blood red stiletto heels. The anger started to build within him as he continued to take shots, slamming them on the table. “Why don’t you just go say something Dean, seriously getting angry isn’t going to help anything she can’t act on your feelings if she doesn’t know they exist?” Sam said. “No, fuck it, Im just gonna go dance.” Dean replied as Sam shook his head sadly. “You don’t dance Dean” Sam replied laughing. Dean winked at him “I do now”. Sam shook his head and held up his hand signaling the waitress he had a feeling this was going to be a long night.

Dean stumbled his way to the dance floor as the song came to an end and Sister Christian began playing. (Y/N) was headed back to the table when Dean said “Hey (Y/N), wait come here” he gestured with his finger. You walked over to him and he placed his hands on your hips and started swaying. “Uh, Dean what are you doing?” you laughed swaying with him awkwardly. “I am dancing, I thought that was obvious” Dean replied not noticing the blonde man had come up to them. “Uh, dude what are you doing? She is with me.” He said looking at Dean. Dean looked down at him anger fleeting across his face. “She ain’t right now so get lost man” Dean said. The blonde took a few steps backwards. “I will be with you in a few, Dean’s a friend.” You said. The Blonde walked off, looking awkward. “Your going back to him?” Dean asked with what looked to be concern on his face. “Well Dean” you started moving your body closer to his leaning into his ear so he could hear you “a woman has needs just like a man” you said. Leaning back and winking, a look of anger crossed Dean’s face. “Dude, what’s up you look pissed did I say something wrong?” “No (Y/N) it’s me that’s wrong, I am all wrong.” Dean replied looking hurt as you nearly stopped dancing. “Hey Dean, Look at me” you took your hand and pulled his face up from looking at the floor “you know you can tell me anything were friends.” You said making him look you in the eyes. “That’s the problem” was all Dean said. “Problem? You don’t want to be my friend?” You said in almost a whisper “Do you want me to leave? Is it because I screwed up on the last hunt? I didn’t know that there was two they caught me off guard.” You replied defensively you had been hunting with the boys for a few months and it was the first time you had messed up and Dean got real angry about it. “Dean stop this and tell me what the fucks going on or im leaving, you know I don’t like playing games.” You said starting to get pissed.

“No don’t leave me please, I know I am being an ass and I am sorry.” He leaned over and kissed your cheek and walked away leaving you standing on the dance floor. As the lyrics rang out “You know those boys don’t want to play no more with you”. Your drunk head took the lyrics to heart and you ran/stumbled out the door into the cold night and started walking towards the bunker. Before you knew it there was the blonde behind you, “Hey don’t leave, I don’t know what he said but just don’t leave.” He begged. “Go back inside Tom I am done for the night I have packing to do” you replied. Toms hands were around you waist turning you toward him, he leaned over attempting to kiss you “No Tom, this isn’t going to happen.” You said pulling out of his grasp. “No wait you’re not going anywhere” Tom growled firmly grasping your wrists, you got real close and yelled “I am not the type to fuck with buddy” as you head butted him.  He reached up and slapped you across the face hard enough to bring blood from your lip.” You were a little dizzy from the blow and the alcohol and you hit the ground hard smacking your head with a sickening thud and then everything started going dark.

“Dean go after her, I don’t care what you said, just go or I will, that blonde followed her out and I have a bad feeling” Sam said. “No she wants him she can have him” Dean said stewing. He looked out the window and heard a yell. Dean bolted from the table and out the door with Sam right behind him. Dean turned the corner to see Tom kick you in the stomach and watched horrified as you were limp on the ground. Dean started to run as Tom heard the footsteps he looked back just in time for Dean to clip him in the jaw. “Don’t fucking touch her you Son of a Bitch.” Dean said pounding on his jaw. Sam grabbed Deans hand and said “Stop Dean go help (Y/N) I will take care of this piece of crap” Sam took Tom by the nape of his neck and lead him back towards the bar. Dean leaned over you and gingerly picked you up and walked back to baby in silence. He placed your limp body in the front seat and shut the door ran around and jumped in the driver seat. Sam jumped in the back as the police showed up to pick up the douchebag. You were still passed out as they got to the garage of the bunker and Dean picked you up and took you to your room, he quickly grabbed the first aid kit and got a clean wash rag wetting it with warm water.

Dean walked towards you seeing you bleeding from the mouth and a large cut on your head, and his stomach turned and anger flared inside. ‘This is all my fault’ Dean thought to himself as he started cleaning the blood from your lip and face. Sam walked in, “How is she doing?” he asked quietly. “She won’t wake up Sammy.” Dean almost cried as he said it. “Maybe we should take her to the hospital it looks like she hit her head pretty hard.” Sam replied. You stirred slightly moaning in pain “No she would kill us.” Dean said as he kept wiping your face, tears sliding down his cheeks. Sam started to back out of the room “Just holler if you need me Dean.” He said as he closed the door. Dean started removing your dress very gently, grimacing at the bruises that were forming on your ribs and arms. He went to your dresser and removed your favorite pajama bottoms and noticed his shirt he thought he lost on a trip tucked in beside them. He pulled it out and smiled tears still flowing down his cheeks. He slid the pajamas on your legs and lifted your back gently to pull them all the way up. He put the shirt over your head and put your arms in the holes like he was dressing a baby with tender touches so that he didn’t touch any of the forming bruising. “We fight monsters and you get yourself hurt by some dick on my watch, I am so sorry (Y/N) please come back to me, I love you,” Dean whispered as he started placing medicine on the cuts on your face. You could hear him talking but your body wouldn’t move, did he just say he loved me? I am delirious you thought to yourself, before succumbing to the darkness that closed in again. You could hear talking “she won’t wake up, why won’t she wake up Sammy?” Dean asked choked up. “She will, just give her sometime she has been through a lot.” Sam replied placing a hand on his brother’s shoulder. Dean hasn’t left your side in 2 days. He slept in a chair right next to you, refreshing the orange juice every few hours so that it would be fresh and ready for you when you woke up.

You stirred, it was dark you couldn’t see anything, you tried to move your arms but they were so weak. You had to pee so badly. You laid there trying to remember what was going on, you faintly remembered a fight with some guy from the bar and Dean, oh Dean he was crying and did he say he loved me? I must have been messed up pretty bad and hearing things, you thought to yourself. You tried to lean up groaning as the pain shot through your entire body. You felt like you had been hit by a truck. The next thing you knew, Dean was whispering “are you ok?” the proximity of his voice made you jump yelping out very loudly. The lamp flipped on and Dean was right there beside you he looked awful. “I need to use the bathroom.” You replied. “Dean picked you up gently carrying you to the bathroom. You started to pull your dress up but it was gone you were in your jammie pants and Deans shirt that you stole. OMG, Dean knows I took his shirt maybe I can play it off later as a laundry mishap. You hooked your fingers in the waist band and tried to pull them down but yelped at the pressure on your ribs the fire that coursed through your body was intense almost unbearable. “Wait let me help you” Dean said your cheeks reddened at the embarrassment. “It’s ok (Y/N), don’t be embarrassed, I am sure you would be helping me out if I was in this position.” He helped you use the bathroom and carried you back to bed. “How long have I been out?” you asked. “Almost 4 days now” Dean replied worried.

“Wow that blows, what the hell happened I remember bits and pieces.” You asked “That dick blonde kid beat the crap out of you but no worries I took care of him.” Dean said, You glared at Dean, “No I didn’t kill him but he probably wishes he was dead, he was charged with assault and attempted rape.” Dean replied. You gasped at the last part. Dean leaned over you and ran his hand through your hair and down the side of your face. “Don’t worry, I am not going anywhere no one will ever touch you again.” He said as you drifted in and out. “Come lay beside me, I am scared Dean” you whispered. You felt him slide into bed next to you and place his arm on your hip on. “Dean did you say you loved me when I was out I remember bits and pieces I think?” you asked but fell asleep before he could answer.

You saw Toms face over yours holding you down to the sidewalk, you began screaming and struggling out of his grasp but you couldn’t move. All you could do was scream and try to fight off your attacker. Dean slightly shook your shoulder “(Y/N) wake up” you stirred jumping and yelping feeling the pain shoot through your ribs. “Whoa there settle down you are going to hurt yourself.” Dean said gently holding you. He leaned over and kissed your lips gently. “Yes (Y/N), I love you, I have for a long time and will for always please don’t leave me” Dean said quietly. “I am not going anywhere I am a tough chick” you smiled and then grimaced as you tried to raise your arm to his face. Dean reached out and grabbed your hand tenderly kissing it. “Stop moving, I am not going anywhere. I will be at your side for as long as you will have me”. You looked into his green eyes and said “for always” as you and Dean both fell asleep.