Supernatural X Reader

Meow? ~ Dean x Reader

Of course it happened. Obviously it would. Witches were bitches. That was your new motto. (What's a motto? Nothin' what's a motto with u?) You hated this.

You hated your tail. Your ears. Your whiskers. Everything about being a cat angered you at this point. You'd been stuck as a cat for only a few days and you already hated it.

Sam and Dean had taken you back to the bunker, because Sam thought that you may have been the witch's familiar, but after he'd proven that wrong, they left you alone for the most part.

You see, the two idiots had absolutely no idea you were a cat. They thought you had been taken by the witch. Despite your best attempts, they still couldn't get the message.

You were currently sleeping on Dean's lap, enjoying the warmth your boyfriend was giving off. He refused to love on you in front of Sam because: "I'm a man, and that cat is annoying, I'm trying to find ____."

You had clawed at him when he said your name, trying to send him the message it was you, but he didn't get it. Your attempt only got you thrown on the floor.

But when Sam was gone, it was a totally different story. Dean searched you out when he was alone. He would pick you up and pull you to his chest. He would give you some milk while Sam only allowed you water. He gave you votes of his pie. His pie. His most prized possession.

You hated being a cat, but you were okay with how Dean treated you.

Then of course Castiel had to ruin it.

He appeared in the bunker and turned to you.

"____, it seems you've gotten yourself into trouble," Castiel noticed.

"That's not ____," Dean said to Cas, "it's our new mascot."

"Well it may not be ____ in the flesh, but it's certainly their soul," Cas told the human.

Dean looked at you and then stood from his seat, leaving you to jump off so you wouldn't end up on the floor.

After that Dean ignored you. Well, he didn't ignore you but there was no more pie, there was no more milk, and there was no more petting. You would push against his legs, but he would never do anything other than push you away.

You started getting mean. You clawed up his sheets and purposefully shed on everything he owned.

Sam managed to find a cure to the spell a few days after Cas dropped by. You would be human again in no time.

You stood on your feet, feeling weird on two legs instead of four.

"Welcome back," Dean said from the doorway, coming forward to hug you.

You pushed him away.

"Wha-?" He questioned.

"You were a bitch to me when you found out I was the cat," you stated. "I actually enjoyed your company and then you were a dick."

"Sorry about that," Dean muttered. "But I need you to see me as someone who can protect you, and if I am fawning over a cat, I'm not a good protector."

"You are a dumbass," you laughed. "I don't fucking care if you protect me, I can handle myself. Plus, I like cute things and I'm a BAMF, so you can like cats if you want."

Dean hugged you. "Thanks. You were a really cute cat by the way."

"Well I'm a really cute human, too."

"That you are."

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