Trialed Love (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Chapter Ten: Getting Comfortable

After the stress of not knowing whether you were allowed to stay or not had left you began to get comfortable around the Winchesters. The three of you had taken a couple of days off of hunting so you could relax. That and there wasn't much going on anyways.

    You woke up one morning and the entire bunker was freezing. You expected it to happen as the seasons began to change from Summer to Fall. You climb out of your warm bed and set your feet on the cold floor beneath you. You rushed to put on some warmer clothes. You grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie out of the dresser drawer. You pulled on the clothes and realized that the hoodie was way too big to be yours, you didn't seem to care that much. You put on a pair of fuzzy socks and walked into the bathroom. You brushed your teeth and hair and washed your face. You walked out of the bathroom and found yourself walking towards the intoxicating smell of coffee. You ended up in the kitchen where the two brothers sat, neither one of them looking up when you walked in. Both of them were still in their pajamas, Sam was at the table reading while Dean was making some food. You pulled out a coffee cup from the cupboards and poured yourself some scolding hot coffee.

    "Good morning Dean, good morning Sam." You said, finally breaking the silence.

    "Good morning (Y/N), did you sleep well," Dean said over his shoulder before plating the pancakes he had made for the three of you.

    "Yeah, I did. It is freezing in this bunker though. I woke up a frigid mess." You couldn't help but joke.

    "Is that Dean's hoodie?" Sam questioned as he finally looked up from his book.

    "I guess, it was on my dresser so I'm going to assume it got mixed up in the laundry." You smiled faintly as you took a seat next to Sam.

    "You can wear it, for now, I'm not using it. Besides, it looks good on you." Dean stated so nonchalantly, but for some reason his words made your heart flutter.

    "So Dean Winchester thinks I look good?" You smirked as you waited for Dean's reaction.

    "Well yeah, Sam agrees to. Don't ya Sammy." Dean placed the food down on the table.

    "Yeah I'm not going to lie, you are a very attractive person (Y/N)" Sam smiled before he took a bite of his food. You swallowed the food that was in your mouth before you spoke.

    "You guys are just saying that so I make more of those cookies aren't you?" You raised an eyebrow at the now guilty looking brothers.

    "What can we say, those cookies were awesome." Dean cheerfully said before taking a sip of his coffee.

    "Well, you're lucky I have some free time and the supplies I need to make them. I can whip up a batch or two in a couple hours." You smile, knowing that that would make the boy's day.

    "That would be amazing, thanks (Y/N)" Sam said, a satisfied tone in his voice.

    You walked back to your room to grab some new underwear to change into after your shower. You opened the door and right before you get into the bathroom you hear Dean.

    "Nice panties, sweet cheeks." He laughed knowing it was making you upset. "Seems like I always get the pleasure of bumping into you when you are holding a pair of lacy underwear, only this time they're red." A smile was still plastered on his smug face.

    "Seems so, too bad you'll never be able to see them on me." You snapped back before closing yourself in the bathroom.

    "You say that now, but things can change." His muffled voice flowed through the wooden door.

    You turned on the shower and stripped your clothes as you waited for the water to warm up. Once the water was as hot as you could tolerate you got in. You washed your hair and body as well as shave your legs. You soaked in the warmth for as long as you could before you heard a knock on the door and Sam yelling something.

"(Y/N) you've been in there for thirty minutes! Dean and I still need to shower."

"Why can't you guys go use one of the other bathrooms." You shouted back.

"Because you know full well that this bathroom has the best water pressure." He replied, his voice softer than before. You sighed before shutting off the water and getting out. You quickly wrapped a towel around yourself before grabbing your clothes and opening the door.

"You happy?" You said before Sam moved out of the doorway for you.

At the end of the hall, you saw Dean walking towards his room. He looked up once he saw you walking towards him. His eyes were wide because of the shock.He was finally able to mutter some words.

"Wow, that is a short towel." Was all Dean could manage to get out. His eyes were practically glued on your wet body.

"Take it in because this is all that you're probably ever going to see." You say as a small smirk finds its way onto your face.

"I wouldn't bet all your money on that," Dean said, vanishing into the doorway of his room.

You soon got into your room and were finally able to change. You put on the underwear you had just pulled out and the sweatpants but opted for a tank top instead of the hoodie you were just wearing not long ago. You walked to Dean's room, the hoodie in hand before you knocked on the door. You waited a couple of seconds before Dean answered the door.

"You're finally coming to your senses." Dean joked before moving out of the doorway to let you in.

"No, I'm just returning your hoodie. I'm assuming you'll want it since it's about to get cold." You held out the black hoodie towards Dean.

"You can keep it, I wasn't kidding when I said it looked good on you." His voice was now serious, it sounded low and husky.

    "A-are you sure?" You stuttered, as you soon realized you were becoming flustered by Dean's voice.

"Yeah, and on top of that, I want to take you out. Like on a date." He said as he took a step closer to you.

"I'd like that." Was all you managed to say before you began to walk out of the room.

"Be ready by six tomorrow," Dean said as you left his room.

You walked into the library as you processed what just happened. You couldn't help but smile. Though on the outside you always seemed uninterested in Dean romantically, on the inside though, a part of you was always wanting to pull him in and kiss his plump lips, ever since that night in the garage at least.