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Amateur Dentistry (WinchestersxReader)

“Oww not that one!”

“Dean you said that one!”

“No the one in the back!”

“That is the one in the back!”

“Will you two stop yelling!” Sam interrupted as he stepped out of the bathroom. He looked to the sofa and saw you standing over Dean’s lap on your knees, looking down at Dean’s open mouth. “What are you even doing?”

“Amateur dentistry, or at least trying to but your brother is making things difficult,” you replied.

“It’s not my fault you can’t take directions!” Dean retorted.

“Just shut up and tell me which one is the problem!” Dean stuck his finger in the back of his mouth, pointing to what he believed was his aching tooth.

“Okay was that so difficult?” you said, grabbing a pair of pliers out of the duffel bag next to Dean.

“Uh are you guys sure about this? I mean we can go to the dentist, it’s not like we have to worry about the bill or anything,” Sam said nervously.

“What’s the point when it can just be done here?” Dean answered, tilting his head back as you placed the pliers in his mouth.

“Okay on the count of three okay? One, two--”

“Wait stop!” Sam interrupted. “Seriously, Dean I will drive you to dentist where it’s safe and the tools are sanitized.”

“Sam stop worrying, it’s fine alright. It will only take a minute here and then were done,” Dean assured. “Just leave if you don’t want to see it.” Sam turned to do just that but before he could reach the door you stopped him.

“No no wait Sam come here!” you called to him.

“I’m not helping if that’s what you’re thinking. I want no part of this,” he sighed, stepping next to you.

“No I just need you as a witness for this one thing, to make sure I get it right. Okay Dean, one more time, just point to the one you want me to take out.” Dean did as you said and you placed the pliers on the tooth. “Alright,” you said turning back to Sam, “that’s the one he pointed to right?”

“Yeah that’s the one,” he confirmed, turning away so he wouldn’t see what was about to happen.

“Okay Dean, on the count of three. One…two…three!” you said as you pulled your arm back as hard as possible.

“AHH SON OF A BITCH!” Dean yelled clapping his hand over his mouth.

“Ha ha I got it!” you exclaimed, holding the pliers over your head while Dean whined and groaned.

“You two are ridiculous I really just don’t understand,” Sam said, shaking his head as he rubbed his hand down his face.

“Hey wait a minute….” Dean said as he felt his mouth. “(y/n) you pulled the wrong one out!”

“No I didn’t that’s the one you said! Sam even saw!”

“I said the one behind it!” he retorted.

“Dean stop yelling you’re getting mouth blood all over me!” you said, jumping off his lap.

“Oh really?” Dean said with a smirk. “You know (y/n), you’ve been so helpful let me give you a kiss of gratitude,” he said stepping closer.

“Dean stop that’s gross,” you said backing up.

“Aww cmon I just want to show you how grateful I am!” he said, lunging toward you. You yelped and jumped out of the way then turned and ran out of the motel room door.

“(Y/n) come back!” he said chasing after you. “I just want you to feel appreciated!”

“You’re so gross Winchester!” you laughed, running throughout the parking lot while Dean chased you.

“You’re not supposed to run around in parking lots!” Sam yelled from the door as a reversing car almost hit you. “And stop throwing rocks at each other!”

You and Dean didn’t listen to him and kept running around the parked cars, chucking rocks, sticks, and whatever else you could find at each other.  He was going to yell something else but the motel manager beat him to it. The manager came out yelling about keeping the noise down but a badly aimed stick from Dean hit him right in the face, cutting him off midsentence. This time when the man yelled he ran towards you and Sam watched as you and Dean ran around the block and out of sight. The manager pursued you but within a few moments he came back, grumbling and out of breathe. Sam couldn’t help but smile as he heard yours and Dean’s laughter echoing off the nearby buildings. Apparently, the manager could also hear the laughter and he turned to glare at Sam. Sam gave an awkward wave and went back in room, quickly shutting the door behind him. Looks like it was time to find a new motel.