Supernatural One Shots

What You Started

Dean x Reader

This was a request by the wonderful @NyctoNyx, thank you for the requests! I hope this is what you wanted!

Washing Baby after a hunt uncovers more than just the car

Walking through the bunker you smiled while passing the boys bedrooms, both had loud snores coming from under the doors. You'd all returned from a hunt late last night, simple salt & burn but that ghost had definitely put up a fight. After getting home everyone had immediately grabbed showers and headed to bed, exhausted from the late night of hunting and travelling.

Waking up before the guys you decided to kill some time, after straightening up the kitchen and war room you looked around for anything else you could do. Thinking quickly you remembered leaving your favorite book in the back seat of the impala. Heading to the garage you stopped in your tracks noticing Baby seemed a little worse for wear. Being so tired last night you hadn't realized how dirty she'd gotten on those back roads.

Deciding she could use a good bath you began gathering everything you would need. Luckily for you Dean had already parked her above the drains in the garage, probably knowing he'd need to wash her. Filling a bucket and grabbing some clean rags you stopped beside a table to turn on the small radio Dean kept there. Finding a station currently playing ACDC you smiled.

Rinsing off the hood and setting aside the hose you bent over to wet a rag and began uncovering the beautiful car. Listening to the music and getting lost in your work you never noticed the oldest Winchester standing in the doorway, arms crossed and a smile on his face. Watching as you began rinsing the suds from the hood and began working on the roof he suddenly got an idea.

Walking quietly forward he crept up behind you, slowly lifting the hose he smiled wide and raised it high. Cold water hit your back making you jump sky high and yelp. Turning around you saw Dean standing there with the hose, laughing his head off.

"Damnit Dean!"

Laughing loudly and shaking his head Dean walked forward, "Sorry sweetheart, couldn't resist."

Rolling your eyes you turned around to continue your work, "Whatever, just pick up a rag."

Saluting you and grabbing one Dean moved to stand beside you and wash off the back door. A few minutes in you decided pay back was in order. While he was distracted trying to scrub mud out of the window sill you moved behind him towards the bucket. Checking once more that he wasn't looking you picked it up. Stepping closer and trying to contain a giggle you quickly lifted the bucket, pouring the contents over Deans head. Sputtering and shaking his head he turned around to give you a shocked look.

Laughing out loud you couldn't help but smile wide at him, he looked like he'd been dunked in a bubble bath. Breathing in you tried to get your giggling under control, "Serves you right Winchester."

Nodding his head you watched as Dean turned and set his rag on top of the car, turning back towards you and bending over you realized too late that the hose was laying beside his foot. Shaking your head you began backing away, "Dean, no you deserved that one! We're even! Don't you dare..."

Spraying you with the hose he began laughing and moving forward. Turning to run around the car you only made it a few steps before an arm shot out to wrap around your waist, warm breath tickled your neck as you struggled to escape. "Oh no, swetheart, you started it, now I'm gonna finish it." Before you coud say anything he brought the hose forward to spray down your shirt.

Yelping loudly you once again struggled to get away, in the process knocking the hose from his hand. As it hit the ground you both froze, sharing a look you dove at the same time to grab it. Reaching it first you immediately began spraying Dean and laughing in victory. Holding up his hands Dean tried to surrender, "Okay okay Uncle! I give!"

Nodding your head you made the mistake of turning around to walk away, making it two steps you felt something cold and wet drop down the back of your shirt. "Ah! Dean stop!" Trying to reach around to retrieve the rag from your shirt you shot him a look and stuck out your tongue. Finally getting it you balled it up tightly before throwing it at him. Since you were only a foot apart you hit him square in the chest, catching it and giving you a smirk he moved towards you. Backing up you cursed when you felt the car at your back, no room left to run.

"Okay Dean you win!"

Stopping right in front of you he smiled, and not just any smile. You suddenly noticed how it actually reached his eyes, how bright the green seemed. His wet hair stuck up awkwardly and you couldn't help but think how dorky and adorable he looked. Dean leaned forward, resting both hands on either side of your body.

"You put up a good fight, but I always win sweetheart." This close Dean couldn't help but notice the way your chest rose and fell with each breath, your wet hair hung loose and he reached forward to brush a wet strand behind your ear. Looking into your eyes his breath seemed to catch in in his throat. Stealing a quick glance at your lips and back up to your eyes he saw himself reflected in the y/e/c orbs.

You both seemed to lean forward at the same time, resting your hand on his chest you were in a state of shock this was actually happening right now. Just as your noses touched the sound of the garage door opening startled you both, causing Dean to jump back.

"Hey guys what's going on?"

Clearing your throat you smiled at Sam, "Nothing just thought I'd give Baby a bath when your brother decided to start a water fight." Chancing a look at Dean you noticed he wouldn't meet your gaze, picking his rag back up and continuing to work on the back window.

Squinting his eyes at the way you both seemed slightly out of breath and red faced Sam decided to let it go. "Okay well I think I found us another case, banshee in Wyoming, you guys in?" Nodding your head you moved to turn off the radio. "Yeah let me change and pack, I'll meet you guys back here in twenty."

Moving to quickly escape the awkward situation you went straight to your room, stopping along the way to grab a towel from the bathroom. Once dried off and in clean clothes you began throwing everything you would need into your duffle bag. All the while thinking of what happened in the garage. You'd always had a crush on Dean, but never in your wildest dreams would you imagine him feeling the same.

Although, he did lean in too, you clearly weren't the only one caught up in the moment. But he did act as though nothing happened when Sam showed up. Shaking your head and zipping up your bag you decided you were imaging things, Dean wasn't really into you, only caught up in the fun earlier. Opening your door you were surprised to see him standing there, arm raised as though he planned to knock.

"Oh, um, hey."

Tilting your head to the side you moved to hang your bag over your shoulder, "Hey, was I taking too long? I'm ready now if..."

"No! Um, no your fine I just. Well I, " for once in his life Dean seemed at a loss for words. Come on damnit get your act together, your never like this with women!

"Dean? You okay?"

Leaning forward he brought one hand up behind your head and quickly pulled you forward to crash his lips against yours. Surprised at first it took a moment before you began kissing him back, laying both hands on his chest.

Breaking away a moment later he smirked at you, tracing your cheek with his thumb, "Just wanted to finish what you started sweetheart." With a wink he took the bag from your shoulder and began walking back down the hall and towards the garage. Standing there in shock you smiled wide and brought a finger up to your lips, reaching to turn off your light and close the door you rushed to catch up to Dean. Siding your hand into his as you both made your way through the bunker, grinning as Deans thumb began rubbing circles into your hand along the way.