#and ended up taking her for the night because he works 24hour shifts and doesn’t currently have a permanent address

[smol-and-grumpy]

Something Just Like This - CH19

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean Winchester, mobster boss. He’s a little cocky, a lot ruthless and more often than not, short tempered. But he’s also, Dean Winchester, a war veteran and hero who suffers under a shit ton of PTS. He met her in a bar and thinks it’s fate that brought her to him. Little does he know why she’s really here.

Warning: NSFW

WC: 3186

SERIES MASTERLIST

Dean drives Y/N home to his place because she still has her car there. And it’s hard to concentrate next to him because he has his shirt folded back, revealing his forearm in the process. She can see every vein, every muscle moving, every freckle on the skin she knows is soft, can see the tense in his jaw when the traffic is slow. 

He tilts his head towards her when he sees her watching him, smiles a little and rests his hand on her thigh, squeezing and stroking her. “What is it?” 

“Nothing,” She lies.

Because that’s the thing. She can’t possibly say that she loves him, can she? Love is such a strong word but she enjoys being with him, enjoys his hands on her, his fingers in her. Enjoys how he can annoy the fuck out of her, enjoys that she can wind him up. Enjoys the way he talks to her in bed. Enjoys how much he cares because nobody did ever care. Not the same level as he does. 

Dean raises an eyebrow but doesn’t say anything, just keeps on driving. That’s also something she likes. The way he never questions her further when he knows that she doesn’t want to talk about it. 

He parks in the garage and they get out. “You coming up before you leave? I need to ask you something.” 

She wonders what he wants to ask her. Is he breaking up with her? Because that would be a lame move to fuck her first. “Yeah, sure.” 

All her worries subside when he crowds her against the elevator wall and smiles down at her before he kisses her soft and sweet.

Y/N knows that she should be leaving now since she needs to go home to get changed and there’s still Linda she needs to talk to before she has to be back at the Roadhouse. They step inside and immediately Cuddles comes running towards her, meows until she picks him up and strokes his head. 

“Right.” Dean huffs out, “He’s apparently your cat now.”

“Shush,” She says, rubs her nose to the cats. “I’m just nicer to him and call him by his name.”

“So the thing I want to talk to you about,” Dean takes off a key from his key chain. “I have to go out of town to check on some logistics. I’ll be back in a day, two tops.”

“Okay?” She sends him a questioning look. Wonders why he’s telling her that.

“Would it be okay for you to check up on him?” He points his chin towards Cuddles.

“Dean, he has a name!” 

“Fine,” Dean rolls his eyes. “Would you please look after Cuddles when I’m gone?”

“Uh..” She pretends to think about it. “Yeah, sure.” 

Dean exhales heavily. 

Did he really think she wouldn’t do it? 

“Great,” He says, “You could maybe come here after your shift, and I don’t know, stay until you have to go in again so you don’t have to drive around that much.” 

It’s more of a mumble the way he talks, and she thinks it’s cute. 

“Okay, sounds good.”

He smiles, “Yeah?”

“Of course.”

“Okay,” He hands the key to her and some device kinda thing. “This one’s to get into the garage. And that’s the key to the apartment. I’ll restock the fridge. Feel free to use everything you want.”

“Wait, you don’t have any cameras set up to watch me while I’m here, do you? Like hypothetically, if I would dance around naked, would you see that? Would that be on the internet?”

He laughs, “No, I don’t.” He kisses her forehead and Cuddles let out a little hiss. “Hey, you’re supposed to be my cat!” He tells the cat but then turns his attention to her. “Although I’d love to see you dancing naked around my apartment. No, but you’re safe.”

“Good,” She breathes relief.

“I have someone watching you, though. So don’t freak out about that.”

“Adam?”

“No.”

“Awe, I quite liked Adam.” 

“You don’t even know Adam.”

“But I would like to get to know him.” She grins and winks.

Cuddles jumps out of her arm, walks over to his food and Dean takes the opportunity to grab her around her waist to pull her closer. “You wanna make me jealous?”

“Are you?” She wraps her arms around his neck, kisses his jaw, working her way up to his lips. 

“Dammit, I can never let you leave if you don’t stop this.”

“Alright, alright.” She snorts out a laugh, and they part but he’s still holding her close.

***

She goes home to pack her things, because she’s going to be staying at Dean’s for a couple of nights until he’s back. While she does some packing, she calls Linda and puts her on speaker. 

“Wow, you’re still alive!” Linda says and it’s good that she can’t see Y/N rolling her eyes.

“I was just busy, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, I heard from Meg, she said Winchester talked about you and thinks very highly of you.”

Y/N bites on her bottom lip. So Meg is Miss unicorn bikini. “You brought Meg into this? Where is she working?”

“Yeah, we had to. It’s better to have all fronts covered. She’s working in one of Crowley’s club. Doesn’t really specializes on Winchester but also on the others who frequent there.”

“What did Winchester say about me?” She closes her eyes, hopes that Meg didn’t tell Linda about things Y/N doesn’t want her to know. 

“Just that he’s probably very attracted to you.” 

Ah.

“I mean, he’s a good looking guy.” She says then. 

“Y/N, please don’t tell me you have a crush on him? I’d have to pull you out.”

“No, no. It’s not like that.”

“Good. Listen, I’m trying to get someone into his organization. Like for real.”

“Don’t.” Y/N says. “Not now.”

“Why’s that?”

“Listen, I know that there’s a snitch. Someone’s working as a double agent for Lucifer and Winchester. He found out and now he doesn’t trust anyone. It wouldn’t be wise to get someone in right now.”

“You’re probably right.” Linda says, her voice is surprisingly calm but adds, “Where do I place this guy though?”

“Who?”

“Arthur Ketch. He came as a weird exchange thing between us and the MI6. They promised him some great adventure.”

“Ugh.” Y/N exhales. 

“You can pretend he’s your estranged brother from another mother who went to live with relatives in England.”

“Linda,” It’s a warning. “No. Find something else for him.”

She can hear the older woman breathing out. “I know. I’ll try, the pressure from above grows.”

“I’ll try my best on my end, okay? Please give me time. Any news about the big coup?” Y/N asks, kind of trying to avert the conversation away from the subject of Dean and her. 

“Meg found out that it’s been postponed back a couple of months. Something with logistics and not finding the right people on time.”

Oh, that’s why Dean has to go and check for himself.

“Okay, will you update me? I’ll try to listen around here too.”

“Of course. Take care, alright?”

“I will, Linda.”

She hangs up, puts her phone on the charger and continues packing. She doesn’t feel good lying to Linda. Not at all. But she can’t not lie about it. 

Y/N sighs. It’s a fucking mess.

***

Around 9PM, Dean walks in with Cas and she’s a bit taken aback because she didn’t think she’d be seeing him for a couple of days. 

He smiles when he walks towards the bar. 

Y/N sees that he’s changed his pants, probably because he has to look presentable and should avoid wearing pants with stains on them. Not that he ever did not look presentable, though.. And right about now? He looks like a fucking main course and it’s not fair. Not fair that he has to leave, and not fucking fair that even though she’s been fucked twice in 24hours that she still wants more, feels empty on the inside and as soon as she sees Dean, she starts to clench down there and it’s around nothing. 

It’s a whole new feeling. She never had this before. Never enjoyed sex that much, and to be fair, none of her previous partners made her feel the way Dean makes her feel. And that again, ain’t fucking fair.

He nods at the guy in black who’s been here and has watched her since her shift started. She didn’t bother to ask him for a name. 

“Why the pout?” Dean asks when he came to stand beside her, his fingers pushing under her chin, tilting her head up. 

“I’m frustrated.” She says, because it’s the truth. 

There’s a crease between his eyebrows, he also purses his lips, making his dimples shown. “About what?”

“That you look so good,” She mumbles, and adds, “And that you’re leaving.”

Dean thumbs over her pout, pushes the finger between her teeth when she opens her mouth for him. “Fuck,” He mutters, “You certainly aren’t making it easy for me either. And you’re wearing a damn skirt again.”

“Well, welcome to my world.” And then it’s like she only realizes it now that Dean had no business being here when he should be leaving, so she asks, “Why are you here?” 

“Came to get Ash. Well, actually, Ash could have come over himself but I wanted to see you.” He says it like it’s the most normal thing, without turning red or anything and that, frustrates her, too.

She raises an eyebrow at that and he chuckles, thumbing at it to bring it down again before he bends down to kiss her. “Where’s Ellen?”

“She’s having a headache, and went to lie down for an hour.”

“And Ash?” 

She shrugs, “Haven’t seen him.”

“Okay, wait here.” He says, and walks through the door in the back.

Y/N takes another order, taps some more beer. She can see Castiel talking to the man in black. They seem to be deep in conversation and she wonders what they’re talking about. 

Dean walks back into the bar, his grip around Ash’s collar. “Ash here will take over for a while, aren’t you, Ash?” 

Ash looks at Dean and her and then something clicks in him. “Oh, yeah, sure. But not too long, we should be leaving, you know that.” 

Dean is holding out a hand for her, “Come on,” He mouths at her, and she can’t hide the smile that spreads on her face.

He pushes through the door, walks straight to Ash’s room all while pulling her behind. And damn him and his long legs. She has trouble keeping up.

“What are we doing here?” 

Dean closes the door before he attacks her mouth, kissing her roughly, his big palms cradling her face. 

He loosens the grip on her then, his hands working between them, unbuttoning his suit jacket and takes it off while his lips are still attached to hers. 

Their breathing gets heavy and Dean breaks the kiss, making them take a deep breath to collect themselves.

“What do you want?” He asks her.

She’s a little startled by the question. “What?” 

“I’ll give you everything you want, just tell me what you want.” He talks low, it’s almost a whisper.  

Shit, what does she want? She wants him. That’s what she wants.

Y/N’s hands travel down his body, palms at his dick through his pants and he lets out a broken moan at the touch. 

“I want you to fuck me,” She breathes out.

“Christ!” Dean curses, “We don’t have time to prepare you properly.” He says it like it’s a fact and then he looks around. “And Ash’s room is kinda filthy. I was hoping you’d say that you want me to eat you out.” And then it’s as if she can see that his brain is working, thinks about what to do next and comes up with a plan, as if she can see the bulb lighting up above his head. “Okay, okay.”

Dean walks to Ash’s bed, unbuckles his belt and pushes his pants down past his knees along with his underwear. He sits on the bed, signaling for her to come over. His cock is rock hard and leaking. Looks delicious actually and she’d love to have a taste. She never went down on him, never had the chance really because he’d always put her first. And even if she could now, she knows that there’s no time because she’s selfish, she wants it inside of her.

He spits in his hand, strokes himself as he waits, his fingers twist at the tip, it’s mesmerizing to watch. “Get rid of the skirt,” His voice is deep. 

Y/N pushes her skirt down, steps out of them, hooks her fingers through her panties but he interrupts her. 

“No, leave them on. Come here.”

She walks closer and he lifts up her top, kisses her belly. Her hands are in his hair when he looks up, “You’re so beautiful.” 

It sends goosebumps throughout her body.

He rubs her through her panties with one hand, his fingers stroking at her crotch. “Are you wet enough? Fuck, I would eat you out if we had time.” 

“We don’t, so sit back and let me, alright?” She says, a grin on her face. 

“So fucking bratty.” He snorts and helps her climb up onto his lap.

Y/N pushes her panties aside, he keeps her upright, one of his hands behind her back and the other on her ass. She takes him into her hands, enjoys the feel of it and then she starts to stroke him a little. 

Dean breathes hard, “Baby, I don’t think I’ll last. You just turn me on so fucking much. If you keep doing that, I’ll come before I’m inside of you.”

“Okay, okay.. Alright,” She says, panting too. Taking his cock, she places it at her entrance, rubs it over her wetness a couple of times. It feels so good. So good that she’s losing herself in the motion. 

“Will you please, for the love of god, sit on my cock? What you’re doing is pure torture.” He whines and it’s desperate and cute, she almost laughs out loud.

Slowly, she sits down, let the head of his dick breach her entrance and she breathes heavily, balancing out the stretch she feels. 

“Just—” His voice comes out choked, “Fuck— Just go as deep as you want. I’m okay with whatever you want.”

She nods, bottom lip between her teeth as she sinks lower, tries to get him as deep as she can without any preparation. It burns and stings a little when he’s halfway in and she sees him squinting his eyes, his hands behind her gripping at her flesh. He’s trying his best not to fuck up into her, she knows that.

“Okay,” Y/N says, “Okay,” She moves up and down, trying to take in more with each downward movement. She knows that there’s not enough time but she wants to take all of him in, so badly. 

“You’re doing great, baby. That’s it, you’re fine. I got you.” Dean tries to encourage her. 

When she indeed succeeds in sitting down completely, she chuckles out a laugh. Beams from ear to ear. “Oh, wow,” She says, her breathing is heavy. 

“Christ, you feel so fucking good, baby.” Dean pushes a strand of hair out of her face, kisses her, and rests his forehead on hers. “Just go as fast or as slow as you want, alright?”

She nods, “Yeah, okay.” 

His hands are back on her ass, spanks her once and she yelps up in surprise. “More?”

“More.” She answers, riding him slow and deep. 

Dean spanks her two times in a row, his palm big and heavy on her ass as he massages at it after. “You’re incredible, you know that, right?” 

She moans as his cock hits the right spot, tries to angle her hips some more. “Oh fuck,” she breathes, closes her eyes and he presses his lips to her throat. 

“Yeah, right there. That’s it. Good girl.” He whispers, low and dirty, it shouldn’t turn her on so much but it does. 

“Dean,” She says and her fingers find her clit. “I’m—”

One of his hands fly behind her neck, pulling her face closer when he talks, “—That’s alright, sweetheart, come for me, but open your eyes, I wanna see you.” 

It’s like he’s turning a switch on the inside of her, she looks at him, but doesn’t really see him. Her vision is blurred as she comes with a high pitched moan. 

“Good girl,” He praises again and god, she can never get enough of his praises. “Where do you want me to come? In you? Make you feel my cum leaking out of you and run down your legs for the rest of the night?” 

She blushes at the image but yes, it is exactly what she wants. Never in a million year had she thought that she could be this nasty. Could be this turned on by someone talking to her like he does and yet, here she is, “Oh god, please.” 

Her hands are in his hair, pulling him close to kiss him and he comes, quiet but heavy, shuddering all over. 

His head rests on her chest and they’re holding each other. 

“Fuck,” It’s the first thing he says. 

“What?” 

He breathes out a laugh. “I just imagined you serving people with my cum trickling down your thighs and wished that I could stay to see that.” 

She punches his shoulder, laughs a little too. “Right, you should be going.” 

Dean tightens his grip around her waist, “I don’t wanna,” 

“Dean Winchester, you have a business to run.” 

“Alright, alright,” He breathes, kisses her nose and makes her stand up from his lap. “You should lose your underwear, it’s just in the way of my cum dripping down.” But then his face changes, and he adds, “No, actually, don’t. Can’t stand the thought of you serving drinks in a skirt without panties.”

*

They walk out into Chaos. The bar filled up and even Cas is now helping out Ash behind the bar because Ash works really really slow.

“Thank fucking god,” Ash says, throws the towel he had over his shoulder into the sink and raises his hand dramatically, “I quit!”

Castiel was by their side. “We need to leave if we want to make it on time, Dean.”

Dean nods, knowing that Castiel is right. Ash’s already halfway through the front door and Castiel follows him. 

Y/N’s back at serving behind the bar when Dean comes up and hugs her from behind, and she turns around in his grip. 

“You have the key?” He asks.

“Yes.”

“The device for the garage?”

“Yes.”

“You know where the cat food is?”

“Yes.”

“You’ll be alright?”

“Yes.”

“Am I stalling?”

She laughs, “Yes.”

“Okay,” He kisses her, once, twice. Chaste, soft. “Be good.” 

“Always.”

CH20

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[hcneymilkks]

|STRAY KIDS Hyunjin ‘Walks’|

[Another point form because I got this idea from straying away from studying for my final that’s happening on Thursday and looking outside my window.]

[Mentions of somewhat rape - so sorta a trigger warning.]

- Head down, pace medium, always getting lost in the music. Each step you took collided with the beat of your favourite song, giving you thoughts of comfort. Something that you didn’t really welcome into your life.

- You liked to keep everything to yourself, always coming home and immediately going to your room and locking the door.

- Your parents couldn’t do anything about it, yet they hoped it was only a phase.

- Finals were coming up and you didn’t know how to tackle the studying.

- Usually, you would just bullshit tests and assignments and called it a day.

- But you couldn’t do it this time around. These finals were worth 30% of your final grade and it helps you get into university.

- Which you so desperately wanted.

- So you started going on daily/nightly walks around the neighbourhood, occasionally stopping at a 24hour convenience store to buy snacks and instant noodles to keep you awake for the dreadful hours to come.

- You would be munching on your snacks and humming the tune to a t.v show or something.

- One day you went out and made eye contact with a BOY.

- Hey hey hey, it’s hard making eye contact with one, especially if they are cute and one of the most popular boys at school.

- Hwang Hyunjin,  younger brother of Hwang Minhyun who also happens to be your family friend.

- Lowkey was gonna make Seungmin his twin brother because when I first got into Stray Kids I couldn’t tell the difference between them lmao. But Emperor Hwang was just calling to me so I took the opportunity because Hyunjin is an Emperor okay? okay.

- So it’s no joke that you see him a lot.

- Yet…….you always stay silent whenever his family comes around.

- “So Y/N, I’ve heard you got into University. Are you excited?”

- No words, just movements of shrugs, moving fingers, moving heads.

- It’s no wonder neither of them talked to you. Heck, you believed that Minhyun hated you for it.

- “Uh hey, Y/N. What are you doing this late at night?”

- Glancing at your phone, it was only 10:15pm….not that late.

- “Uhhhhh…” a moment of silence, and running away leaving a confused Hyunjin.

- His thoughts of “Did I scare her away or was there something on my face?”

- Although school occupied your mind, you had a huge crush on him. Another reason why you can’t look at him in the eye.

- Walking into the convenience store you smiled at Chan, the nightly worker who always saw you these past few weeks.

- “How’s the studying going?”

- Although you didn’t let in comfort, Chan was an exception if you wanted food, and since you were a broke student, talking to him about your problems gave you a discount on already discounted food.

- You were about to shrug but stopped midway when the bell chimed, signalling another customer to come in.

- Quickly getting interested at the specific items, you crouch down and find some gummy bears, only to grab it when someone else does making you have to look at the person.

- Lo and behold, it’s Hyunjin.

- You squeaked and took your hand away as quickly as possible, and going to the cash register.

- “ThestudyingisgoingwellthanksforaskingIdontknowiffIcancomeanymorebye.”

- Needless to say, Chan was confused and so was Hyunjin.

- They both saw you running out the door.

- "Do you know her?”

- “Uh sorta she’s my family friend.”

- “Ahh.” Chan gets a notification and takes out his phone.

- “Dude, I don’t know your name but we have a problem.”

- The wind was blowing harshly making you walk faster. No munching on snacks this time. The only thing that was on your mind was to get into your comfy bed….but then you remembered you had to study for your last final and you facepalmed.

- Something didn’t feel right, each step you took, it was like there was a carbon copy of it.

- “What is it?” by the look on Chan’s face, it wasn’t funny.

- “My friend sent me a link that there’s news about a rapist who escaped from jail this morning, last time the Police checked he was walking to this neighbourhood.”

- “Ohmygod.” Hyunjin runs out of the convenience store, with Chan trailing behind him. Locking the store up like a good worker duh.

- You hold your arms tighter to your chest, the lights somehow getting dimmer than before.

- By now you break out into a full sprint, not caring if you drop your snacks.

- There’s someone a few meters ahead of you, walking closer. You turn around and try to run the other way, but another person is there too.

- You sniffled, was this the end?

- “Hey baby girl, why are you out this late at night? It’s not safe for you to be out here.” One holds your wrist tightly while the other one tilts your neck up and blows hot air on it.

- “I think you should stay with us, we will protect you.” one of them says before kissing your neck, holding you by the waist.

- You try to kick and push him away, but it doesn’t work.

- The other guy kisses your lips making you gag in disgust and you try to pull his head away.

- “Ooh someone’s kinky. I like it.”

- You felt helpless. With the last of your energy, you scream.

- You woke up in a room, not yours for sure. You pull back the covers and see you’re dressed in a big t-shirt and sweatpants.

- At least you weren’t naked, you thought.

- The door opens to reveal two concerned boys, both of which you owe your life to.

- You jump up and hug both Hyungjin and Chan, tears falling from your eyes.

- “Thank you, guys.”

- Ofc you had to tell your parents which they were really scared about your safety and never wanted you to go outside ever again.

- But Hyunjin intervened and persuaded them that if he was with you it would be fine.

- Plus Chan was still working his shifts at the convenience store even though he got a scolding from the boss but was then rewarded for his efforts.

- So your parents agreed.

- Your finals ended, but your daily walks didn’t, only it included someone dear to your heart.

- “Hey Y/N,” it was 8pm and you guys were watching a movie in your room.

- “Yes, Hyunjin?”

- “I love you, and I want to always protect you and to be able to call you mine. Can I?”

- Butterflies filled your stomach ofc and you nodded.

- “Is it okay to…kiss you?”

- Honestly, a few weeks have passed by and you slowly forgot about the incident.

- You nod and Hyunjin wasted no time on putting his lips onto yours gently.

- His lips were soft and gentle, like an angel kissed you.

- You guys walked hand in hand to the convenience store, and the moment you walked in, Chan smiled.

- “I knew it was gonna happen one way or another.”

***

Honestly writing the sorta rape part was so hard and cringy I never wanna do that again.

But it’s also a great way to actually open up to other things to write. But yet I always include school in one form or another oops.

Probably gonna make a Chan version of this one like how he first meets you at the convenience store and so on.

And I also have to finish Road trips and bucket lists part two, Chan’s version of this imagine and I’m also thinking of writing a university au because I’m going into university in September so yeah.

© highlyflora

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