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    You lay on the couch, on your stomach. Your face stuck in a pillow, and a fluffy (not to mention your favorite) pillow pressed between your bloated abdomen and the rough couch cushions. Every now and then a painful jolt would disturb you, so you would grunt and move around until you were comfortable once more.
    Sam and Dean were sitting nearby at a small table doing research, occasionally glancing your way worriedly. Just past them, there were two dopery looking motel beds. Castiel was off doing… whatever Cas does.
    The four of you had gotten back late last night from a hunt. All of you were extremely tired, and thankfully only sporting a few minor cuts and bruises. You had woken up this morning to a pleasant surprise and serious pain in your lower regions. Needless to say, you were in no mood to help the brothers at the moment.    
    You grunted again, squirming around some more until you let out a sigh, relaxing into the couch cushions. 
    “Okay, what’s wrong?” Sam asked. Part of him was worried about you, the other was frustrated you were distracting him.
    You see, the only reason you were still in this crummy motel, was because Sam thought he found a lead for a case not too far away, and wanted to double check before you headed off.    
    He sighed running his fingers through his hair, both brothers now glancing your way.
    "I’m fine,” you mumbled into the fluffy, rectangular existence that is a pillow.
    “Oh, really?” Dean scoffed. He took a swig from the bottle before adding, “Because you’ve been acting like a but-hurt five-year-old all day.” He paused. “You didn’t get hurt last night, right?”
    “I said I’m fine, Dean.”
    “Alright, Princess, if you say so.”
    You flipped him off and he chuckles lightly as everyone returns to their previous routines.
    After about 40 minutes, maybe a bit longer, you felt and extremely painful jolt run through your already-aching body. Maybe you reacted a bit loudly,l but hey, what woman wouldn’t no matter if she’s a hunter.
    Sam smacked his forehead and tried to be patient, while Dean let out an exasperated sigh.    
    “Okay, (y/n), what is it?” Sam asked softly.   
    “Nothing,” you groaned over-dramatically.
    Sam sighed and you heard Dean take another swig of his beer as they went back to their research. Sam was just starting to get back into the groove of his current news article, which, if he was lucky, would be his last one. His shoulders began to slump in a relaxed position as his eyes began to scan the-
    “Hey, Sammy?”
    “Only Dean can call me that,” he grumbles.
    “Don’t care,” came your matter-of-fact reply as Dean chuckled softly.
    Sam opened his mouth to say something, but closed it, clenching his jaw. “What?”
    “C’mere,” you say, finally lifting your head up to look at him.
    “(y/n), I’m researching right now, and-”
    “Then bring your laptop over here,” you interrupted.
    He sighed in defeat and picked up his laptop. He sat against the couch in front of where you lay. You curled closer to the giant man’s head, still laying down, and began to french braid his hair.
    “Hey Sam?”
    “Hm?”
    “How tall are you?”    
    Silence.
    “Hello?”
    Silence.
    You sighed, turning towards the older brother. “Dean how tall is your brother?” you ask.    
    “I don’t know, only like an inch or two taller than me, so I’d say 6’4-ish,” He said. He sounded annoyed.    
    You thought for a moment before giggling to yourself and speaking aloud. “You know the average Sam Winchester is 6’4 and the average moose is 6’5?”
    “I’m not a moose!” Sam exclaimed as Dean choked.
    “Oh! And they both have glorious hair. Sam’s is better though,” you added.
    Sam stood up and rolled his eyes as you finished tying off his oh-so-pretty braid. Dean took a glance at him before he practically doubled over onto the floor from laughing too hard.
    “Haha, very funny, Dean,” Sam mumbled sarcastically, sitting back down in his chair.
    The two settled back into their research yet again, and you continued your squirming. Boredom, however, engulfed you once again, and you were feeling a bit lonely.
    “Dean,” you called.
    “I’m busy right now, what do you need?” he asked.
    “Fine then.”
    Sam shot him a look and Dean sighed. “Whadd’ya need, babe?”    
    You ignored him and breathed into your pillow softly. You were just getting comfortable when you felt another cramp, letting out an exasperated sigh you buried your head farther into the pillow.
    “C’mon, Princess, what is it?” Dean asked, voice a bit gruff.
    “You propped your head up and looked up at him, dead in the eyes. You actually didn’t know why you called him, but he was your boyfriend, and Sam looked about ready to smash a brick wall to pieces with his teeth.    
    “What? I can’t ask for a little attention from my sexy boyfriend?” It was a fatal attempt at getting him to make his way over to you, and you knew this. Although this seemed to catch his attention as he smirked smugly at you. “C’mere.”
    He squatted down in front of you. You smiled briefly, then grabbed his shirt him in for a kiss. After a few moments, he pulled you closer, deepening it.
    “Get a room you two.”
    “We’re in a room, Sammy, you’re just in it,” Dean said, looking over at his brother.
    Dean started to get back up, but you pulled him back down and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Ok,” you stated as you snuggled back into the pillows. He chuckled and headed back over to his seat; and although he would never admit it out loud, Dean Winchester, the cocky, badass hunter, thought you were the cutest thing that ever graced this Earth. Sometimes. Maybe. Just a little.
    Dean began to focus on his research once again.
    “Dean, will you come cuddle with me?” you ask.
    “No, I’m busy.”
    “Tch, I bet Cas would cuddle me if I asked him.    
    Dean was about to open his mouth to say something as a ‘there’s-no-way-in-hell-i’ll-let-that-happen’ look graced his visage.
     “What?” a deep, scruffy voice came from across the room as three of you jumped.    
    “Damn it, Cas!”    
    “I am sorry, Dean,” came the angel’s reply. He then scanned the room. “Someone called?”
    “Oh,” you pipe in. “I was just saying how much nicer you are than fuckface over here.” You wink at DEan, but he just scowls.
    Castiel tilts his head as Dean denies your accusation.
    You roll your eyes and look over to your boyfriend. “Can I have a hug?”
    “Oh, hell no.”
    “Cas, can I have a hug please? Dean’s hurting my feelings.”
    “Of course,” Castiel said, and walked over to you. You sat up and he sat next to you. The two of you were enveloped in the most awkward hug. Though when the two of you should have pulled away, you didn’t. You both were too relaxed and comfortable to move now.
    “Cas, I think that’s enough for now,” Dean said.
    “But why? I find this quite comforting,” Castiel stated matter-of-factly as he pulled you closer.
    You grinned mischievously over at Dean. He looked about ready to rip Castiel to peices and feed him to just about everything that was out to get him.
    “Hey, Cas, if I give you money, will you go get me ice cream?” you ask.
    He released his hold on you and nodded as you handed him various bills. He was gone as soon as he appeared.
    “Now will you cuddle with me?” you asked Dean. You don’t think you’ve seen him rush toward you so quickly. You chuckled and made room for him on the small couch. He pulled you flush against his chest.
    Neither of you noticed Sam shake his head, smiling at the two of you. Instead you were looking into the eyes of the man not even two inches from your face, and you swore they were the most breathtaking thing you had ever seen. The most beautiful green to ever green. You smiled lazily and snuggled closer into his arms.
    You felt another uncomfortable cramp form in your abdomen and pressed your hand on it. You opened your mouth to speak, but were interrupted by a loud thump. You looked over Dean’s shoulder at a fumbling Cas who was looking at a fallen ice cream tub.
  You giggled softly, pressing your mouth against the hunter’s shoulder to quiet it. Cas was holding at least  four grocery bags overflowing with different ice cream, and he had a few more tubs in his arms.
    “He looked up at you seriously. “There were so many different ice cream flavors. I didn’t know what to get so I got all of them,” he stated.
   You couldn’t take it anymore, you slumped into Dean, laughing. “So who wants ice cream??”


Sam had put away his laptop and the four of you were situated in front of the television, eating ice cream. You were sitting between Dean’s legs snuggled up to his chest, Cas sat on the other side of the couch, and Sam sat on the floor leaning against the couch.
    Another painful cramp wedged it’s way to the surface and you grumbled.
    “(Y/N), is everything alright?” Castiel asked, squinting his eyes.
    “My womb is stripping itself of it’s lining with blades and guns and fire and death, and you’re asking me if I’m okAY????”
    “(Y/N) I assure you nothing like that is going on in your womb.”
    “Oh my fucking- Cas- I swear…” you mumbled, setting your ice cream down and once again leaning back into Dean. You eventually drifted to sleep surrounded by a squinting angel, a moose, and a squirrel.



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Comments: 15

MultiFandomGorl [2020-12-28 10:54:03 +0000 UTC]

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nonnyl [2018-09-28 04:39:46 +0000 UTC]

'You eventually drifted to sleep surrounded by a squinting angel, a moose, and a squirrel.' haha sooo sweet. ;D I LOVE Cassie!

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OrisonEren [2018-04-22 14:10:33 +0000 UTC]

Every girl needs a Cas :"(

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DantaSparda [2016-08-11 12:48:32 +0000 UTC]

I laughed way harder than I should have.

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XEm167x [2016-04-25 03:20:12 +0000 UTC]

Even though I'm almost 15, I have never felt period cramps. And I hope I have an angel to bring ice cream when pain in my lower abdomen will finally arrive.

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zelda806 [2016-01-18 00:52:10 +0000 UTC]

why do we call it a period it should be called something like the crimson horror

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nonnyl In reply to zelda806 [2018-09-28 04:30:07 +0000 UTC]

HAHAHA i love you lolol

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superwholocklife [2015-05-21 20:39:23 +0000 UTC]

I love this. Its so funny and cute.

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ulquiorracoyle [2015-05-04 19:05:13 +0000 UTC]

This is the most accurate depiction I have ever heard. lol. Brilliant

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I8TheStupidCake [2015-04-24 02:13:41 +0000 UTC]

Oh my god this is so great

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rylinbrook [2015-04-06 06:48:45 +0000 UTC]

A few grammar mistakes here or there, but it's so hilarious that I hardly noticed! I loved this story! I'd love to read more from you!

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mamasam67 [2015-04-04 03:00:53 +0000 UTC]

Plz dont knock your self. You're story actually is pretty funny. I laugh hard when Cas brought in the all the icecream. Mainly I could actually see him doing it. LOL. The story is nice and sweet. So dont be hard on yourself. Just keep working at it. The more you write and the more of us that read it the more comfortable you'll get. Following you, cant see what else you come up with in the Supernatural verse. Keep up the great work.  

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WhoviansUnite9 [2015-03-09 02:18:06 +0000 UTC]

*Satisfied* 😀😀

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Charli-e [2015-02-27 18:42:04 +0000 UTC]

I didn't think it sucks. I thought it was actually quite amusing. It was cute how Dean got annoyed when Cas was hugging her a little too long for his liking. Good work! I hope you choose to write another Dean fic!

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daphnelaughter In reply to Charli-e [2015-02-27 20:53:53 +0000 UTC]

Thank you! I have ideas for other fics as well so I'll hopefully be writing those.

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