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When Dean had told you that he had never been to an amusement park you couldn’t let it go. You had always enjoyed going ever since you were little, but you hadn’t had the same upbringing as Dean.
You had lived the normal life until you had met Dean who had lived anything but normal. So when Dean finally gave in and let you take him to an amusement park, you tried to give him as much normal as possible.
It was mid-afternoon when you arrived and the place was full of people. As you looked around, you watched people try and make the bell ding on the high – striker.
Not many people were being successful and were walking away empty handed.
‘Make it ding once and you get small prize, twice for a medium and three times for a big prize!’ the man cried out. The two of you joined the queue.
A young man in front of you stepped up and grabbed the hammer. His first hit made the bell ding and he turned to see you watching with a big grin on his face.
He winked at you and went to hit it again, this time failing to make the bell ring. Dean laughed, not bothered by the flirtatious guy for once.
The man tried again and also missed. Dean grinned harder.
He kissed your head and stepped up, grabbing the hammer from the guy. The guy stepped back to watch.
‘Let me show you how a real man does it babe,’ Dean grinned at you and you felt your heart swell.
One, two, three times the bell dinged and the man stormed off, annoyed. Dean took the big teddy from the man and gave it to you.
You pressed your lips to him to convey your thank you.
You went to pull away but Dean wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. The kiss deepened and your arms wrapped around his neck.
He finally pulled away for air and you smiled against his lips.
‘I told you it would be fun,’ you said.
You had lived the normal life until you had met Dean who had lived anything but normal. So when Dean finally gave in and let you take him to an amusement park, you tried to give him as much normal as possible.
It was mid-afternoon when you arrived and the place was full of people. As you looked around, you watched people try and make the bell ding on the high – striker.
Not many people were being successful and were walking away empty handed.
‘Make it ding once and you get small prize, twice for a medium and three times for a big prize!’ the man cried out. The two of you joined the queue.
A young man in front of you stepped up and grabbed the hammer. His first hit made the bell ding and he turned to see you watching with a big grin on his face.
He winked at you and went to hit it again, this time failing to make the bell ring. Dean laughed, not bothered by the flirtatious guy for once.
The man tried again and also missed. Dean grinned harder.
He kissed your head and stepped up, grabbing the hammer from the guy. The guy stepped back to watch.
‘Let me show you how a real man does it babe,’ Dean grinned at you and you felt your heart swell.
One, two, three times the bell dinged and the man stormed off, annoyed. Dean took the big teddy from the man and gave it to you.
You pressed your lips to him to convey your thank you.
You went to pull away but Dean wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. The kiss deepened and your arms wrapped around his neck.
He finally pulled away for air and you smiled against his lips.
‘I told you it would be fun,’ you said.
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You woke up to the loud ringing of a phone. Groaning, you try to block out the sound by nestling into the warm chest beside you. Still, it was a complete utter failure. You were sure that you left your phone at the coffee table of the living room so, you assumed it was Dean's.
Opening your (e/c) eyes, you were face to face with the older Winchester, who was half naked under the white covers. Both of your faces were just mere inches apart. Of course, Dean slept like a rock, so he wouldn't have heard the phone.
The ringing continuously went on and on as you sighed in frustration. With a bit of difficulty, you forcefully pushed Dean to the gr
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"Dean, I told you, I'm fine." A look of irritation was plastered on your face. You were trying so very hard not to get mad but, with Dean asking if you were alright over and over again was getting on your nerves.
"Says the one who got injured," He countered back at you.
A few hours ago you, Dean, and Sam were on a hunt. When suddenly, you were attacked by a group of vampires. Unluckily for you, the heel of your shoe got caught in the deep crack of the cement floor while you were sprinting away. But the other two managed to kill the vampires before they got to you.
After dropping Sam off at a nearby motel, Dean drove you back to your apa
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So, I don't really like this one, it's too short and there are plenty of other issues with it, but i figure that maybe someone out there will like it.
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And then we get kicked out of the amusement park for too much pda.