Dean Knows Best

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Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,052

Warnings: slight angst/fluff, comfort

A/N: This was requested by @mycuddlycorner! I hope you guys enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

Even after your flu was gone, you decided that eating wasn’t something you wanted to do.  You weren’t nauseous, but you didn’t have an appetite either.  Nothing seemed to peak your interest.  Dean was starting to worry about you.

You had Netflix on when Dean came into your room.  The room was dimly lit by the light that came from the TV screen.  You were sleeping, which Dean understood.  You had thrown up for three days straight.  At first he assumed your lack of appetite was because of your three day flu, but now he wasn’t sure.  Either way Dean wasn’t going to wait around to find out.

Dean sat on the edge of your bed and shook your shoulder gently.  “[Y/N] wake up sweetheart,” Dean said lowly.  He could tell you had been tossing and turning by how disheveled your hair was.

“Dean?”  You rubbed your eyes before allowing them to open.  As your vision became clear, the elder Winchester’s face came into view.  “What are you doing in here?  Aren’t you and Sam supposed to be gone?”

“Cas went with Sam,” Dean told you.  “I wanted to stay here with you.”

You sat up in bed, stretching your arms and letting out a long yawn.  “I’m flattered, but why,” you asked.  “You never stay behind on my behalf.”  That wasn’t exactly true, but you didn’t know about the times where he stayed behind to take care of you.

“You haven’t eaten in a few days,” Dean noted, ducking his head to get a good look at you.  “Let me make you something [Y/N].  I guarantee you that you’ll feel better after you eat it.”

“I don’t feel like eating, but I appreciate your concern,” you mumbled as you got out of bed.  You grabbed a pair of shorts from your dresser, slipping them on.  When you turned around, you weren’t expecting Dean to be right behind you.

Dean quickly hoisted you over his shoulder and carried you out of your room.  No matter how much you squirmed, he wasn’t going to put you down.  “It wasn’t a request,” Dean spoke.  You could hear the cocky manner in his voice.

“Why are you doing this?”  You gave up on trying to fight Dean, it was no use.  “It was nice of you to help me when I was sick, but you don’t have to pretend to care anymore.”

Dean sat you down on the metal counter in the kitchen.  His hands were planted on either side of you.  “First of all I don’t pretend to care about you, I actually care about you [Y/N],” Dean corrected.  “Secondly, I’m doing this because I’m worried about you.”

You felt your cheeks flush a soft pink as you looked away from Dean.  “Well thanks for caring,” you murmured.  “So what is this magic meal?”

“You just wait here, and I’ll bring it to you,” Dean instructed.  “It’ll take me ten minutes tops.”

Ten minutes later Dean came to you with a bowl full of soup and handed you a spoon.  “This will make you feel better, [Y/N],” Dean assured you.  “Just trust me on this one.”

You narrowed your eyes at him before inspecting the soup.  You took a spoonful of soup, giving it a try.  It was chicken soup, but something about it made it taste better than any other bowl of chicken soup you had ever had.  You had a few more bites before looking up and seeing the pleased look on Dean’s face.

“What did you put in this,” you wondered, raising an eyebrow at the elder Winchester.  “This actually tastes pretty good.”

“Thank you,” Dean proudly grinned.  “I put a little love into the soup.  I don’t mean alcohol, I mean a little TLC.”

“Well thank you for the soup,” you said as you finished your bowl.  “I guess what Sam says is true.”

“What does Sam say,” Dean questioned, his smile suddenly faltering as if he was worried.

“Dean knows best,” you chuckled, tapping his arm.  “Did you happen to make anymore soup by the way?”

“Oh I made plenty [Y/N],” Dean said, the smirk quickly returning to his face.  Dean stepped away and came back with more soup.  “I figured you might need to ease yourself back into eating.  I couldn’t watch you go another day without eating.”

“Well it’s nice to know that you were concerned about little old me,” you smiled as you continued to eat your soup.

“After you’re done eating, I’ll take you back to your room,” Dean said, leaning on the counter across from you.

“Well since you stayed here on my behalf, I wouldn’t mind having your company,” you said, a wide grin on your lips.  “It’s gotta be better than doing nothing.”  You finished your soup, feeling much better.  

On the way back to your room, you felt Dean’s arm slide around your waist.  He let you go into your room first, shutting the door behind him.  He knew you weren’t used to this kind of treatment.  In a way, you being sick gave him the push he needed to come forward about how much he liked and cared about you.  He could tell that you knew.  The fact that you weren’t pushing him away, was a good sign.

As you were snuggled up with Dean, you lifted your head to look at him.  “Thanks for everything Dean,” you thanked him.  “I think I’ll miss your company when I’m all rested up.”

“You don’t have to be sick for me to cuddle with you,” Dean said, his eyebrows furrowing together.  “I didn’t know you liked to snuggle so much.”

“Of course I do,” you hummed, laying your head back down on his chest.  “This isn’t me being sick or exhausted, but I like cuddling with you.  It’s more comfortable and more relaxing.”

“I guess I’ll just have to bring you back to my room more often,” Dean mused, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.  “Now get some rest [Y/N].”

It didn’t take you long to fall back asleep.  After that night, you hardly slept in your own bed.  You would usually sleep with Dean in his bed.  Not only that, but you would take care of each other when you were sick.

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