Leaving - Dean x ReaderIt was the middle of the night and Dean was a heavy sleeper, so when you felt him climbing out of bed you started to panic. You watched him get dressed and head over to his things, packing them away.More Like This
‘Dean? What are you doing?’ you asked.
Dean’s silhouette froze but he carried on packing his things after a moment. You climbed out of bed and stood by him.
‘Dean, what’s wrong?’
‘I need to keep you safe, baby.’ Dean’s voice was thick with tears. He was fumbling around in his bag, trying to put things in. You grabbed his hands and he looked the other way.
‘What are you trying to say?’ you asked, wishing with your whole heart that he wasn’t saying what you thought.
‘This life is too dangerous for you,’ he said, defeated. He looked into your eyes and held your hands, his eyes brimming with tears. You had no sympathy, but you were angry. You pulled your hands away.
‘So what? You were just going to disapp