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Deans Playlist | Dean Winchester x fem reader
plot: exactly as it says. songs dean likes and the times you heard them with him.
a/n: sooooo i wanted to write something for dean and it hit me with the idea when Night Moves played on the radio the other day so here it is lovelies!
taglist: @rosecentury
Night Moves - Bob Seger
The first time you heard this song was on one of your first road trips with Dean. The two of you had just started hunting together. you both met when you were younger, our fathers being hunter friends, those in the business know everyone. After Sam left and Dean's father John was around less and less he figured he could use a hand, although he never admits he wanted company and truly hated the silence of working alone. He knew you were hunting and there was something in your area, that's how the whole working together started.
Now you sat in the Impala months later, window rolled down as the night air swooped into the car. Segers's voice flowed out of the radio, and Dean turned up the music. You looked back over towards him smiling slightly.
“What's this song?” you asked him, he gave a look of shock before his face morphed into that grand smile.
“Night Moves,” he told you, smile still present. “Dad used to play it at night for Sammy”
“You miss them?” you asked. His smile falters a little bit. Asking Dean sensitive questions sometimes made the rest of whatever car ride you were on longer than it was. This time Dean just sat there driving for a bit, letting the song play out.
“I do,” he told you at last, as the last lines of the song played out from the car's radio. You nodded your head before turning back to watch the countryside fly by. The song finished playing and the radio was turned back down so all that was heard was the rumbling of the car and a slight noise from the radio.
Spirit in the Sky - Norman Greensbaum
You knew this song, remember your dad enjoyed listening to it. While the song had a religious undertone, you liked the vibe of the song. Your father had never been a huge religious man but he always thought even though he was a hunter he would end up in “god's great palace”, as he would say.
“You think there is a heaven?” you asked Dean who was sitting across from you. He looked up from the research he was doing.
“What brought on this question?” he asked you back.
“The song. Dad liked it, figured you must like it too” you told him. He nodded his head smiling a bit.
“Greenbaum a good artist” he responded, “i never thought about heaven”
“Never?” you were a bit shocked.
“I know what's on this earth, after that i'm not too concerned with heaven or hell”
“Ah, that makes sense,” you responded. You sat back in the booth letting your head fall back and listening to the song end. Dean continued rustling through the local newspaper, glancing at you ever so often. He loved watching you think, didn't matter what it was he liked watching. He knew this topic must have been something you thought about often.
“You think there's a heaven?”
“Hm, not sure. I mean Dad thought so but after all I've seen I'm not sure” you told him still resting your head back. Once the song was over you lifted your head back up to see Dean watching you. “If there is one, I'll find you don't worry”
“I wasn't worried,” Dean said fast. He looked back at the pages in front of him. A part of Dean knew that if he was gone and there was only science he would lose his mind. Another part of him hoped you would be there with him so he wouldn't have to be alone again.
“Sure you weren't Dean”
Heat of the Moment - Asia
This was one of Dean's favorites, and you knew that because he would never ever keep the radio silent when it played. It was one of those awful sunny mornings and you were still miraculously asleep in the backseat when Dean started blasting this song. You didn't remember if you woke up with a start because of the song or the nightmare you were having, either way, you woke up to an absolutely stunning smile from Dean.
“Morning baby” he said to you before turning back to the road drumming his hands on the wheel as he did.
“I hate when you do this” Your voice was groggy when you spoke. Dean only laughed from the driver's seat. “Tell me you at least have coffee” As requested, Dean's hand went to the center console where there was a cup of coffee waiting for you. Gas station coffee was always horrible but it did the job, Dean knew you well enough to remember to grab you a cup on his fast trip inside before he rolled out early this morning.
Simple Man - Lynyrd Skynyrd
The radio was playing while you sat in the car, dean fixing something about the car elsewhere. It was another lazy day at Bobbies, taking things easy after a recent hunt Dean and yourself did. You had a book out while he did his thing. Dean rolled out from under the car looking your way, he smiled at the sight of you reading.
“What book is it this time?” Dean asked.
“It's one of Bobbies wifes old books” you told him, “it's a romance”
“I should have guessed,” he said laughing slightly. He came over putting his arms on the hood and leaning toward you inside the car. You scooted forward.
“How's the car looking?” you asked.
“Babys all good to go,” he told you. He led down further kissing you. “How's my girl doing?”
“She's good, sad that the car gets more attention sometimes,” you told him. He laughed, pulling his arms into the car and on either side of you. You smiled at him, putting your book down.
“I see. Well darling, how shall I show you attention today?” den asked, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips.
“I can think of a few things”
Carry On my Wayward Son - Kansas
You smiled when the song turned on. You glanced back at the younger Winchester brother riding in the back. Sam gave you a smile. Your attention retired to Dean's face, the man driving the car. After this last hunt, you thought that would be it for you. Dean had been gripping the wheel since you got in and drove away. You rested your hand on his arm, and you could see the muscles in his arm relax.
“Don't you cry no more” you said to him, letting the lyrics sink in for him. Dean smiled at you.
“Always sappy,” he told you.
“Always. I'm not sappy though, you just don't do emotions very well” You responded, hitting him with a little snarky response. Your hand had left his arm at this point, the tension was back.
“Nah I do emotions just fine” Dean defended, Sam snickers from the back seat.
“Want to talk about how you thought I was dead then?” You asked him. You were a bit forward with the question, knowing that not two hours ago you almost got killed by a werewolf. You were still in a haze about the whole experience but you knew Dean handled it worse than you.
“Never,” He said, the steering creaking from his grip. Again you put your hand on his soldier, helping lighten the grip.
“Case and point” you whispered to him. There was no reaction from him, he was still upset you brought up your near-death experience. Sam cleared his thoughts uncomfortably. “Sorry Sammy”
“Don't be. You only said the truth Y/N” Sam responded nodding at you with silent understanding. Sam knew his brother as well as you did. Dean still looked as if he wanted to fight the world. This will be talked about again tomorrow. You heard the last of the song die out before the car ride got quiet again.
+ One song you like
Lost Angel - Heart
Dean plugged the tape into the cassette spot in his car. The sound of Heart played beautifully out of the Impala. You looked over at him, smiling.
“I love this song” you told him happily. The last few days had been hard, not only for the fact that the two of you had finally done something about the budding tension between the two of you, but also the hunt was rough. The two of you not only had just started the relationship you both knew was inevitable, but had been so worried about the other dying right after that you became narrow minded. Dean almost got himself killed because he was hyper focused on your safety. There were conversations had after that hunt about everything.
“I know you do darling, the only reason I played it” He said to you. Smiling that cheeky smile around you. This man was going to be the end for you.
“That's sweet Dean,” you told him sliding over in the car and kissing him on the cheek. The song continued to play, and you hummed along and silently sang the words. Dean was enjoying every minute of your happy fueled mood that the past day's event left his mind.
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No, no, because really, how must Dean feel to be told he has angels watching over him? This soft throwaway fairytale thing his mum used to tell him when he was little, something I'm sure he believed and hung on to because that's what we do when we're little: believe in magic.
Then, as the world slowly broke him down, his horrendous reality shattering the image of angelic beings protecting him, only for that little statement to be completely true. But not only was it completely true, but said angel then rescues him from the pits of hell and builds his body up again from nothing, and he proceeds to give up literally everything and defy everything he was made for all because some silly little boy tells him that being a person, pain, guilt, and sadness are all pretty little things that humanity does. How must that feel?
Do you think they talk about that? Do we think Dean shares that fact with Cas? Like oh I don't know, Dean can't sleep because the nightmares are just to vivid tonight, just to real, and so Cas has to gently kiss him and tell him it isn't real, lets him know he's safe and loved and Sam is safe, and it was just a dream and they sit and talk for a while until Deans ok to try sleeping again, he casually drops into conversation that Mary used to tell him angels were watching over him and in mentioning it something sort of clicks in Deans head, that what she meant was that as a four year old with a wild imagination the angels would protect him from the monster under the bed he didn't know was real yet, and now here he is late 30s with his angel here to tell him that his nightmares were just nightmares.
Hope they appreciate how romantic that is.
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Don't think about Dean taking Cas out to your stereotypical romcom dates the minute they pull him out of the Empty.
Don't think about Dean and Cas at a diner, except Cas is human again, permanently this time, and they share too-sweet milkshakes and burgers and ride back home listening to the mixtape Dean gifted to Cas (Led Zeppelin, just like how his parents fell in love.)
Don't think about Dean and Cas driving aimlessly across the states, through different terrains and landscapes and a never-ending road. That Dean steals glances at Cas while Cas looks out the window in wonder, appreciating all that this world has become even with his celestial knowledge (Cas loves the world, because he loves Dean. It makes Dean's breath hitch.)
Don't think about Dean teaching Cas how to cook, hovering while Cas cuts the vegetables even though Cas is an expert with a knife; dismissing Sam's little quips about needing more greens in their menu; telling Cas that the secret was, in fact, love and pouring every single drop you can squeeze onto the food.
Don't think about Dean teaching Cas how to bake. Even though it's less his style, what with precision and measuring, they manage to not fuck up the pie crust but they do end up all dusty with flour and giggly. Dean almost burns the filling and they don't bother with any fancy crust toppings, so into the oven it goes for the set amount of minutes the recipe needs. While setting up a timer on his phone, Dean ends up on his music app and the next thing he knows, he and Cas are slow dancing.
Don't think about Dean finally getting to dance, and with the love of his life to boot, 30 years after John took him back from the boys' home on his supposed prom night.
(Dean thinks it wouldn't have even held up to this, to the promise of an apocalypse-free future with Cas.)
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