Title: Mine
Author:
stfu_pwentzzPairing: Dean Winchester/Chris Pine
Rating: PG-13
Summary:He knew the end was coming when Chris threw a glass at his head and slammed the hotel door shut before he went off for a run.
Disclaimer: This is an act of fiction. I don’t own any of the characters just the plot. This never happened and I'm not implying it did. For funsies.
Author Notes Written for
this comment_fic prompt basically Supernatural(/author's choice,) Dean/author's choice,
braced myself for the goodbye
'cause that's all I've ever known
then you took me by surprise,
you said, "I'll never leave you alone"
Can be read in
this 'verse. God this is pairing owns my life. More self indulgent than Twilight.
*
This wouldn't be the first time that Dean chased someone away. This may have been the first time that someone had stayed this long. When Chris offered to stay with them, after they ruined his life and demons held him captive for weeks, Dean didn't think about the consequences. Over the past few months they had their ups and downs and recently with the downs outweighing their ups.
It was getting bad.
They argued more often than they talked and Dean found him going out of his way to piss off Chris. He couldn't help it. That's just what he did. When he couldn't handle something he left to drink and whenever he returned there was a permenant scowl on Chris' face.
Dean counted down the minutes until he left himself.
*
Dean was trapped by a group of demons and this was unfair and meant he was getting old. He tried to find his way out of it when out of nowhere Chris barreled over and slammed Ruby's knife in both of the demons with a smile.
Dean squinted at him for a moment before he exploded. "What the hell, man? I had this. You don't need to rescue me like a damned damsel in distress," he stalked off to see how Sam was doing.
He heard the faint you're welcome behind him and he just kept walking.
*
He knew the end was coming when Chris threw a glass at his head and slammed the hotel door shut before he went off for a run. Dean tried not to wince but he coudldn't help it.
Sam offered him a beer and Dean grabbed it without a word.
"He's a good hunter," Sam casually mentioned and all Dean did was nod. "You're worried about him."
He was. He didn't want this life to eat up Chris' life and it slowly was. Chris was good at killing things and he was getting cocky and that's when it all went to shit. Dean didn't like to admit it, but he wasn't sure what he'd do if he lost Chris. So he gave him shit.
The silence spoke mountains obviously because Sam nodded like he understood. Dean took a large swig of his beer.
*
"Why don't you just leave, then!" Dean yelled in the field at Chris. They got into another fight and that's all they did. "Go back to your fancy Hollywood life and just leave. See if I give a rat's ass."
Dean stormed away from him and he knew that he broke the final straw. He couldn't handle Chris staying knowing he was going to leave. He pretended to believe he was happy about it right before he was shoved against a tree and Chris' mouth was attacking his.
He knew it was the last time so he kissed the hell out of Chris. When Chris realized he punched Dean in the shoulder. "I'm not fucking leaving you, you dick. You'll have to play more Asia in the morning for that to happen."
Dean just stared. "Really?"
Chris smiled and shrugged. "Yeah. I signed up for this, for your moodiness and horrible eating habits."
Dean kissed him again. "Thanks," he told him, not really looking at him. This was the first time someone wanted to stay and Dean liked the feeling.