When Dean heard the screams coming from his sister's room, he didn't think twice about grabbing his gun and kicking down her door.
She was lying face down on her bed, cocooned by her different assortment of blankets. It was obvious she was still breathing. “(Name)?” Dean asked panicked as he inched closer to her bed.
(Name) Flipped over and untangled herself from the warmth. She kicked her feet up and down onto her bed violently. “Go away!” She screamed and grabbed her alarm clock, chucking it at her older brother's head.
Ducking just in time before it hit, Dean frowned and cautiously perched on the very edge of (Name)'s bed. “What's the problem squirt?”
“I don't want to go to school!” She shouted, anger bubbling throughout her veins. She was 110% done with that disgusting place. It was so stressful, she didn't have her homework done, which would get her screamed at by teachers, if not detention. She was tired of being looked at funny for not being as smart in classes as Sam. She hated being the odd one out! No one liked her and it seemed everyone was out to get her.
Why couldn't she just pull a Sherlock and be done with it?
Dean Winchester that's why.
“Why not?” Dean asked softly, placing his gun on the ground. “Because I just don't want to...you wouldn't understand.” She snapped. Sighing, Dean scooted closer and placed a comforting hand on (Name)'s shoulder, rubbing his thumb in short circles.
“Kiddo, you need to go to school. We already have a warning from the principle from letting you stay home those 5 days.” Dean informed, getting a grunt from his sister.
“I hate it there.”
“I know you do. But when you come home, we'll do something fun okay?”
“No I'm not.”
“Yes you are.”
(Name) felt her bed rise again, which meant Dean left her alone.
How she was mistaken.
Instead, she was pinned beneath her brother's weight, hands trapped under his thighs as she watched his fingers wiggle frantically. “Dean, don't you da-” It was too late, his hand came down, assaulting her uncovered skin.
She screeched in laughter, flailing and trying helplessly to buck the older Winchester off. “Dean stop!” She squealed when she got enough air. He continued, fingers moving up and down her sides, her neck, stomach, anywhere he could get his hands on. (Name) began to feel lightheaded, she would soon find out if dying laughing was real. Thankfully, Dean's movements ceased and he smiled down at his sister who was glaring at him, but the grin on her face was unmistakable.
“I hate you.” She panted as her brother climbed off and pulled (Name) to her feet. “Yeah, I know you do.” He replied with a smirk, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
Dean parked the Impala and got out of the car, walking around to (Name)'s side and opening her door. She got out and Dean bent down to her level. “You let me know if anyone gives you a hard time alright?” He said, the corner of his mouth quirking up ever so slightly.
Sam crouched down in front of her, holding his hand out behind his back. (Name) raised an eyebrow at his actions before she was being hoisted by Dean onto Sammy's back. Sam knelt down a bit so Dean could press a chaste kiss to her forehead. “Have a good day.” He stated before Sam was piggybacking her into school.
She laid her head down on his shoulder to hide the grin. She knew that Dean and Sam would look out for her.
As promised, Dean got (Name) into the Impala as soon as she got home. “Where are we going?” She asked for the 395th time during the ride. “You'll find out soon, we're almost there.”
To Dean's amazement, (Name) stayed quiet until they arrived.
“No. Freaking. Way.”
“Yes. Freaking. Way.”
(Name) could only stare in awe at the larger than life amusement park in front of her. She turned to her brother with a confused look. “But we don't have the money.” Dean shrugged and whipped out a wad of cash. “I got lucky in poker.”
It took a few minutes for all of the park's glory to consume (Name) before she was dragging her laughing brother inside.
“Did you have fun? “Dean asked, adjusting his grip on his little sister and the giant teddy bear. “So much fun.” (Name) beamed and gripped her brother's shoulders tighter. “I'm glad.” Dean smiled and continued the trek to the car. Staff members scattered about, trying to close down the park for the day.
“Go to sleep, I'll protect you.”
“I know you will.”
Hahah "pull a Sherlock". Should I laugh or should I cry?
"pull a Sherlock" omg best part!!!
This is just amazing
This is awesome. There is a serious lack of these kind of stories
Aww this was adorable! Love it!
You are amazing
I wish I had an older brother like this...I'm an only child
I do too. My older brother's a gamer...so pretty much me too. xD
hey how old is the reader in this?
Ackk, I actually laughed when she said she wanted to pull a Sherlock. xDD <3
Ahhh the older brother I never had, but I wanted so badly~ Amazing! I loved the story a lot!
please continue this, its awesome!!!! love it ever so much
This was actually just a one shot for a friend. But I do intend to do more Brother!Dean.
This will never happen to me.
ahhhhhhhhh I was having a terrible day and I read this and it cheered me up soofrekaingmuchhhhhh;=;<3
OH MY DEAR LORD YOU ARE THE GREATEST I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU
I know school can be rough, and after I read your journal, I had to try and make a fic to cheer you up.
This story is AWESOME ! I'm an only child and read this story was able to make me feel soooo good ! I cry a lot ! Thanks, thanks, thanks !
I'm super happy I could cheer you up! I get emotional pretty easy as well. Thanks for reading! ^_^
I love this story! i wish i had a big brother like Dean and Sam