Summary: Sam intervenes as you and Dean devolve into petulant children.
Author Notes: A collab with @princessmisery666, and a continuation of She's Perfect
Word Count: 590
Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader, Sam Winchester
Word of the Day: (June 11, 2026)Β - Testy
Graphics:Β Made by me.
Word of the Day Master Lists: June // May
"What'd I miss?"
You and Dean simultaneously huffβ¦
"Ask her!"
"Ask him!"
Sam looks between the two of you, waiting for an explanation.
Dean looks like a grieving widow, while your smile is tight, and you can feel the pressure of tears welling in your eyes. It's a trait you hate. Exhaustion always makes you weepy over the dumbest things.
βYou two look like somebody died."
βJust Deanβs sense of humor,β you mutter.
Dean lets out an offended scoff. βIt wasnβt funny.β
βYouβre just testy because you're tired and hungry.β
βNo! Iβm pissed because you were being disrespectful.β
βOh, cβmon! You compared alloy rims to a hate crime.β
βThey should be.β
Sam pinches the bridge of his nose. βDoes someone want to explain?β
βShe suggested racing stripes!β Dean spits, lightly running a hand over Baby's hood.
"Did not! Gary did." You don't care that you sound like a petulant child.
Pitch louder and more aggravated, he throws his hands in the air, "W-well then the purple mica velvet whatever!"
"Hey, Velvet Purple is sleek and dark. It also looks awesome with that bit of shimmer added." Your level of snark rises to match his overblown outrage. "Would you prefer Envy Lime or Alta Orange?"
Before either of you can say more, Sam intervenes.
βOkay. Iβm sorry I asked."
You hadn't realized it, but you and Dean have been shifting closer to each other with each heated exchange.
Moving to be a buffer between the two of you, Sam questions, "Who is Gary?"
"The mechanic!" Dean and you shout, each aggressively pointing toward the shop next door.
"She agreed," a finger jabbed in your direction again, "when he said I could make improvements to Baby!"
Sam raises an eyebrow, looking in your direction. Crossing your arms, your response is an eye roll and a huff.
Dean continues undeterred. "Said I should lower her suspension!" The icy glare is the last straw.
Angrily dropping your arms, you take a step forward, lean around Sam, and shout, "IT WAS A JOKE!" as Dean puffs his chest and sets his stance.
"SLANDER!" His fingers flex, and his jaw clenches tight enough to snap teeth. You have a fleeting thought that it's probably good that Gary isn't within striking distance right now.
"OK. Whoa!" Sam raises his hands to keep you separated while quickly looking around. "Let's, uh, let's go to the rooms before one of you commits a felony.β
Placing a hand on your back and one on Dean's shoulder, Sam practically shoves the two of you away from the entrance and down the covered walkway, apologizing as you pass an elderly couple staring from the doorway of their room.
When he stops at a door further down and pulls out a key, you spit. "I'm not sharing a room with him."
"Yeah, well, right back at ya!"
"Fine." Sam's pinched face and clipped tone leave no space for discussion. "But we're all three going in this room before someone calls the cops on us."
Neither you nor Dean moves, and Sam snaps. "NOW!"
Feeling slightly chastised, you stomp into the room, immediately taking up occupation on the bed closest to the door because you know that it's always the one Dean prefers, and watch through the doorway as they have one of their stupid silent conversations.
With an exaggerated eye roll, Dean finally trudges inside. Neither of you has time to react as Sam tosses the room key onto the table and orders, "Figure it out," slamming the door closed as he leaves.
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