You woke up and went into the kitchen where Dean was at. He had made you breakfast and was being unbearably nice, so you felt a bit awkward but didnât say anything.
You ate breakfast with him, which you had never done before.
He rarely took his eyes off of you and seemed to be flustered.
You: âDean, are you okay?â
Dean: âIâm fantastic!â
You: âYou sure you arenât sick?â
Dean: âMaybe love-sick.â
You furrowed your eyebrows.
You: âI-I donât understand.â
Dean grabbed your hand before you could back away.
Dean: âI donât know why it took me all of this time to realize it, but Iâm madly in love with you. I never want to leave your side, I want to spend eternity serving and caring for you. You are my everything.â
You got loose of his grip and backed out of the kitchen. As he kept looking at you with those giant eyes, you just walked faster until you bumped into someone.
You spun around and saw Cas with a boquet of flowers.
Cas: âIâm sorry, I didnât know which ones were your favorites. But these flowers were the most beautiful, and they reminded me of you.â
Your eyes were wide with confusion and a bit of fear.
Cas: âI know itâs sudden, but I canât stop thinking about you, and I want you to know that I love you. I want to protect you for eternity and serve you. Please, let me marry you, y/n.â
You could hear Deanâs chair in the background skeeting across the floor.
You looked over to see a very pissed off Dean standing, making deadly eye contact with Cas.
Dean: âY/nâs mine. I love y/n more than you could ever think of.â
Castiel put down his boquet of flowers onto a table that was next to him.
Cas: âI highly doubt that, sense I am an immortal being and my brain is vastly larger than yours. As is my love for y/n.â
From the tip of Casâ coat sleeve, you could see the tip of an angel blade.
Dean had his hand on his gun holster.
You: âWoah woah woah. Just stop, both of you.â
They both looked at you with the most loving eyes.
You: âI donât know what came over you two, but you arenât in love with me.â
Both Dean and Cas: âOf course I am.â
Deanâs eyes turned to Cas with that evil look in them.
Dean: âAnd Iâll kill Cas to prove our love. That way no one will stand in our way.â
They started towards each other, gently pushing you out of the way, and they began to fight. Punches flew one right after the other.
They hadnât used their weapons yet, but they were ready to. So you ran to Samâs room to get help.
You knocked profusely on his door.
He opened the door so quickly, and he looked as if he had just woken up that very second.
Sam: âWhatâs wrong, y/n?â
You: âDean and Cas are about to kill each other.â
He ran to where he could hear the fighting. Castiel had just pulled out the angel blade. So Sam ran in between them to try and stop them, but it didnât work.
Sam: âWhat are you doing?â
Dean: âGet out of our way, Sam.â
Dean pointed his gun at Samâs head.
You ran in between Deanâs gun and Sam because you knew Dean wouldnât shoot.
While Dean was processing the new situation, Sam turned around, knocked out Cas, then grabbed Dean by the collar, and knocked him out as well.
You and Sam then took each of them back to their separate rooms and locked the door.
Sam: âWhat the hell.â
You: âThey both think that theyâre madly in love with me. I donât know why. I woke up and they both confessed their âloveâ to me, then they found out that both of them âloveâ me so they fought in order to prove it to me.â
Sam: âAgain. What the hell.â
You: âI donât know. But we better find out how to break this, and quick.â
After hours of reading books, Sam went into Deanâs room to make sure that he was still out cold. Dean was, so Sam searched his room.
Underneath the edge of the mattress, Sam saw a corner sticking out, so he grabbed it.
He then went to Casâs room and found an identical piece under that mattress.
He said to you as he returned from the bedrooms.
Sam dropped the two pieces in front of you and leaned against the table.
Sam: âHex bags. They were underneath each of their mattresses.â
You: âThat explains a lot.â
Sam: âIâll do some research on how to break this, you go and rest for a bit.â
Sam: âY/n, youâve been through almost all of these books for hours on end. Just take a break. Iâll take over from here.â
You gave a half smile at Sam and then got up and left.
On a hunch, you walked into Samâs room and looked underneath his mattress. Sure enough, a hex bag. Your bed, in the other room, didnât have one.
You: âHey - uhm - Sam. I found this.â
You showed him the hex bag.
You: âUnder your mattress.â
Sam opened it up, and sure enough, it had the same materials as the other two.
Sam went a little red, but you couldnât notice.
You: âWell, sense youâre acting the same,â
Sam got a bit more red, but hid it well
You: âI guess the witch just made that bag wrong.â
Sam didnât make eye contact with you, because he knew that your theory was not true.
Sam: âYeah. I guess so.â