#strict dad

Paring: Dean Forester x FemReader

Warning: None! Just a little cursing and a little fluff, you call your father “daddy” (NOT IN A WEIRD WAY but it’s more traditional that way)

Summary: it’s finally time for Dean to have dinner with you and your parents and you’re scared but also your mother wants you to wear something your father doesn’t approve of…

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A/N: AHHHH! I am so sorry for the delay, I am getting back into writing and I hope you like this even though it is very short. Also if you asked to be tagged, I’m not able to find your blogs!!!

It’s around 3:50, now and you’re getting ready for dinner. Family dinner with your family but also with Dean.

Gosh you were scared, you know your father can be a little mean but you’re hoping he likes Dean because you really like Dean.

“Sweetheart, I want you to wear this for dinner.” Your mother voice carries in as she walks into your room holding a little white dress with lace at the top and a small little bow at the chest.

“Mama I don’t think daddy will approve.” You mutter as you stand up, turning around to face her, and she smiles and shakes her head slightly.

“I don’t care what your father says about this dress. I had it customarily altered to fit you and you’re going to wear it.” She says has she holds out the dress for you to take and you take it smiling.

“Yes ma’am.” You mutter and she nods and says “Good now hurry up before your friend gets here.” And she walks out of your room closing the door behind her.

You hold up the dress to yourself as you look in your mirror and you smile at all the detail and take off your skirt and sweater you already had on replacing them with the dress and it hits your knees.

You smile to yourself as you put on your white little kitten heels as you fix your hair and you put a white bow with lace on it in your hair and you bite your lip thinking about what Dean might say.

You sigh as you open your bedroom door and walk down the stairs to the kitchen as you pass the living room “What the hell are you wearing?” Your father’s words instantly changing your confidence.

“Oh shush love, she looks amazing.” Your mother says as she wipes her hands onto a towel and your father enters the kitchen and he sighs and rolls his eyes.

“I don’t want my daughter to be showing herself off to this boy.” Your father mutters as he looks at your mother “But daddy-“ you try to start but your mother cuts in first. “Your daughter?! Last time I checked she came out of my body, so I have some say in what she wears. Plus it was a cheap dress that I got altered for free.”

You father immediately sighs and nods walking to your mother and kissing his forehead “You’re right my love, I’m in the wrong here.” He mutters and your mother nods as she smiles up at him.

You watch them and you smile to yourself but then you hear a ding from the doorbell and you smile even more as you rush to the door, looking into the mirror one last time and you open the door to see Dean.

His eyes immediately reach yours but his eyes slide down taking you in and his eyes widen at the dress and he smirks “Hi…” you mutter looking up at him “Hey” you get in return from Dean.

“Let the damn boy in.” Your father’s words instantly mutters behind you and you flinch and open the door more for him to walk in.

Dean immediately walks in and goes straight to your father to shake his hand “It’s nice to meet you sir” he says as shakes your father’s hand and your mother comes out of the kitchen smiling.

“Well you must be Dean, and might I say you are very handsome.” She says as he looks Dean up and down and it earns a scoff from your father and a “Mama!” From you but Dean shakes your mother’s hand.

“It’s nice you meet you as well ma’am” he says before pulling away and looking back down at you and he hugs you and you hug back and he whispers into your ear “God you’re absolutely stunning, and I love this little dress..” and you feel hear rising as you smile looking away.

And he pulls away and your mother smiles and says “Well let’s eat!” And you nod slightly before leading Dean to the dining room.

Your father takes a seat at the head of the table, your mother smiles putting down the bread, and sits to the left of your father.

Dean immediately pulls out your chair to the right of your father for you and your eyes widen and you sit down muttering a small “Thank you Dean” and he sits down next to you.

Soon it’s in the middle of dinner closer to the end and your father finally asks “Dean what are your intentions with my daughter?” And your eyes widen as you sigh slightly.

“Well sir, I want to spend time with her, I want to make her smile, laugh, enjoy her life but I hope to learn more about her from time you’ll let me spend with her.” And you blush immediately and you look at Dean to see he’s already looking at you and he takes your hand from underneath the table.

Your mother smiles and puts a hand over her mouth as she does a little dance and your father sighs and nods slightly before looking at your mother “Clear the table please my love, me and Dean are going to talk in the living room.”

He says as he stand up and you and your mom immediately stand up after him picking up plates and Dean immediately starts to take plates from you “No let me.” But you slap his hand away playfully “Dean you’re a guest, and plus you don’t want to puss off my father.” You mutters and he just nods as he leans down kissing your cheek a you blush.

He smirks as he walks into the living room and you walk to the kitchen with plates and cups in your hands, setting them into the sink.

Soon it’s around 6 pm and your father and Dean are still talking into the living room before your father stands up shaking Dean’s hand and you smile “I’ll walk you out.” And you lead Dean to the door.

And he smiles looking down at you “I had a good time.” And you smile looking up at him “I’m glad, it was nice having you here.” And he nods slightly before leaning down slightly to kiss you but you hear someone clear their throat.

You both look over to see your father standing there with his arms crossed and Dean pulls away and you open the front door for him and he smiles walking out before waving back at you and you wave back.

You look back at your father and he nods slightly as he puts his hands behind his back and he sighs slightly before saying.

“I don’t know if I like him or not.”

My teacher: logs me absent in the system

My dad: texts: where are you?

Me: *sends pic* at school

My dad: your teacher said your absent

Me: because I am studying, not in class

My dad: how do I know you’re in school???

Me: *sends live location*

My dad: what if someone else has your phone?

Me: *sends selfie*

My dad: could be pre taken

Me: *makes a video call with him, sitting in the school library*

My dad: I don’t believe you, you are a liar

Just terrified one of my parents opens it and says i have to return it. My dad literally freaked out over a Loki ring and an all seeing eye bracelet today. Now that i think about it I might be cooked. OH WELL