Title: Miracles Happen

Author: erasedean

Request: Can you write a dean x reader where Dean walks in on the reader singing and dancing to Miracles Happen (the girl version) from The Princess Diaries and a bunch of fluff 

-  jensensfreckleddick (aka ari my love)

Word Count: 492

Triggers: None

Fic:

Your week had been shit. You didn’t get to sleep in, your car sputtered out its final miles in life, and you even forgot to take your birth control two times not that it was too terribly important. It wasn’t like you were getting any action anyway. To let loose, you found yourself swinging your hips in front of your mirror as if you were a stripper who owed someone money the next day. Your room in the bunker was your solace in a way. It was an escape from all of the monsters, monstrosities, and murky creatures that lurked around every corner. But for now, this was your time and that was no time to think of such things.

               “Miracles happen once in a while,” You belted from your diaphragm with such a force it threatened to knock down every brick that held the rustic structure together. You grabbed your brush from the vanity and held it to your mouth passionately as your let your emotions flow through the melody. ”You showed me dreams come to life, that taking a chance on us was right,” You leaped onto your mattress that released a crunch from the springs while you continued your performance with no notice of the figure standing in the door way leaning on the frame, a smile plastered on his chapped lips. “All things come with a little time,-“

               “When you believe…” Dean finished, the smirk remained in its habitat. You immediately froze on impact in embarrassment and shock. You had the hunter cat-like skills, but you had failed to notice him in every way. He waltzed from the door frame and over to your stage where he held out his hand, but you rejected it and turned the other way with your hair dramatically hanging over your shoulder.

               “I’m sorry, but I refuse help from a fan. I’m too famous for you to touch me. I’m a world-renowned singer, you know,” You kidded to hide your embarrassment as you batted your lashes.

               Dean placed his hand on his chest and huffed out jokingly as if he were offended as he walked around to the other side of the bed to face him. He glazed up at you from your height as you both tried to hide your smiles. “Well, I’m actually famous, too. I’m a known criminal. I steal hearts,”

               You shoved your shoulders back as you chortled at the ridiculous remark. He wrapped his arms around your calves as he lifted you off the bed and slid his arms to your hips while your feet finally made contact with the ground. “You are such an idiot. You know that?”

               Dean’s eyes crinkled around the edges as he grinned shyly, looking into your eyes deeply as if you were the only thing in the world. “Yeah, but I’m your idiot,” He spoke, placing his lips on yours as naturally as his first drink of coffee in the morning.