Welcome to Supernatural (DeanxReader)

"Whatcha listenin' to, (y/n)?" Dean's voice drew her attention and she paused the soothing sound of Cecil's voice and glanced at her crush.

A grin touched her lips as she searched for the right words to describe the wonderful insanity that is Night Vale. As time inched on his curiosity grew.

The Impala sat stationary outside the library. Snow fell softly outside as the two sat waiting for the youngest Winchester. It had only been about twenty minutes and Dean couldn't contain himself after the (h/c) girl had put an earbud in and started smiling softly at whatever whispered into her ear.

He looked at her expectantly as she searched the falling snow for the answer to his question.

"I'm listening to Welcome to Night Vale." She finally spoke and turned her gaze on him.

"Oh," he nodded slightly looking out the windshield trying to figure out what she was talking about before turning back to her in confusion, "welcome to what-vale?"

"Welcome to Night Vale." She smiled at his adorable confused look, "It's a podcast."

Once again he nodded and went silent for a moment.

"What's it about?" He asked still gazing out the window.

She opened her mouth to answer, but her smile slowly faded as she found it extremely difficult to describe what exactly the podcast was about.

Dean jumped slightly as a small hand invaded his vision with an earbud held between two fingers. He met the girl's gaze and took the earbud, placing it in his ear. The girl flipped over to the first episode and hit play.

Dean listened as the voiced began to float into his ear, letting himself be ushered into the world of Night Vale.

Sam shivered as he walked outside. A thin blanket of snow now covered the Impala as he made his way over to it.

He threw the back door open and slid in and was about to say something intelligent when he noticed how the two occupants were sitting.

(y/n) and Dean were leaning close to one another looking at something on her phone.

He tilted his head to the side and leaned forward catching a glimpse of an image of two guys.

One had insanely gorgeous  hair and was wearing a lab coat. The other was pale and sported a third eye and glasses. He read the small talk bubble that came from the one with glasses.

"Carlos?" His voice caused the couple to jump apart.

Dean's hands went instantly to the steering wheel and his eyes locked on something in front of him. (y/n)'s eyes stayed on the screen as she clicked off of the image.

The earbud still connected the two, however, and Sam raised his eyebrow at his brother, who glanced at him in the rear view mirror.

"What?" His brother's voice was defensive.

"What are you guys listening to?" Sam asked having a hard time keeping the amusement out of his voice. Considering he knew about both of their crushes on one another.

Dean opened his mouth and instantly closed it again. He glanced over at the girl in the passenger seat who sported a small blush and a shy smile.

"None of your damn business." Dean started the car without another word and began driving them back to the motel.

His hand slipped from the wheel and grasped the girl's. She looked down surprised at the sight of Dean's hand wrapped around hers. She looked up catching the sly smirk and grinned as the last line slipped from Cecil's lips.