FIRST OF ALL DEAN COULD KILL ME AND ID THANK HIM
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MIYA KNEW DEAN was a demon hunter. She knew he cared too much— even if he didn't admit it. She also knew her and Sam were the only people he had left. Hell they were the only thing he had left at all.
That however, didn't stop her from going off. Alone, in the woods. Without telling Dean.
It was at her niece's birthday party. Miya was bored and tired of seeing old ladies hit on her boyfriend. Honestly she wished Dean would actually hit them, but of course he didn't.
So off she went, without a word. It couldn't hurt anyone and nobody would even realize she was gone, right?
Wrong.
Minutes after she walked off Dean noticed. His Miya was missing— and he was freaking out. What if a demon got her, an angry spirit? Man, a shapeshifter could've gotten her and then she'd really be in trouble.
He ran through the house, mentally cursing himself for not bringing along Sam. After searching every nook n cranny he could find without any luck, he sprinted out the door.
As all this was happening, Miya finally decided her walk was done and she could turn back— the woods wasn't that exciting anyway. While she walked she hoped Dean wasn't thinking something bad had happened to her. He was always the type to assume the worst.
Something bad has definitely happened to her, Dean thought has he ran into the woods. He followed a trail that led a least 3 minutes into the forest, until he saw her. He stopped running and began walking towards her.
"MIYA DILLON, YOU GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" he screamed at her. He was so pissed you could see veins popping on his head.
Miya looked over to him and smiled, "Oh hey Dean! We're you going on a walk too?"
He stopped and stared at her, "What were you thinking?"  he snapped. Dean loved her, but sometimes she was careless. Painfully careless.
Miya shrugged and opened her mouth to answer but was cut off my Dean, "You know you could've been taken? possessed, or oh i don't know," he threw up his hands, " MURDERED?"
Miya jumped back at his sudden angriness. She didn't realize he'd be so mad. She watched as Dean walked back and forth and reached out to touch her— like he was scared she'd disappear.
"Dean i'm sor-"
"You know sometimes sorry doesn't work. Sometimes, you need to have to be more than sorry. Sometimes you need to use your head and not be so careless. You and Sam are-"
Miya cut him off, "The only people you have left."
He stared at her for what seemed eternity, clenching and unclenching is jaw. He shrugged his shoulder and dropped his head. All he could think about how it was his fault his dad died, how his brother had to quit school, and why Miya couldn't live a normal life. It was all his fault.
Without speaking, Miya pulled him into a hug. He needed it, she could basically see the sadness coming off of him in waves.
Dean gladly excepted, wrapping his arms around her waist. He was just so tired of everything. Having the world on his shoulders. Of protecting Sam. The only place he ever felt truly safe was here, in Miya's arms.
Even though he was taller then her, he found a way to lay his head on her shoulder and hold her even tighter. She ran her hands through his hair to comfort him, even if he'd get upset about it getting messed up.
"Dean," she paused to pull away, "let's get out of the woods...there might be a Boogy Man coming for us!" she exclaimed, in a spooky voice.
He scoffed, "If a Boogy man tried to hurt you, it would be dead before it hit the ground."
Miya smiled and let Dean wrap his arm around her shoulder. They made their way out of the woods and back to the party, safe in each other's arms.

PERIODDDD IVE NEVER WROTE ANYTHING SUPERNATURAL BEFORE BUT I THINK THIS IS GOOD🕺🏼🤚🏼 MAN I SPENT TWO DAYS ON THIS LMAOOO
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