Literature
Dean Winchester x Reader: Wish Upon A Star 3
"Hey beautiful," Dean whispers, cradling the bundle of squirming blankets in his arms. He can barely believe the sight before him; a baby, his baby, alive and healthy. Ten fingers, ten toes, a nose that she scrunched up whenever she cooed, a perfect little girl.
Dean glances over and meets your eyes. The corners of his lips twitch upwards when you give him an exhausted smile. He'd nearly fainted when you started contractions, and you could have sworn he turned six shades paler when you were in labor; a man that spent forty years down in flames and chains could barely handle you giving birth, but now that all is said and done and you three ar
