Homecoming (BigBrother!Winchesters/Reader) part 1

“Come on, little sis. You need to go to school.” Dean nudged you with his foot off the bed. It was such a pain sharing with him. You landed with a thud.

“Dean!” You heard a self satisfied chuckle as you threw a pillow at him. You felt extremely uncomfortable with this school. It was weird. They were in the middle of this thing called ‘homecoming’. They dressed like fools, decorated each hallway differently, and were obsessed with football. You didn’t know why, and you didn’t ask either of your brothers.

You got yourself ready as Sam entered the room.

“Ready to go?” He was dropping you off today.

“Yeah, go to the car. I’ll be there in a sec.” You had an idea for revenge, and you needed a quick getaway. Sam went to the car and you got a cold cup of water. You walked over to your eldest brother, who still had a smirk on his face by the way, and poured it right on his head.

“(Y/N)! WHEN I GET YOU-” He scrambled up off his bed, laughing, and chased you around the room.

“LOVE YOU TOO DEAN!” You yell as you ran out of the room and hopped in the car. When you got to school, people were dressed up as disney princesses. Even a guy or two had a dress and a tiara on.

“Got everything on you?” Sam asked, being overprotective again.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Books?”

“Yep.”

“Lunch money?”

“Yep.”

“Homework?”

“Yep.”

“Knife?”

“Yes, Sam. I am ready to go to school now. Love you!” You kissed him on the cheek and went off to your weird/normal day of school.


You were sitting in your language arts class, trying to focus on what was going on around you. You tried focusing, really you did! It’s just that memories kept flooding your mind. Mostly the time you first met your brothers.

~It was a month after your mom passed away and you knew nothing about your brothers. You hadn’t even realized you HAD brothers. You were around 12 and you were homeless. You were trying to steal some food from a car in the parking lot. Who just leaves a pie in the front seat of a car?

That was when he found you. Dean. You had tried to run away, but dang he was fast! When he caught you he brought you back to his motel so he could think what to do with you. You were freaked out, to say the least. Especially when you saw the giant with him. You calmed down a little when they told you their first names and gave you some food.

“What’s your name?” Sam asked, doing something on his computer.

“(Y/n).” You took another bite of your sandwich.

“Last name?” Sam felt like he was pulling teeth.

“Why should I tell you mine? I don’t know yours.” Dean rolled his eyes in the background.

“Winchester.” When he said that, you straightened up.

“How do you know that name?” You stood, slowly making your way to the door. You were about half way there when Dean stood in your way.

“It’s our name. Now you know our’s, tell us your’s.” Dean was sort of impatient wasn’t he?

“Alright, stop it. Whatever game you’re playing, stop. It’s not funny.” They both looked at you with confused faces.

“What games? You’re the one playing games! All we want is your last name!”

“Winchester!” You looked at them, you could feel the fear dripping off you.

“My dad’s name is John Winchester, and he hunts monsters, so when he hears that you took me you are dead!”

It had taken a few phone calls, a lot of explaining, and a whole lot of weird moments to get to where you were now.~


Just then the bell rang for the class period. You gathered your books and headed for the door. You were at your locker getting your stuff for the next class, when someone appeared next to your locker.

He was a tall-ish (ok, he was tall, but no one compared to Sam), blond, semi-muscular boy in your grade. You had at least three classes with him, and you sat next to him in one of them.

“Hey Edric.” His name was peculiar, you had to admit. Edric Evans. He was one of the more popular kids in your grade, so you had no idea why he even wanted to talk to you.

“Hey. So what class do you have now?” He looked like he was avoiding something, but you answered him anyway.

“Science…...but you should know….. because we have that class together…… and we’re partners….” He smiled shyly and scratched the back of his neck, looking down.

“Oh, yeah. I forgot. So, um, I was wondering if you had a date to homecoming.” You could see red slowly creep up his neck and invade his cheeks.

“No, I don’t……” Why would you need a date? What and when is this ‘homecoming’? You thought this whole week was homecoming. You saw his eyes brighten at your answer.

“Do you want to go with me? As my date?” The hope in his eyes was overwhelming.

“Sure… I’ll go with you! When is it?”

“Saturday! Where do I pick you up?” You told him the motel address and talked the rest of the way to your classroom.


   Sam noticed that you were quiet on the way to the motel after school. You would look out the window, smile, and look extremely confused for a second. Then you would go back to looking out the window. He could tell that there was something on your mind, but he knew that you would bring it up in your own time.

   Once you two got back, you paced around the room subconsciously. Dean watched you for about a half an hour, trying to do some research.

   “Will you sit down? You’re making me nervous.” You looked up from your pacing and looked back down.

   “Guys, uhm, what- what’s homecoming?” Both Sam and Dean looked up in surprise.

   “It’s just that this school is doing weird stuff like dressing up and talk about football and I thought that’s what homecoming was but then Edric asked me to homecoming and it’s Saturday but we don’t have school Saturday and he’s coming to pick me up at six so can you help me?” You finally stopped enough to breath. Sam and Dean looked at each other, having a silent conversation. When Dean looked up to you, he smirked and asked, “Who’s Edric? Weird name.”

   Sam rolled his eyes before explaining.

   “Homecoming is a week long celebration for coming back to school. They dress up and have fun games sometimes, like you’ve seen, and that Saturday they have a school dance. Which you have a date for. With Edric. Who’s Edric?” Even he couldn’t hide his smug face. You blushed and looked away from them.

“He’s a boy from school. He’s my science partener.” Dean and Sam looked to each other. They knew that you had been pursued before, but no one really asked you out.

   “Well,” Sam sighed and looked to you. “I guess we need to go shopping!” You smiled and hugged both of your brothers.


   Friday you and your brothers went to the nearest mall and found a dress shop. You were looking around at the overly priced dresses when Dean called your name. You went over and he was standing with a pepto-bismol pink dress that went down to your mid calf. It had a very high neckline and almost no embellishments.  You opened your mouth to give your opinion, but Sam cut you off.

   “Dean what is that?” Sam said in his ever sarcastic tone. Dean shot him a look before replying, “It’s a dress, idiot. What does it look like?”

“It looks like someone puked pepto-bismol all over and decided to call it a dress. Dean, we want her to at least look her age, not some some fifty year old.” Sam then held up a blue dress that looked like it would barely cover your butt, a really low neckline, and no back. Dean looked at the dress, then to you, and then looked like he might throw up. He looked back to Sam.

   “No way is a sister of mine wearing that anywhere!” He gestured to Sam. “You even said she should look her age! She is going to homecoming, not to see her pimp!” They continued to argue for a good five minutes before you decided to look for a dress yourself. You even tried a couple on. When you came back they were holding two different dresses, and looking like they were going to tear up the store.


   “Hey, guys?” You stood in the middle of them and they finally looked down at you. You had a purple knee length dress with some jewels at the waist. It had short sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. They both look at the dress and kind of get this “OH” look on their faces.
   “That’s a nice dress.” Dean said, almost surprised. Sam shook his head in agreement and you all decided to buy it and get back to the motel room.