Kissing her softly on the lips, you closed your eyes as she gently placed a hand on your cheek.
"You're so perfect, Y/N." Lizzie tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before you felt another peck.
Opening your eyes, you giggled before taking her hands in yours. "What did I do to deserve you?" You smiled at her.
"Y/N?" You heard Dean's voice call. "You here?"
Your eyes widened. "Shit!" You cussed under your breath.
"I can hide in the closet…but it doesn't really agree with me." Lizzie stated before smirking.
You couldn't help but smirk too before you realised how monumentally screwed you were. "Just give me a second to talk to them."
"You want me to come with?" Lizzie asked softly.
You shook your head before taking a deep breath. "No…I've been putting this off for too long, and it's not fair on you."
"You don't have to do anything for me, babe. I'm here for you." Lizzie replied reassuringly. "I mean…I'm willing to go back in the closet for you." She smirked.
"That joke was at best a Dad joke the first time you said it, Lizzie." You smirked.
"Whatever, go talk to your brothers." She smiled.
You nodded before walking out of the room. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach as you made your way down the corridor before entering the board room. Sam, Dean, and Cas were all sat around the table. They turned to you as you entered.
"Hey." Dean smiled before immediately noticing that something was off about you. "You okay?" He furrowed an eyebrow, getting up from his seat and walking over. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
"No…no…" You shook your head. "I'm fine, honestly, I'm fine…I just…" You paused. "…I just have something to tell you…"
You were the focus of both Sam and Cas now too. They were both looking at you with concern…and that just made it so much worse. You felt tears gathering as they threatened to fall. Lowering your head, you couldn't do it. The words just wouldn't come out.
It was then that you felt a hand take yours in theirs, squeezing it gently in reassurance. Sniffling, you looked up to see Lizzie stood next to you smiling softly. "Like I said, I'm here for you."
"Who's this?" Dean asked curiously.
"My girlfriend…" You tried cautiously, unsure as to the reaction that would follow.
Looking at the boys' expressions, Cas was completely un phased by it all while Sam and Dean couldn't look prouder as they smiled at you.
"I'm Dean." He held out his hand to Lizzie.
"Lizzie." She shook it with a smile. "Do we have to have the 'if you hurt her' talk?" Lizzie smirked.
Dean smirked too.
"So you're not mad?" You asked.
"Why would we be mad?" Sam answered. "You're our sister, it's our job to look out for you, not control you." He stood up from the table and walked over, also introducing himself to Lizzie with a handshake.
"It's a completely natural concept." Cas began.
"Thanks." You smiled before being engulfed in a warm hug by Dean.
"I think we should order take out to celebrate." He suggested. "You're welcome to stay." Dean turned to Lizzie.
"Thanks." Lizzie nodded.
After a few seconds, Dean spoke up once again. "We're proud of you, Y/N." And it showed in his expression. He couldn't stop smiling, and just generally looked happy about the whole thing. "Ooh, my little sis has a girlfriend…they grow up so fast." He mocked.
You shook your head. "You're a dick."
"I can 'not' call for pizza." He began with a smirk.
"Ughhhhhh, fine…you're not a dick." You corrected reluctantly.
"Leave them alone, Dean." Sam added.
"Awwww…you're no fun." Dean pretended to pout.
"You're not cute, Dean." You then turned to Lizzie. "Whereas you…" You smiled before pecking her lips softly.
Smiles grew on the boys' faces.
Lizzie blushed before speaking up. "I like your family."
"Welcome to it." You took her hand in yours. "It's a little dysfunctional, but it's ours."
"I couldn't be prouder to be a part of it." Lizzie smiled.
You smiled too. "Good."