Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

➸ Date Nights ➸

Dean:

You ride in the Impala blind from the blindfold over your eyes with Dean in the drivers seat. He said he was taking you somewhere for your date tonight. He said it would be so nice that you would forget all about the job. So far Dean is doing good.

"Dean, are we almost there?" You whine for the millionth time. The blindfold is causing you to get a little motion sick.

"No." He says, but lays his hand on your thigh, making little circles with his thumb. He makes a right and you slide to the left a little in the passenger seat.

"How bout' now?" You have your eyes open and all you see is darkness, but some light does break through the thin fabric.

"Actually we're almost there." He makes a left and you lay your head on Dean's shoulder. The car starts to slow down and soon it's in park. "We're here."

You start to giggle with excitement and become giddy to take the blindfold off to see where you are. Dean turns off the car and gets out on his side. You can hear his boots on the pavement as he rounds over to your side of the car. He opens your door and unbuckles the seat belt for you. Dean grabs your hand and slowly you lift yourself out of the car's seat and stand on the solid ground.

You still have the blindfold over your eyes as he walks you to the surprise. He has his worn steady hands on your hips and he's guiding you from behind. Both his work boots and your sneakers make little thumping noises as you both walk across the black concrete.

"Okay, one more step," You take one more step and stop. "Okay, take off the blindfold." Dean lets go of your sides and you hear him take a step back. You take the blindfold off of your face and see a blinding light. Your eyes start to adjust to the light and you see a big building. On the side of the gray building is has a big sign, Indoor Shooting Range.

"You took me to a shooting range?" You gasp and continue to stare at the sign.

"Yeah, is there something wrong with that?" Dean says in a worried tone. "If it is, it's alright. We could do something else or some-" You quickly turn around and jump onto him to give him a hug, cutting off what he was going to say.

"Wrong? This is perfect! Best date night ever!" You say happily and kiss Dean on his cheek. You let him go and race over to the doors leaving Dean behind. Dean smiles and laughs in relief that you like it. He starts to walk over to the doors you ran through. He keeps replaying what you said, "Best night ever" in his mind.

Sam: