Supernatural Imagines

Plays For The Other Team Charlie Bradbury X Reader

Some one requested it and I accidentally deleted it, I'm sorry! But here it is, hopefully I remember most of what the person requested, so yeah.

YES, THIS IS A RELATIONSHIP ONE WITH CHARLIE BECAUSE I REALLY WANTED TO DO A CHARLIE ONE SO YEAH, YOU DO LIKE FEMALES IN THIS, IF YOU DON'T THEN DON'T READ THIS OR JUST PRETEND YOU DO!

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You had known Charlie ever since you and her both got the same job at the Dick Roman Empire working with tech. Both of you were computer whizzes, hacking away and decoding websites and other things to earn free stuff on computer games. Plus, you two sat right next to each other, even if there was a wall between you, you just messaged each other on the computer.

But after the fall of the Empire, (That sounds like something out of Star Wars) Charlie had no place to stay, so you had offered your apartment, since it did have an extra room you never used. She at first had turned you down, but after one night in a motel, she had called you again.

Over the time that she had stayed, you had gotten more close, and had, what you thought, were more than best friends. You knew she was gay, and that didn't bother you one bit and you yourself were even turning to like her as well. But you had both kept it awkwardly secret, knowing that you both liked each other, but never actually saying anything.

But it was one of those days at your apartment, a boring Friday evening without much to do. You would have a Harry Potter marathon, but you did that last night. That is the reason why you were so tired in the morning. No not because you woke up at 4, it's because you stayed up until 4, which you leave for work in two hours after that.

"Charlie, I'm bored." You complained, sitting on your couch, phone in hand.

"Did you check all your social media feeds?" She asked nonchalantly.

"All dead, since people are too bust going out with friends and stuff." You sighed.

"We could do that you know, have a few drinks, talk." She shrugged, the tips of her fiery red hair touching her shoulders.

"Sounds fun, albeit expensive..." You told her.

"So? We deserve this night out from working our asses off. Come on, let's go." She begged, grabbing your hand and pulling you up.

"Fine, fine, let me change into something more decent." You had changed into comfy clothes the second you got home, hating dress pants.

You had put on skinny jeans, a low cut V-Neck tee in a cool pattern, and slipped on some combat boots. You applied a little makeup and refixed your hair.

"Alright, ready to...go? Charlie, are you staring at me?" You asked as you walked out of the room.

Charlie was looking you up and down, liking what she was seeing. "Hmm? Oh, I was just zoning out. you look great, (Y/N)." She smiled.

"You say that about me everyday." You laughed, walking out of the apartment with the red head following.

"But it is true." She murmured, "So, we can take my car, since I know were we are going."

"Lead the way." You let her walk in front, and so you took this opportunity to admire that booty, because honestly? Who wouldn't?

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You arrived at the bar, you didn't expect it to be this big or crowded. I mean, it was a Friday, but damn, there were cars parked along he road!

"Are you sure we should be here? Looks, frivolous." You asked, a little concerned.