Supernatural Imagines

Plays For The Other Team Charlie Bradbury X Reader

"Oh course it's not serious, it's a bar! Come on, it will be fine." Charlie grabbed your hand and intertwined her fingers with yours. You didn't mind, but you actually felt a bit more at ease.

"Okay, Okay, I'm going." You walked into the bar, getting a few glances but nothing that said creepy. Or at least you hoped.

Charlie pulled you up on a stool, and letting go of your hand. She ordered some liquor for the both of you, the bartender solid them across the sleek polished wood. You grabbed the glass, taking one big swig and emptying it. Charlie looked impressed.

"What? Before I got into hacking I was a bartender, so I know how to handle my liquor." You shrugged, asking for a beer.

"Damn." She grinned.

The night was spent well, drinking enough, but not too much to get you drunk. Charlie was  unconsciously scooting closer and closer to you. You didn't mind, and you inched closer as well. She seemed to notice, and threw her arm around your shoulder.

"Charlie, we should be heading home soon." You hiccuped.

"Yeah, yeah." She nodded.

It was extremely dark out, considering it was late. But still, that didn't stop a rather husky man trying to hit on you. He was obviously drunk, using the counter as a stabilizer.

"Hello, miss." He slurred. "Mind if I pour ya 'nother round?"

"Nah, your not even a bartender." You pointed out.

"Oh but come on, just one little drink? Or perhaps a little kiss?" You offered, leaning in closer. You smelled the stench of alcohol lingering in his breathe, which repulsed you majorly.

"Can you not." You put your hand up in his face.

"Why not come home with me? We can have a little fun." He whispered.

"Get away!" You yelled.

"Hey! She said to leave." Charlie burst, standing up in her chair. Her frame was no match for the large build of this man, but she had one thing he did not. Full use of his motor controls and a fully conscious  brain.

"Oh? And what are you going to do about it. I can tell she is into me." He cackled. "And if she wants me, then I'm right here."

"First off, ew your disgusting. Second of all, I'm going to do this." Charlie jumped up and slammed the guy in the face with her fist. He went down immediately, groaning as he attempted to stand up from landing face first on the tiled floor.

"She plays for the other team, dumbass, lets go (Y/N)." Charlie grabbed your hand and led you out of the bar.

"Charlie, wait." You stopped her mid stride.

"What is it?" She asked, you could tell she was angry, but her features softened when she looked at you.

"Thank you, I was planning on just leaving, but then you stood up and punched him." You blushed a little, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer. "And you are right, I do play for the other team."

Charlie smashed her lips on yours, kissing you in the parking lot. Not caring if anyone saw you two making out. Of course, it had to be some drunk scene for you to confess your true intentions, but hey, it works.

"So, wanna go out sometime? Not a bar, just the two of us?" Charlie asked, smiling."

"Dontcha know it." You grabbed her hand and walked back to the car, giving her a peck on the cheek before hoping in.

Author's Note

I went to go get a sports physical for basketball two days ago, and I got four shots, two in each arm, like bitch.

I don't mind shots, I just hate the after math of the soreness.

I COULDN'T FUCKING LIFT MY ARMS HIGHER THAN A 90 DEGREE ANGLE.

But I got Bugs Bunny and Tasmanian Devil band aids, so I was happy.

ANY ADVICE FROM WISDOM TEETH VETERANS? Because I'm getting  bunch of soft foods and wearing sweatpants and just whatever and yeah. So any suggestions I should get before I have my surgery?

IF YOU GOT QUESTIONS FOR ME, ASK THEM HERE FOR MY RANT BOOK BECAUSE I COULD RANT ABOUT ANYTHING, BUT I WILL RANT ABOUT STUFF YOU WANT LOL

I sold my first illegal memes two days ago.

I got 79 doges

It was two rare pepes and an ultimate pepe.

I have a good dealer, he is cheap.

Contact me if you want memes.

Just stick the tip in, see how it feels

no sir, I'm not talking about your penis, please just tip the waitresses, they work very hard.

Unlike your dick

Go get some viagra for that shit.

Until next oneshot,

~AvengingSupernatural