Supernatural Imagines

Dean Imagine

Imagine: Dean and you going on a witch hunt.
"Y/N," Dean's voice echoed through the hallways of the bunker. I turned in my bed and looked at my alarm clock, and saw that it was 7:00 AM. I rolled out of bed, and walked downstairs to Dean. "What?" I asked. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" he asked concerned. "Yeah, but it's okay," I said with a small smile. He returned the smile and I asked, "Did you need something?" "Yeah," he replied, motioning for me to sit down at the table. "Here's you breakfast," he said, putting a plate of freshly made eggs, pancakes, bacon, sausage, and potatoes in front of me. "Oh my God. Thank you," I said as ny stomach growled. I began eating my breakfast and so did. "So there is a case up in Oregon. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come with me?" Dean said. "What kind of case?" I asked. "I think it is a witch," Dean replied. I nodded my head, and asked, "Where's Sammy?" "Out working on something with Bobby or Cas, I think," he said. I got a big smile on my face and said, "I would love to go on this hunt with you Dean." He returned the smile and went back to eating his food, as did I. The whole time we ate breakfast, Dean filled me in on the case. After breakfast I went upstairs to the bathroom, and took a quick shower. I got out and blow dryed my hair trying to make it look halfway decent. I put on my favortie shorts than went to abouy mid thigh, and I put on my favorite t-shirt that has gotten a little tight on me. I came downstairs to find Dean in the living room. "You ready?" I asked, as he was putting various guns into his duffel bag. He looked up at me, and his jaw dropped a little. "You are wearing that hunting?" he asked me. "Yeah. Why?" I said. "No reason," he replied zipping up his duffel bag. He put it on his shoulder and grabbed my duffel bag and walked out to the car. I was right behind him and got into the passenger seat as he put the bags in the trunk. He got in and sped off, blasting Metallica and ACDC. We both sang to all of the songs, until we finally arrived in Oregon. We found the witch in an abandoned house in the middle of nowhere. "Alright, Y/N you take front, I'll take back," he said. I nodded my head and shivered, because the weather was so cold in Oregon. "Are you okay?" Dean asked. "Super. Just a little c-cold," I said as my teeth chattered a little bit. Dean took off his jacket and gave it to me and said, "Here. This will keep you warm." I put on his jacket and melted into the warmth. "Thanks," I said. Then Dean went to the back and I walked up to the house. The plan wad to het inside and stab her. Hopefully, since she wasn't that experienced, it would kill her. It was an easy gank. We went inside, I caught her off-gaurd, I captured her, Dean stabbed her. However, before Dean stabbed her, she chanted something. I couldn't hear the words but I knew she cast a spell. Most likely on just Dean and I. We left the house, and got in the Impala. Dean started driving and I asked, "So are we gonna talk about it?" "Talk about what?" he asked. "The spell she casted on us," I replied. He looked at me and said, "I'm really tired. We'll talk about it in the morning." I nodded my head and said, "Okay. If you don't mind could I wear your jacket for a while longer, I'm really cold." Dean smiled and said, "Of course, you look really cute in it anyways." I looked at him almost immediately and started blushing a little bit, as did he. "I meant, uh, it maked your outfit look cuter. Not saying that your not, because you are. You are really vute and hot. Especially in my jacket," Dean said. He lookef confused and started blushing even more. It was like my lips had a mind of my own as they said,"Thanks. You look hot all the time." I blushed and quickly looked out the window. What the hell is going on? I laid back in the seat and Dean turned on some music. We got to the bunker in the morning, and I woke up just as Dean pulled into the bunker. "Morning Sleeping Beauty," Dean said. I smiled and we went into the bunker. "You must be tired," I said. "Yeah," he said. "You could have woken me up and I could have drove for awhile," I said. "I know but you were really adorable when you were sleeping," Dean said. "Dammit. What the hell is going on?" he practically yelled. "I don't know Dean. Do you think it was the witch?" I asked. "I bet it was. Son of a bitch," he said. "So what we have to say whatever we think?" he asked. "I guess so," I replied. "Well this is friggin awesome," he said, sounding mad. "Dean, come on it's not that bad," I said, trying to comfort him. "Not that bad? Y/N this is really bad. Doy ou know how much I think of you? How much I think of how perfect you are and how much I just want to kiss you?...DAMMIT!" he yelled storming to his bedroom. I stood there for a second in total shock. I had always loved Dean Winchester, I just never thought that he loved me back. I went to Dean's room and found him laying on his bed. "Dean?" I asked. He sat up and said, "I'm sorry Y/N. I really tried not to say anything. I don't want to ruin our friendship, but I just couldnt help myself, because it was all true. And I knos you don't feel the same" I gave him a small smile, and said, "You wanna hear something more embarrasing?" I asked. "Y/N, I just confessed all of my thoughts about you. What could be more embrassing?" he asked. "I love you Dean Winchester. Always have, and the truth is I wake up every morning wishing that when I woke up you were by my side, and I go to bed every night wishing you were there to cuddle with. You may think I am cute and all but the truth is I am completely in love with you Dean," I said blushing. The next thing I knew, Dean crashed his lips onto mine. We pulled away after a minute and Dean said, "I've been wanting to do that for what feels like forever." "Me too," I replied. We kissed again, but it didn't go much further because Deanxwas really tired after driving all night. "I'm really sorry Y/N. I wish I wasn't so tired. But do you wanna, maybe, try that whole cuddling together thing?" he asked me. "That sounds perfect," I said crawling under the blankets and snuggling in close to Dean, as he wrapped his strong, warm arms around me, and we both fell asleep.