Supernatural Imagines

Getting Out- Dean x Reader

Okay, so this popped into my mind as I was listening to "Up All Night" by Hinder (video to the right). I hope you enjoy! Some swearing and dancing, but that's it.

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You took your drink and twirled it around in your hand. Your friends had somehow convinced you to join them at the bar. According to them, you didn't get out enough and didn't know how to have fun. That was utter bullshit. You knew how to have fun- You were just too busy with other things all the time. Looking around, you spotted your friends on the dance floor, flaunting themselves in front of guys. This annoyed you. Nobody had come up to you yet. Maybe it was because you gave off a vibe that said 'Touch me and I'll kill you'. You sighed and sipped your beer.

"Hello." A deep voice said from next to you. You looked over and found a guy around your age, with dirty-blonde hair and the brightest green eyes you'd ever seen. As a fangirl, you might even call them fanfiction-green. At a loss of words, you stared at him. 
"Um, hey. What's up?" It was the only thing you could think to say. He gave a small chuckle and looked around. 
"Just hanging out. What's your name?" He asked. 
"(Y/N). What's yours?" You responded, slowly warming up to the conversation.
"That's a beautiful name, by the way. My name is Dean Winchester. I'm an aquarius, I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach, and frisky women." He grinned like a total dork when you laughed.
"Well, Dean Winchester, would you like to join me for a dance?" You asked him. Dean seemed like a really cool guy, and you'd be fine whether your relationship stopped here or went on past tonight. 
"Sure, why not? I must warn you, though, I'm not the best dancer." 
"Then it's a good thing, because I'm not either. C'mon, let's go." You grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor. 

You both danced to a rock song that you hadn't heard before, and you made a mental note to find it on YouTube later. Dean turned out to be a better dancer than he let on, and you tried to copy his moves. You didn't care that you were a bit off-rhythm. After the song ended, Dean pulled you into his arms, surprising you. You looked up at him and he smiled. 

"I know we literally just met, but I really like you." He waited for a response nervously, fearing that he'd screwed up. 
"I like you too, Dean. You're a really cool guy." You kissed him on the lips and smiled. Your friends were right. Maybe going out sometimes wasn't such a bad idea.