Imagine: Waking Dean up after you had a nightmare and he comforts you
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I sat up suddenly, breath heavy and trembling, my body was shaking ferociously. Sweat was on my forehead and tears were in my eyes. I tried to fix my state as Dean sat up next to me in a rush. He set a hand on my arm.
"Hey, Y/N," He told me. "It's ok. You're alright."
My arm dropped, and I grabbed his free hand. His right hand was rubbing soothing circles into my back. My breath slowed down as I stared and thought about the nightmare.
"Same dream?" Dean asked softly.
"Yeah," I spoke, sounding choked up. "What the hell is happening to me?"
"Hey, look at me," He said, and I finally turned my head. "It's not you, ok? It's not you."
I blinked back wetness in my eyes, and he pulled my head down so he could plant a kiss on my forehead. Before I knew it, I went back to sleep in his arms.
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionJust some imagines from the Supernatural show. They're all mine, I came up with them and the short parts with them. Some are depressing, some may be different. So enjoy!
