Imagine: Dean is your sons Kindergarten teacher.
"Momma!" My 4 year old son, Ethan exclaimed as he saw me waiting for him.
It was the end of the day so I was picking him up from school. I finished my job half an hour ago so I had plenty of time to drive to his school.
"Hey Sweetie," I chuckled, bending down to hug him. "You have a good day?"
Ethan nodded rapidly. "Hell yeah I did! Mr. Winchester is so cool!"
"Mr. Winchester?" I asked confused.
"Yeah Momma, he's my new teacher. He's so awesome!" Ethan giggled, turning around to scan the playground. His eyes lit up when he saw the back of a tall man.
"There he is! Come! I want you to meet him!" My son cheered, grabbing my hand and yanking me along.
"Ethan honey, we should really be-"
"Mr. Winchester!" Ethan called, grabbing the attention of the man.
When he turned around, my eyes widened for a second. Mr. Winchester was very handsome. He had dirty blonde hair and apple green eyes. His shoulders were broad and he had a strong built. Very attractive.
"Oh, hey Ethan. What's up buddy?" He chuckled, smiling widely.
"This is my Momma. I wanted you to meet her so she could she how awesome you are." Ethan grinned proudly, looking up at the man.
Mr. Winchester laughed. "I'm not as awesome as you buddy. But, thanks. Nice to meet you ma'am."
I blushed and smiled shyly. "Hello. Please, call me Y/N. Ma'am makes me sound old."
"Okay, a beautiful young woman like you couldn't be that old." Dean complimented.
I giggled, blushing even more. "Thank you. That's very sweet..."
"Dean. My name's Dean."
"Pleasure Dean. You've seemed to make quite the impression on Ethan here." I said, ruffling my sons hair.
"Momma!" Ethan piped, swatting my hand away, embarrassed.
Dean chuckled. "All good things I hope."
"Oh yes. You're his favourite teacher apparently."
"Well, your son of a brilliant student. One of my favourites too. He's basically a mini me."
"Yeah Momma! Me and Mr. Winchester have the same music taste and love for pie!" Ethan boasted, smiling.
"Really?" I raised an eyebrow, interested.
"Yup, watch." Dean nodded. "Ethan, Led Zeppelin?"
"Rules!" Ethan cheered.
"AC/DC?"
"Yes!"
"Bon Jovi?"
Ethan made a face. "On occasion."
Me and Dean laughed. "Okay, I believe you." I chuckled.
Dean and Ethan highfived, making me grin. They were so cute together. Like father and son, even though Dean wasn't Ethan's father.
"Well, we better be getting home Ethan. I'm sure Dea- uh, Mr. Winchester has to get home too." I said, scooping up my son in my arms and resting him on my hip.
"I wish. I gotta say and mark the kids work. One of the downsides of being a teacher but I love my job." Dean shrugged.
"Sounds lonely...Oh, I didn't meant to!" I stuttered.
Dean smiled, shaking his head. "It's fine. Don't have anyone at home so yeah."
"Maybe Mr. Winchester can have dinner at our house Momma. We can make pie and everything!" Ethan rambled excitedly.
"I'm not sure baby. If Mr. Winchester is up to it." I chuckle, turning my head to face Dean.
"Nah, I don't wanna upset your husband or boyfriend."
"Well you wouldn't be. I'm single. It's just me and Ethan." I reassured him.
"Well damn, if there's free pie involved, Hell yeah! I'm in!" Dean cheered, making me giggle.
"Yay!" Ethan yelled, throwing his tiny hands up.
"We'll see you tonight then. Be prepared for the best pie you've ever tasted. I'm one hell of a cook." I say proudly to Dean.
"Can't wait." Dean smirked.
I told Dean my address and we all said good bye. For some reason, as I was walking away, I couldn't help feel excited for tonight. I hadn't felt this ecstatic for a guy to come around for a long time.
**
Ding Dong!
"I'll get it!" Ethan announced loudly, scurrying to the door.
"Ethan wait for-"
Too late. He was already out the room and answering the door. I rolled my eyes at the hyperactive child I'd been blessed with. He was a handful but I wouldn't change him for the world.
Quickly putting the freshly baked pie, which had just come out of the oven, on the side too cool, I began walking towards the front door, making myself look presentable as I did.
As I got to the entrance of the house, I saw Dean outside of the door with Ethan standing in front of him inside. Dean was grinning down at Ethan, chuckling at what ever Ethan was saying.
The sight made me smile. I had never seen Ethan take to anyone so well as he did with Dean. And Dean, he was so good with Ethan. My heart fluttered.
Dean's eyes flickered up to meet mine. His grin only grew bigger. His green eyes sparkled. I returned the smile and walked towards them. Our eyes never lost contact.
"Hello again Dean." I greeted warmly.
"Hey Y/N, you look lovely as usual." He complimented, making me blush.
"Momma's blushing!" Ethan giggled loudly.
I blushed even more. "I see the tickle monster coming to get you soon if you don't shush." I threaten playfully.
Ethan's eyes widened as Dean chuckled. "Anyway, let Dean in. It's cold outside." I told my son, who stepped back.
Dean entered, closing the door behind him. "Nice house you've got here."
"Oh, thank you. You're too kind."
"Only telling the truth. Is that pie I smell?"
I laughed. "Yup, but it's for desert."
Dean and Ethan groaned in unison, making me giggle. "Now, who's hungry?" I announced.
"Me!" Ethan cheered. "Come on Mr. Winchester! Momma made burgers!"
"Damn. Burgers and pie? You're definitely the perfect woman for me." Dean winked at me, causing to me to blush once more.
"Come on momma and Mr. Winchester! I'm hungry!" Ethan whined, tugging on our hands.
"Alright sweetie, we're coming." I chuckled.
**
"Wow, that was awesome. Haven't had a home cooked meal in a long time. Your cooking is delicious." Dean sighed contently as we sat down on the living room sofa.
It was after dinner. Ethan had gone to bed, pretty much passing out after having the last of his pie. Guess today was overwhelming for him.
"Really? It was nothing. Glad you liked it." I smiled, handing him a beer I'd carried from the kitchen.
"Liked it? I frickin loved it! Can I just stay here forever and eat your amazing food?" He grinned, swigging his beer.
I giggled, sipping my beer as well. "So, what made you wanna become a kindergarten teacher?"
Dean shrugged. "My younger brother, Sam, said I'd always been good with kids. I used to look after him when he was a kid. I felt more of a dad than a big brother." He chuckled.
"Wow. You sound like a good man then. What's Sam doing now?"
Dean smiled proudly. "He's at Stamford. Gonna become this big lawyer one day. That kids got the whole world in front of him."
A feeling bloomed inside of me. I liked watching Dean talk about his family. The cute smile that caressed his lips made me so happy.
"Well, with you beside him, how could he not?" I said heartily, shuffling closer to him and resting my head on his shoulder.
Dean was a little unsure at first but rested his head on mine and placed his hand on my knee, moving his thumb up and down. It had been a while since I'd been touched (not in that way idjits) like this. It was nice.
"I can see why Ethan really likes you." I hummed contently.
"Yeah? Well I hope his mom does too cause I really like her." Dean confessed.
It was silent for a moment but my lips twitched into a big smile. "Yeah I do like my sons kindergarten teacher."
I lifted my head up and look at Dean who was gazing at me back. Both of us had big grins plastered on our faces. "God this is so chick flicky." He smirked.
I laughed, nodding. "Yeah, I usually hate stuff like this but...with you, it's different."
"I agree. There just something about you." Dean chuckled, staring into my eyes.
Slowly, our faces moved closer. I closed my eyes, preparing for a kiss. When our lips were centimetres away, we were pulled back by:
"Momma!" Ethan's voice yelled from upstairs.
Me and Dean both looked at each other and burst out laughing. "I think I'm gonna have to give him detention for that." Dean joked, making me giggle.
"You're so cute when you're all teachery." I teased, standing up.
"Hey! I'm not cute. I'm handsome." Dean protested.
I rolled my eyes, sticking it my hand to help him up too. He took it and pulled himself up. Now we where stood so close, our bodies were touching and our faces were once again rather close.
"Hey." He smirked, staring into my eyes, making me almost melt.
"Hi." I giggled.
Dean placed his hands on my hips, sending tingles at his touch. My arms wrapped around his neck. Then, automatically, I lifted myself up on my tiptoes, connecting our lips.
Dean kissed back immediately, responding with passion and hints of lust. It was the best kiss I'd ever had. Involuntarily, I moaned into his mouth, making him smirk.
"Ewww! Momma you can't kiss Mr. Winchester!" A small voice whined, making me and Dean snap apart.
A blush found its way to my face, knowing we'd been caught. Dean chuckled at my flustered state. I sent him a playful glare.
"Ethan sweetie, what are you doing out of bed?" I asked in my best mom voice.
"I couldn't sleep. Why were you and Mr. Winchester kissing? That's gross." Ethan grimaced in his batman onesie.
"I, uh- we..." I didn't have a good answer.
"Do you love him momma?"
Dean chuckled beside me. I blushed bright red. Damn this is awkward. Thankfully, Dean swooped in and saved the day.
"She might do buddy. Anyway, how about I take you back up to bed and tomorrow, maybe I could take you and momma out for lunch or something?"
His words where more directed at me but Ethan cheered a yes, grabbing onto his hand and pulling him to his room. I smiled at the sight. Dean really was good with kids.
I nodded my head at Dean as he was pulled out of the room, giving him an answer to his question. He winked at me and let Ethan drag him away.
Maybe Ethan was right. Maybe I was falling in love with Dean...