Dean:
"Hey, look at the time," you said, pointing to the clock.
"Oh, cool," he said, directing his attention back to the TV.
"What's your wish?"
"Huh?" He looked at you.
"Your 11:11 wish."
"I don't need a wish. You're right here." He smiled, kissing your forehead.
Sam:
"Sammy," you said quietly, stifling a yawn. "Look at the time. I'm gonna head to bed."
"It's only 11," he said.
"11:11, and my wish is to be asleep. Night, babe." You kissed his cheek, but he caught your wrist, kissing you deeply.
"My wish came true," he said, smiling a little.
Castiel: "Make a wish, Cas," you said, pointing to the big clock.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because it's 11:11."
"So?"
You rolled your eyes. "So, you make a wish at 11:11."
"I don't understand."
You kissed him. "That's okay."
Charlie: "Guess what time it is," Charlie said in your ear. You'd been laying in bed all morning.
"Time for us to cuddle more?" you said with a small smile, rolling over and pulling her close to you.
"That too." She smiled, kissing you gently.
"I don't need wishes, Char." You smiled a little, kissing her again.
"Me neither."