Supernatural Imagines/Preferences

Face Paint ~Charlie

*Imagine Cas trying to figure out why you wear make up.*

I stand in front of the blue full-length mirror, admiring my outfit for the day. Black running shoes, black jeans and my favourite long-sleeved black shirt. Covered with a plaid blouse and a jacked. Perfect for hunting down a coven of vampires with Sam, Dean, Charlie and Cas. Damn, I dress up like a Winchester... It's contagious.

How did I end up here, in the bunker, being one of the few people knowing about its existence? The Winchesters have worked with my girlfriend, Charlie, a case or two before. And knowing Charlie, she's not the best at lying or keepin secrets. Charlie's a nerd. But she's my nerd.

I slowly start to apply the black mascara onto my lashes, hearing a knock on the door of the bathroom. This bathroom's next to the library, so I guess it's Sam or Dean. They usualy use this one. It's not like they have their own one...  "Come in!" I call, moving onto my second eye.

The blue door opens, revealing a confused looking Cas. The usual.  "What's up Cas? What do you need?" I ask, screwing the lid onto the black container and putting it into my Harry Potter backpack which contains my machete for todays hunt. And maybe a snack or two...

"Hello, (Y/N). There is nothing up as far as I can see. We are all waiting on you" he announces. I sigh and shrug the backpack onto my shoulders, turning to leave the bathroom. Just the response I was expecting. "Why do you put the face paint on?" Cas asks, furrowing his eyebrows and cocking his head to the side. His signature pose. Wait, does he mean make up?

I chuckle at his innocence and walk past him, patting him on the shoulder gently. "It's make up, Cassie. Girl's gotta look good for her... Girl." I wink at Charlie as I pass by, walking up the black stairs that lead to the entrance of the bunker. The roaring of the Impalas engine can be heard and I mentaly tell myself not to get too excited. What? It's an awesome car.

"Hurry up you two!" I call to the ex- angel and the ex-queen of Moondoor. Harry Potter Live-Action-Role-Playing, that's where I met her. Lucky me. Although we did see eachother later on while she was at 'Moondoor'. That's when I got all of my courage, which wasn't much, and asked her to be my hobbit. I heard her mention that she's huge fangirl before so the hobbit was a lucky guess.

I open the heavy door and step into the cold, crisp morning. If it were up to me, we'd go a lot later on than this. But once Sam and Dean say something, it sticks... "So, where are we heading?" I ask, coming to a stop before the two Winchesters. They're leaning against the hood of the car with their arms crossed.

"Georgia. Few days drive." Sam says grimly, looking behind me. He's a morning person but today's not his day, I guess. Maybe because he hasn't gone on his run yet.

I turn to look at the bunker and see the baby in a trench coat and my cutie walking towards us. Finally. "We can go now" Cas says, opening the door to the Impala. Usually, he'd use his angel mojo to teleport us to our destination, but now he's human. It took a lot of persuasion for Dean to let him come with us.

"Shotgun!" Sam exclaims, pushing the confused ex-angel aside. Great Sammy, way to confuse the angel. "But there is no shotgun here" Cassie says, clearly not getting what Sam meant. "Forget it, Cas." Dean grunts, getting into the drivers seat. I ship it.

"Let's go, babe." I grin at Charlie and give her a quick peck on the cheek as she walks by. I remember the first time I met Dean, he asked if he can 'record us doing the dirty'. Creep.

She giggles and hops into the backseat of the black Chevy. "You know, you don't have to wear the 'make up' to look pretty. You look beautiful without it" Cas says, doing air quotes around 'make up'.

I smile and give him a quick hug. "Thanks Cassie" I say and hop into the Chevy, sitting down next to my queen and leaving the door open for him. This is gonna be a long drive.

The Imagines get better so please bare with me!