Supernatural Imagines

You Don't Own Me

You sat at the diner fiddling with the bracelet Sam and Dean had bought you for your birthday. Your anti possession bracelet to be exact. Every time they brought up getting the tattoo you automatically without thinking found some way out of it. You assumed they must have caught on that you were terrified of needles and just gave up asking.

"Y/N?" Dean called to you but you remained staring at the jewelry on your wrist.

"Y/N!"

"Hmm, what?" you replied being brought out of your thoughts. You looked up to see the waitress holding her notepad and pen waiting for your order. "Oh, um. I'll just have a latte please"

"Cinnamon?" she asked.

"No thank you, cinnamon makes me sick" you laughed.

"Okay, be back in a jiffy" she smiled and you returned the gesture.

"Hey, I'm going to use the lady's" you informed the boys who nodded in acknowledgement.

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Coming out of the stall you took your bracelet off placing it on the side of the sink and ran your hands under the water. Your eyes scanned up to look in the mirror when you noticed a lady had appeared behind you. You gasped bringing your hand to your heart.

"Jesus, you made me jump" you laughed.

"Sorry, I'm kinda quiet on my toes" she smiled moving beside you to the other sink. "Hey, that's a really nice meat suit you have!"

"Oh, well thank- wait what?" your eyes widened as hers flicked black.

You scrambled for your bracelet but managed only to knock it off the side and onto the floor. Her head rolled backwards as black smoke shot from her open mouth. You opened your mouth to call out to the brothers but it was already too late.

She had you.

The smoke was forcing its way into you leaving you helpless as you felt the control slip from each finger. Trapped, you fought against the mental cage but it was no use.

The demon stretched out your arms running your hands through your hair and down your body. She looked into the mirror and smiled a twisted, menacing grin.

"Let's have some fun!"

You watched as your body made its way back to the booth.

Demons POV

Oh this was good, this was amazing! You could feel all eyes on you as you strutted towards the Winchesters. Swaying your hips and giving a little hair toss to the peering eyes as they examined your new very attractive body.

You sat in the booth and smirked at the men who had no clue you were taking their beloved little hunters body out for a spin. You saw a latte placed in front of you which you assumed was yours and brought the cup to your lips taking a sip.

You were halfway through your second sip when the waitress came rushing over to you.

"Mam, I'm so sorry! We got your order confused with another. This one has cinnamon. We'll bring you another right away. I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed

"Idiot" you huffed handing the cup back to her and rolling your eyes. You looked at Sam and Dean who shared confused looks on their faces.

"What?" you questioned

"Nothing" Sam said looking away

"We should get going, got a lot of research to get through" Dean announced standing while placing money on the table. You let Sam and Dean walk ahead of you, not knowing exactly where you were going and all. They whispered to each other but you took no notice as you began to flirt with your eyes at the men passing by you.