Supernatural Imagines & Preferences

Dean Imagine

Sea of Love~

The gentle sound of waves; a melody of cheerful shouts; the raging sun powering down; grains of sand beneath your feet. The beach was a magical place for you.

After being out on a hunt for about a week and a half, you confined Dean and Sam to take a break at the beach since you were about 1.5 hours away. You couldn't believe you had won the argument, now staring out at the seemingly never-ending blue waves.

You felt a strong pair of arms behind you, and turned your head, only to be met by powerful lips. There was no doubting it was Dean, and you couldn't resist his playful kiss.

"You're amazing, you know that?" He smirks down at you, walking you forward so your ankles were in the water. You roll your eyes and push his jaw away teasingly.

"No really, I'm so glad you argued for a whole hour with me about this- we would've missed this small part of calm."

You giggle and stare out at the sea again. It really was beautiful. And you're happy that you were sharing it with Dean. He sighed and snuggled further into you. It was quiet, besides the natural sounds, and you've thought about anything and everything that's happened between you two.

The first hunt- you both had taken out some hardcore vamps; the first beer- celebrating your first hunt; the first time- following the alcohol; the first morning after- surprisingly full of cuddling and soft whispers and kisses. That was nearly a year ago, and now this, the first time you two visited the beach.

We can subtract Sam out of this scene, just this time.

It was magical, and yeah, you do agree with what Dean said. Arguing with him is worth your while.