You were at a haunted house (not a real one, but like one for entertainment) with some friends one night. You were in the back behind all your friends having a really good time, until one of the actors pulled out a chainsaw.
Chainsaws- the one thing that scared the good holy spirit out of you (). You ran off but a stranger pulled on your arm telling you to enjoy the "heat of the moment".
At first you thought it was an actor or employee, but you noticed whoever the stranger was, they were wearing regular clothes. There was a strobe light, so it made you awfully dizzy and made it hard to see, but you saw the stranger had bright green beautiful eyes.
You wanted to stare into them, but the chainsaw was sure as Hell ruining it.
You tried to run off with your friends who are probably long gone by now, but the stranger was stronger than you. You kicked him, then smacked him and ran off. You didn't know you could fight like that, but apparently you could.
You made it the rest of the way without any issues, but you couldn't stop thinking about the stranger. You finally realized that you think you liked him. It was ridiculous to think about, you didn't even know his name.
You and your friends were walking out to the parking lot when you had to use the restroom. You were quick at first, but when you got out you met the stranger.
"What the Hell do you want?" you screamed at him.
"To just, enjoy the heat of the moment." he replied. "The names Dean."
"(Y/N" you said. "Now get out before I take kicking and smacking to the next level."
"I'm not here to fight." said Dean. "I just want to know, where did you learn to defend yourself like that?"
"I guess I just watch a lot of violent movies." you lied.
"Well, nice reflexes (Y/N)." he patted you on the back, even once on the waist.
"Thanks, I got to get back to reality now so, later Ho Nugget." for some weird reason you just met and you were already calling him 'Ho Nugget'? You laughed at yourself, this sounded crazy, but you felt you and Dean are going to far into the future.
You got into the car with your friends, when you realized, Dean wasn't patting your waist, he was slipping his number into your pocket.
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionI suck at writing, but I love to create supernatural scenes in my head so I thought I would try and write some, so hope you enjoy (: (PS-no super corny stuff okay?)
