Supernatural One-Shots

Adam - 3

"Can you do something besides pout?"

You couldn't help but smile. Adam's pout only grew, working the puppy dog eyes that no doubt were a Winchester gene. 

"Come on, Y/N." He pleaded. "Just one date. One."

"Hm," You hummed, tapping your chin in fake thought. "No."

"Y/N!" Adam huffed in exasperation. 

You laughed. The two of you were holed up in your apartment, something you'd been at for days, just wanting to get away from the world for a little while.

Adam had been begging you for a date, but not just any date. A formal date, with fancy cuisine that came with you wearing some elegant dress he found out shopping (when he was supposed to be getting eggs). Something the two of you had never experienced.

"Come on." He leaned over, crawling on top of you and nuzzling his face into your neck, making you giggle. He kissed your neck gently. "Please,"

"Nope." You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Adam hummed, placing a gentle kiss on your jaw, then under your ear. "Please be my date. You'll be the most beautiful person anyone there has ever had the pleasure to lay eyes on."

"Oh?" You raised a brow. "Turned to sweet talking me now, have you?"

"It appeared," He mumbled, giving a gentle tug to your earlobe. "That you're the only one who gets what they want with whining."

Your cheeks tinted at his insinuation. "Quit that."

"Come on," He leaned away from you, leaning his forehead against yours. "Please?"

"Fine." You gave in. "But only if you come here now."

Adam's wicked grin had you giggling as he leaned in for a kiss.

~~~

You leaned closer to the mirror, mouth dropped open and the bottom of your eye tugged down as you applied mascara to your already make-up covered face. The cherry red dress Adam had bought you fit every nook and curve of your body, showing them off.

With a slightly plunging sweetheart neckline and two slits to the middle of your thigh on both legs, showing off your glossy, black heels, you couldn't help but feel a little sexy as you stepped back and turned, admiring yourself in the mirror. 

Adam had done good picking this dress out. 

You messed with your hair, styling it out of your face and applied a generous amount of sparkling pale lip gloss. When you stepped out of the bathroom, Adam's head whipped around to you, eyes growing wide as his jaw fell slack. 

He was dressed in a nice pair of black slacks, with a white button down shirt and a black suit jacket. His black tie was a nice touch, drawing your eyes to where it disappeared into his suit jacket. He quickly recovered from his initial shock, walking towards you and taking your hand in his. 

He lifted your arm, inviting you to spin and you did so, agonizingly slow. When you came to a stop, he had a devilish look on his face. "I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off of you."

"Oh?" You feigned innocence. "You think I look that good?"

"I think you look delicious." He slowly released your hand. "Spin for me again?"

You did so, a grin on your face and he looked you slowly from head to toe. "We better get going."

"Why so rushed?" You questioned, grabbing your purse.

"Because I have half the mind to say screw dinner."

You laughed and tugged his hand. "Come on, big boy, you can handle one little dinner."

~~~

Adam wasn't going to make it through dinner. The two of you were sat in the back corner of the restaurant, sitting beside each other a circular table. While you were looking around admiring the decorative walls and elegant people, Adam's gaze was trained on every inch of skin your dress left exposed. 

"Come on." You teased. "Adam, my eyes are up here."

His cheeks heat up, quickly looking away. "I'm sorry. I just can't stop looking. You're beautiful Y/N."

You laughed. "You're clearly enamored."

"Very." He mumbled. "Are you sure we have to stay?"

"Adam, baby. We haven't even gotten our food yet. We just ordered." You reached over, placing a gentle hand on his arm.

"You're right. Let's eat, and then ill get dessert later." He promised.

You smacked his arm. "We're in a nice restaurant!"

Adam laughed. "What's wrong with what I said?"

"Oh hush." You rolled your eyes. You looked up as the waiter brought food to your table. Your mouth water at the sight and you could tells Adam's was doing the same.

"Okay. Maybe food was worth it." He admitted as his plate was placed in front of him.

The two of you ate, talking and laughing with each other on your date. When the two of you got back to your apartment, Adam began fulfilling his sinful promise before you even got the front door locked.

~~~