Supernatural Cast And Character Imagines, Preferences, & Spice

Imagine #19: Dean

Imagine your son cursing for the first time after spending the day with your husband Dean. (AU: No Supernatural)

"I'm home!" You shouted making your way into the kitchen carrying about three grocery bags. You kick off your heels making sure they are tucked against the counter so your 6 year old son doesn't trip when he runs in. You work as an attorney and your husband, Dean, works as a detective along with his brother and best friend. Your son comes running around the corner just as you set the bags on the counter.

"Hi mommy!" He says as he hugs your legs. You smile and pat his head.

"Hi buddy," You answer. You bent down and picked him up and set him on the counter as your husband strolled into the kitchen with the last of the bags. "Did you have fun with Daddy?" Ryan nods with excitement.

"He took me to go see Uncle Sam and Cas. And then we went to Grandpa Bobby's and Grandma Ellen's. We also went and saw Aunt Jo. And we got ice cream and we went to the fair and Uncle Gabe taught me a new word," Dean's eyes widened as you looked at Dean.

"Did he now?" You asked with your eyebrows raised.

"Uh huh," Ryan giggled. "He told me it's what daddy calls you when you bleed," Dean immediately grabbed Ryan from the counter.

"Ooookay buddy. It is bath time so go get your pj's ready and I'll meet you up there," He set Ryan down and he took off. Dean turned to his wife and grinned at her. "You look beautiful today baby,"

"Mmhm," you hum with a nod as he kisses you.

The next week went by with ease. That was until your period came three days early. The first day, you called into work because of how bad your cramps were. Dean had known immediately when he woke up to you eating peanut butter and chocolate chips. With a spoon. Out of a peanut butter jar.

"Either you're pregnant or your period is here," Dean said tiredly and rubbing his eyes.

"I'd rather be pregnant," you moaned out in pain. Dean sighed and got out of bed. "I have to take Ryan to school but then I'll be back and give you cuddles and anything you want okay?" You nod. He goes over to your side of the bed and places a kiss on your forehead before he leaves the room. You laid in your bed in pain as your ovaries continued to spill blood. Dean arrived back at the house about 20 minutes later.

"I called into work so I can stay home with you today," Dean told her as he pulled out the hot pad from the closet and the secret stash of dark chocolates. He plugged into the hot pad and pulled the blanket back and placed it on your waist. "Put it where you need," He told you softly. You moved it to where your cramps hurt the worst. He then set the chocolate on the bedside and kissed your forehead. "Get some sleep," You suddenly felt very tired and your eyes slowly closes and as the pain subsided you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up hours later. You looked at the time and saw that it was almost 5 pm. You cursed and quickly got up. You slept all day and barely got anything done. That's when you saw the empty laundry basket that had been filled with dirty clothes last night. You left the room and went downstairs. The house had been cleaned up and dinner had been started.

"Dean?" You called out slightly confused. He appeared from the laundry room.

"Yeah baby?" He asked. You looked at him confused.

"Did my mother stop by?" You asked taking in the cleanliness of the house. Dean shook his head and came over to you and pulled you to him by your waist.

"No. I did this. Remember how I used to take care of my brother when I was younger. I just figured since you weren't feeling good I would clean up the house for you. Ryan has already had a bath and is playing in his room," He told you and you fell in love with him even more.

"I knew there was a reason I married you," You joked.

"Besides me getting you pregnant at 17?" He teased making you roll your eyes. You placed a kiss on your lips and suddenly you hear footsteps from behind you.

"Uncle Gabe wanted me to ask if your bitch timer started yet," your 6 year old son asked. Dean shut his eyes and groaned.

"Did I forget to mention that Gabe and Sam were joining us for dinner?" He asked his wife who was now glaring at him. You simply nodded before turning to your son.