Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader, minor characters
Warnings: allergic reaction to peanuts, fluff at the end
Summary: There is something that Dean doesn't know about you, and he figures it out too late.
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The coffee shop you worked at gave you lots of opportunities to be with your crush and co-worker, Dean Winchester. He started working there around the same time as you. Your best friend got you to apply when she informed you that they were looking for people who wanted full-time work. When you applied, you thought this was going to be the easiest job in the world: making coffee, heating up food, and cleaning tables.
No one ever told you about Dean and how much he would distract you from your work. No one knew of your crush except for your best friend, Melanie. She would often tease you about how his hair looked or about a certain look he would give you while the two of you were making coffee. It was getting kind of old, but you ignored her most of the time.
Before he started working there, you would get every order right, you wouldn't zone out, and you always greeted a customer by their name if you could. After he started working there, however, you forgot everything there is to know about working in a coffee shop. If he were to even give you a side glance, you were most definitely spilling whatever it was that was in your hands. If you were dealing with a customer, then you would stutter and blush until the point where the customer got concerned for your health.
Now, to be fair, he was feeling the exact same way as you were. The only difference is that he knew how to hide his feelings better than you can. When he applied, he couldn't even get you out of his head. He knew he had to get the job if it meant seeing you every single day. The way you smiled, how your eyes would shine if and when you got an order right, and your infectious laugh whenever he did something to earn it.
He didn't want to tell you how he feels in case you didn't feel the same way. He didn't want the environment to be awkward for everyone until one of you is forced to quit. Instead, he just kept to being your co-worker and friend that you sometimes saw outside of work. He never even had the balls to ask you on a friend date with other people. That's how scared he was of ruining everything.
The one thing he enjoyed about working with you is how many different kinds of drinks the two of you could make that weren't on the menu. It's always fun to make new drinks that no one could ever think of so that maybe one day it would be put on the menu. There were so many ingredients and combinations you could try, it would take months before you tried them all.
Just before your break, you were at the cash register taking someone's orders when Dean walked up next to you with a ready coffee for someone. He announced the person's name and the kind of drink they ordered with a smile. When they came up and got it, he stumbled a bit which caused him to almost drop the coffee. Luckily, Dean had cat-like reflexes and caught it, handing it to the woman who could only laugh.
"Nice catch," she complimented before leaving the counter.
"See that, Y/N? I have razor-sharp reflexes," he grinned.
"Oh yeah, a real MacGyver," you teased. He laughed as he passed you, but there were so many people behind the counter that he placed his hands on your shoulders as he passed.
"You love it," he whispered in your ear before going to make another coffee. Blushing, you handed the woman in front of you her change.
"Here you go, I'm sorry about that," you chuckled.
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Supernatural Imagines: Book Two
FanficThis is the second book for the continuation of a compilation of all my supernatural imagines from my tumblr: @queen-of-deans-booty. Go check out my stuff there!