Supernatural Imagines and One-shots (Requests Closed)

Stupid - Dean Winchester (drabble)

Things had been quiet recently, which was an oddity in and of itself when you thought about it. But you'd simply enjoyed the time with Sam and Dean, getting closer to the two brothers that had saved you from a Demon many moons ago.

The problem with that closeness was that now that they had a hunt, you didn't want them to leave. You were terrified something would happen and you wouldn't be there to help. You'd been dancing around asking them to take you with them all day.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked the third time you paced by the library door where he was gathering research materials.

Your brows shot up as you feigned a look of surprise. "Of course, I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

He just looked you over for a moment before shaking his head with a shrug and turning back to his work. Sam was too perceptive, you needed to find Dean.

You'd been avoiding him, not wanting to say goodbye to the older Winchester. Don't get it wrong, you loved Sammy, but you were in love with Dean. You weren't quite sure when it happened and you weren't about to make any midnight confessions or anything but you couldn't help but worry for him in a completely different way. A deeper way.

And gods it annoyed you. Stupid Dean with his stupid smile and his stupid flannel and his stupid love for pie. You leaned in the doorway of the garage and watched him give one last look over Baby. You traced a tongue over your lower lip as your gaze ran over his stupid perfect form. Stupid.

"Who's stupid, sweetheart?" that deep voice rumbled as Dean poked his head around the hood to look at you.

Oops. You must have said that out loud. "Me."

He frowned and wiped his hands off on a rag before moving over to you. "Don't."

That was all he said, but it was enough. He didn't like you saying anything negative about yourself. You shrugged and grasped onto the edges of his flannel where it hung open. "You be careful."

He studied you for a moment while you just stared back. Finally, his gaze softened as he smirked. "You'll do everything we tell you. You'll stay at the hotel while we hunt and you will answer every call from us. And you will be ready to leave in thirty minutes."

It took a minute for you to realize he was inviting you along. You threw your arms around his neck and hugged him tight. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

He cupped the back of your head in his hand and pressed a kiss to your temple. "Anything for you, sweetheart."