Dean Winchester X Reader imagines/one-shots

To Get to the Top Shelf

Warning: Implied smut 

I'm practically synonymous with my towns local book store. 

I knew every face that walked through its old mahogany doors, hell I could tell by the way the floor boards creaked which regular was stopping by. 

I skim my fingers over the new releases determined the find the next book of the series I was reading. 

The familiar toll of the bell rang out and heavy footsteps could be heard at the entrance. 

I pause not recognizing the voices just beyond the other shelf. 

"Come on Sammy! How many more books could you possibly need? We already have a whole library at the bunker!" 

"Seriously Dean? Those books are like thousands of years old, they hold a great amount of knowledge but there's nothing wrong updating them to the current time."

"Then what the hell is a computer for!" Dean protests. 

As the bickering continued I could only assume that 'Sam' and 'Dean' were brothers.  Growing curious I stalk around the shelf peering at the two figures. 

My eyes widen. Holy hell these men are attractive. 

My eyes trail their bodies practically eating them alive. I look up catching whim of the shorter of the two looking back at me smirking. 

My ears turn red and I bite the inside of cheek. 

Rushing back to my side of the shelf I pretend to be busy. My mind racing with a million different thoughts and I internally scold myself for being a fool. 

As my mind wonders off to practically anything that wasn't the situational embarrassment I  caused I spot what I was originally looking for. 

I smile deviously rubbing my palms together like a mad man. I reach up to grab the book the tips of my fingers just too short to wiggle the book off the shelf. 

I furrow my brows in frustration going on to the tip of my toes, trying once again to grab the novel. 

"Need help with that sweetheart?" 

"Holy shit-" I jolt back practically stumbling into the man angled beside me. I look up immediately recognizing the green eyes from just a few minutes ago.

 Up close they looked even more beautiful, flecks of gold lined his iris, and long lashes  compliment his charm. 

I could feel my pulse quicken and face go even more red if possible. 

Realizing I never responded I try to regain composure. I go to lean against the shelf only to fail miserably barely catching myself on the ledge. 

Dean laughs taking pleasure in knowing he was causing the girl to fluster. 

I clear my throat rubbing my arm nervously as Dean continues to chuckle, "actually yes I could..." my voice trails off as I gesture my hand forward beckoning him towards your novel of choice. 

I watch as he pulls the book from the top shelf. I reach to grab the book but he puts it up in the air using his free hand to signal 'just give me a minute'. 

Realization dawns on me as he flips the book over looking at the cover nodding his head in approval smirking. 

"Ice Planet Barbarians, nice! By the way you've been acting I wouldn't have taken you for a smut reader." 

Dean was loving every second of his tease. 

I frantically snatch the book out of his hands, "Yes, well, we all uh" I clear my throat "have our niche reading interests..."

He hums in response bending at his waist. I could feel his breath against my skin as he speaks lowly. 

"If you really want to get the full experience of that book I would be more than happy to help. Afterall they prove to be quite educational when it comes to the bedroom..." 

Dean straightens back up tucking some lose hair behind my ear. 

My breath hitches at Deans proposition. The idea of sleeping with this man even as a one night stand was all too tempting. Before I could respond we get interrupted. 

"Hey Dean where did you...go..." we both turn to the voice finding Sam eyeing the both of you. 

At this point Sam had amassed a collection of books that would make any reader green with envy.   

"Oh Hiya, Sammy" Dean grins hinting he was currently busy. 

Taking note of the situation Sam shifts awkwardly looking at Dean slightly annoyed.

"Just met me at the register when you're done being, being you." Sam says shaking his head at his brothers antics to getting laid. 

I nervously bite my lip looking back at Dean, "Sooooo that was your brother I take it?"

"Yup, kinda a buzz kill, but he means well." 

Diverting the conversation away from Sam, Dean reaches into his pocket pulling out a pen taking back the book from my hands before I could protest. 

I watch as Dean desecrates the novel, my mouth slightly agape at his sin against literature. 

If I wasn't so flustered, and albeit turned on, by this man in front of me I would be pissed. 

He hands the book back over, "Give me a call sweetheart." 

I watch as Dean walks away, it was almost as if he was swaying his hips slightly tempting me to bound after him. 

After clearing my head mostly of lustful thoughts. I open to the front of the book and look at Deans writing. 

Underneath a little message he scribbled down his number and address to a local motel in town. I can't help but smile thinking about the possibilities the night could entail. 

After a few more hours at the book store browsing and contemplating my options I check out.  Wishing the store owner  a good night, I walk out to my car settling into the seat. I take a deep breath and look down. 

The book in my lap was taunting me with Deans number, with a burst of courage I dial the number waiting for him to answer. 

"Hello? This is Dean Winchester." 

His voice was ruff clearly a result of just being woken up.  

I panic saying the first thing that comes to mind, "I'll take you up on that offer." 

There was a pause on the other side of the line as if to question what I meant, "perfect." 

Deans tone shifted causing chills to go down my spine, "See you in a bit sweetheart." 

I hear a click and the line goes silent. 

My body buzzes as I squeal in excitement pumping my fists in the air "fuck yeah!"

Once arriving at the motel I walk up to the room number Dean was supposedly in. Before I could knock the door opens revealing a very eager Dean. 

"Lets get this show on the road," He grabs my hand drawing me into the room the door slamming behind us. Wasting no time Dean leans down and passionately kisses my lips. 

He pulls back for a moment furrowing his brows, "I just realized I never got your name." 

I can't help but laugh. 

"It's Y/N." 

"Well Y/N,  lets have some fun," he chuckles taking his shirt off pushing me onto the bed in a fit of my own giggles. 

"Lets."

A/N: 

If you've made it this far congratulations! Not entirely sure what I just wrote other than I wanted to write this concept lol. Also if you couldn't tell I hate writing in books, even for schools, just a massive pet peeve of mine, but to each their own. 

Until next time! 

Wisteria