Supernatural Imagines

Tattoos (Dean x Reader)

Summary: Y/N gets her first tattoo with Dean.

Dean and Y/N we're on their way to meet Sam at the tattoo parlor. Dean was laid back in his seat with one hand on the wheel and his eyes on the road. He had a smirk on his face. He had finally talked Y/N into getting her first tattoo. Dean had been so excited.

The three of them were planning on getting the anti possession and some other symbolic tattoos.

Y/N stared out the window as she had the window down and her face getting all the breeze. She liked it that way. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in.

Dean glanced at Y/N and saw the way she was in her seat. He thought she looked cute with her hair blowing in the wind and her eyes closed. He hummed to his rock music that blared through the impala's speakers.

He soon pulled into the parking lot of the tattoo parlor. It was a small shop amongst other small businesses. Sam met them inside and was already chatting with a tattoo artist about the designs they wanted. "You three are a crazy bunch but money is money." The artist says with a shrug. "Now, who's first?" He asked them.

Y/N volunteered and took off her jacket. She had her arm accessible to the artist so he can apply the stencil. "Take a look in the mirror." He says and Y/N confirmed it's the placement she wanted. The artist then got to work.

"You can hold my hand if you want to, Y/N." Dean offered to her.

"I'm good. This doesn't hurt at all." Y/N admits and smiled. Dean looked taken aback. "It doesn't - at all?" He asked shocked at her reaction.

"It feels nice actually." Y/N hummed and watched the artist work on her arm.

"That's badass." Dean chuckles.

Y/N's tattoo soon was done and she checked it out in the mirror. It looked like a perfect placement on her body. Next was Sam. He seemed to have a bit of a painful look as the artist went to work which worried Dean for when it was his turn.

Y/N saw his worried face. "Hey, don't sweat it. You're a pro right?" She chuckles. Dean chuckles sarcastically at her. "Shut up." Dean says.

"I can hold your hand if you want to." Y/N mimicked Dean and he gave her a glare. "If I can handle a few wounds and even death, I can handle a little tattoo needle." He says. "Okay." Y/N backed off.

Sam's turn was done then Dean got ready for his. The artist had to hold down his arm and stop Dean from moving. Dean was wiggly one. "Relax, man." The artist told Dean. Y/N came over and held her hand out. "My offer still stands." She told him.

Dean rolled his eyes and held her hand finally. He gave it a squeeze when the artist turned up the speed on the needle. Dean sucked in a sharp breath and it made Y/N chuckle.

When Dean was finally done after taking some breaks, they all took a picture to remember the moment. "This was a such a good idea, guys!" Y/N says happily and hugged the two brothers in a bone crushing hug. Both boys smiled as they hugged back.

Y/N pulled away and they paid the artist for their work. The three exited the shop.

"You did a great job." Y/N praised Dean.

"Yeah, Dean, loved the way you crushed Y/N's hand." Sam says playfully and smirked.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Fine. I admit it was painful but I look good with a tattoo no?" He smirked.

Y/N chuckles. "Yeah, you do." She says. Dean looked at Sam. Sam gave a "seriously?" look to which Dean shrugged with a smug look.