Supernatural Imagines

Dean

Sitting shot gun in the impala with you're h/c hair blowing around screaming the words to Eye of the Tiger over the wind. Your heading back to the bunker Dean wanted pie so you two went out and got some. The pie with sitting in your lap. It'
was your favorite kind. When you got to the bunker Sam wasn't there. He had left for a walk only moments before. You set the pie on the kitchens table and couldn't even grab two forks and a life before Dean swooped in on it.

"Really Dean you have to share" he looked at you. And then looked at the pie.

"I don't have to do anything." He took a fork and took a bite.. You huffed at him.

"That's not fair! You can't just get f/k and not share I know you know I love that kind." You point your finger at him accusingly throwing the other hand on your hip. You had trouble keeping. A hard face with him. His green eyes glance at the pie and glance at you.

"Make me share it then" his feelings were returned and the knew you liked him. But you weren't getting his ssignals. He really cared for you. And this was your turn to confirm your feelings with him. You stopped and put your arms down thinking of what you should do and only one thing comes to mind.
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"Close your eyes" you take the pie pan from him and set it on the table blushing beat red from what your gonna do. You grab the color of his Leather jacket.

"Oh naughty" he had to throw that out to mess you up. You didn't you gathered your feelings and push forward rising in your tip toes pulling him down stopping for a second and then you kiss him. He slides his around your hips and pulls you in closer as to there being no space between you to. In order to study your self you wrap your arms round his neck. You had never thought of fm what like first kiss would be like you've only ever kissed one other person he was soexperienced compared to you. The feel of his lips lingered for seconds before Dean spoke in your ear.

"I wanna do a lot more then just share pie with you now."
Your blush was a satisfying answer. He takes the pie plate and sits in the couch only grabbing his fork. He pulls you in top of him. And starts giving you fork fulls of pie every so often he would kiss you tasting like f/k pie.

Sammy (who never really left) leans around the corner and sees you two kissing again. He looks away and whispers "yes!" It killed him you two weren't together and now that's changed.