Supernatural Preferences and Imagines

-.- Coming Home Injured-.-

Dean-

What one or two vampires turned out to be a nest of them, seven at least. You thought this would be an easy hunt so you convinced Dean to stay home...

You managed to kill all of the blood sucking sons of bitches, but they went down fighting. You entered the bunker and clomped heavily down the stairs, already going fuzzy from your wounds.

"Y/n!" you heard Dean's shout as he ran over to you. "What happened?"

"There was more than two," you rasped, stumbling.

"If any of them are still alive so help me-" Dean caught you and swept you up into his arms then set you down on your bed and started treating your wounds. "Better?" he asked.

"A bit," you admitted. He leaned down and gave you a long, passionate kiss. He pulled away and smiled. "What was that for?" You raised a playful eyebrow.

"A kiss makes everything feel better." He gave you a mischievous smirk.

Sam-

You walked, more like stumbled, into the bunker and dragged yourself into your room.

"Y/n!" Sam came racing over to you. "Who did this? Tell me you ganked the bitch-"

"I did," you coughed, still aching from when the witch cast a spell on you. Sam tenderly starting cleaning up your wounds then laid down on the bed next to you.

"If you need anything, just ask."

"Thanks, Sam." You two stayed together, him refusing to let you out of his sight.

Castiel-

The demon beat the crap out of you, but at least you were able to kill it. You limped back to your car and started treating your wounds, cursing at the stinging pain.

"Hello, Y/n." A voice sounded next to you. You flinched and groaned with the resulting pain.

"Jesus-"

"No, I'm Castiel." He reached over and touched your forehead, your wounds healed immediately. "Who did this to you?" he questioned, head tilted to the side.

"A demon," you sighed. "Don't worry, she's dead." Cas managed to give you a smile before leaning over and kissing your forehead.

Gabriel-

You entered your house, drenched in blood. Your own blood. Gabriel looked up and saw you, his smirk fell into worry. He flashed to your side just as you fell, passed out from blood loss.

Later, you woke up, healed.

"You need to be more careful on your hunts, Sweet thang."

"Shut up!" you smirked, sitting up. "At least I killed them, Pagan Gods, annoying brats."

"Indeed," He agreed and sat down, popping a jolly rancher into his mouth. You gave him a 'really?' look.

"Oh, want one?"

Smooth.

Charlie-

You were exhausted. All you wanted was to sleep. Needless to say, when Charlie found you practically passed out on your bed she freaked.

"Y/n!"

"I'm awake!" you bolted upright, wincing as the pain kicked in.

"Sorry, sorry," she mumbled. Then smiled. The both of you burst out laughing and she exited to get the materials needed to stitch you back up.

Lucifer-

"Damn it," you cursed as you held a towel to the gunshot wound on your shoulder. A long string of profanity also escaped as you proceeded to remove the bullet and stitch yourself up.

The gun shot wasn't your only wound, but you needed to be able to at least get yourself home before you focused on the others.

"Luci," you called once you finally made it to your hometown and into your house, "I'm home."

There was a flutter of wings and arms wrapped around your waist from behind. You felt Lucifer start leaving a trail of kisses up your arm until he reached your shoulder, then he pulled away.

"Who did this?" he asked.

"Another hunter," you grunted. "I was just going after a werewolf when, this guy started attacking me. Apparently, I am now a threat for being with you."

"Oh," Lucifer sounded downcast.

"Like that's going to stop me anyways," you muttered darkly.

"What did you do to him? Is he dead? Because right now I really want to pull his spine out through his throat."

"I killed him, he wouldn't let me leave so I did what I had to do."

"Did he suffer?" Lucifer leaned forwards.

"C'mon, Luci-" you sighed, but he only raised an eyebrow. "No, I shot him. He died quickly."

"Darn, I'll see that he finds his way to Hell, then."