Supernatural Imagines

Jurassic World- Dean's Ending

Your breath hitched on your throat when you saw Owen start to lean in. His lips were just a few inches away from yours and you could just easily lean in as well and close the distance between you. You were really tempted to do so, you were not going to deny it that was for sure. Yet, at the same time, you felt something hold you back. You could not point your finger on what exactly that was but you had a slight suspicion that it went by the name Dean Winchester.

Your mind swam with all different options and possibilities. What would happen if you kissed Owen, what that could possibly lead to, what would happen with Dean and above all how he would react when he found out about you and Owen. Sure you had been flirting with the Raptor trainer all day but part of it was to get Dean back for all those women at bars and at the same time to annoy him. It was impossible to not see, even though Dean kept denying it, how he was clearly bothered by you and Owen being so close and you had to admit you felt rather flattered. Not only because a man like Owen showed an obvious interest in you but also because Dean was bothered by it and that clearly meant that he felt something for you.

And that's when you felt your heart flutter.

Owen was about to kiss you yet your mind was once again at Dean and not only that but your cheeks were flushed. Once again not because of Owen and the fact that he was so close but because of the fact that Dean actually seemed to care.

Of course that was something he did all your lives, protecting you and taking care of you, but this time it was something entirely different. It as in a completely new level. Above friendship, or family-love. This was clear love.

Despite everything, though, you felt your eyes slowly close as the space between you and Owen started to becoming less and less. Your breath mixed with his and you felt as if you were in a daze. Maybe one kiss wouldn't really matter right?

It was not as if you were going to see Owen again tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that. No, Owen after all lived here and you and the guys were going to leave by the end of the day. It was not as if the island you get destroyed by loose dinosaurs and everybody would have to leave anyway.

Maybe one kiss didn't matter so much after all. You'd been flirting with Owen all day, and so had he, so why not?

After all, even if you had feelings for Dean and he probably did as well (you could never be 100% sure with him) you were nothing but friends at the moment, right?

The distance between you and him was almost nonexistent as he lips hovered over yours. He took a small breath, just like you did, and seemed about to take all the courage he needed to kiss you-

-if the door had not slammed open.

You and Owen both jumped in surprise and pulled away, him taking his hand off your cheek and waist and you yours off his neck. You hurried to take a few steps back and away from Owen. You smoothed down the jacket your were wearing and your hair even though they were fine. You turned your head to look at whoever had just come in and immediately felt your breath hitch on your throat.

It was Dean.

Sure you had expected him to just brag in like he just had, after having not so patiently waited for you and Owen to get out. Just like you had expected that to happen soon, Dean certainly had shown he was not willing to let you and Owen in the same room alone together for long. And after what you had told him - jokingly of course - about you and Owen, you had to actually admit you were surprised he had waited this long. But it was not any of that that really mattered at the moment. It was the look on his face that practically made your heart stop beating.

It was a look of hurt, for sure, but nothing compared to all the previous times this day. No. That was for sure. It was so much... worse. It looked as if someone had just stabbed him right in the heart and was still alive while watching all the people he had ever loved die once again in front of his eyes.