Dean Winchester imagines

Hunts

This was Deans biggest fear, letting you go with them on hunts. You had no idea why though, you were pretty capable and you sure as hell could kick ass.
"No (y/n), I've already said," Dean says to you, folding his arms.
"Dean! Listen to yourself! I can and I will go on this hunt with you and Sam whether you like it or not!" You protest.
Sam stood on the other side of the room, salad in hand as he watched. "Dean maybe you should-" but he got cut off.
"Stay out of this Sam." He warns "(y/n) it's not safe.."
"It's never been safe! Damn this motel room ain't safe!" You say back at him coldly.
Dean shook his head, "it's safer here then out there"
"Like hell it is! Anything could happen in this motel room, a demon, a vampire heck even a kidnapper could come, you call that safe?" You were starting to loose your temper, he always wanted to keep you 'protected'.
"Dean, she's right.. Just let her come with us" Sam says to dean, he didn't want any more arguing, we were probably drawing enough attention from the other customers using this motel and heck we were going to get complaints.
"Fine! But if she gets hurt I'm blaming you." He says pointing a finger at Sam and grabbing his car keys to the impala.
Sam nodded and looks at you. You smiled at him, he had always been like a brother.
You and Sam followed dean out the door and to the impala. You sat in the backseat, deans leather jacket beside you, picking it up you wrapped it around yourself. It was pretty cold in the car and the jacket smelt so good, deans scent was so good.
The hunt went pretty well, other than you cutting your arm and falling down stairs leaving a bruise on your lower back. Dean was pissed at that, but you were fine.
Back at the motel, dean sat beside you on the bed, "can I look at your back?" He asks and you nod, turning around you lift up your shirt, "damn, I'm sorry (y/n)" he says planting a small kiss on the bruise causing you to wince.
"It's okay, wasn't your fault so you have nothing to apolagize for.." You reply.
"But if I didn't let-" but you cut dean off with a kiss to his chapped pink lips. He widened his eyes and then placed his hands on your hips as you slides your arms around his neck, you'd wanted to do this all day but didn't have the chance.
Pulling away you smile, "like I said, it wasn't your fault"