Marvel/Supernatural Preferences

Introducing pt. 1

Dean Winchester

(Don't Fear) The Reaper)

"All our times have come. Here but now they're gone. Seasons don't fear the reaper. Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain... we can be like they are. Come on baby... don't fear the reaper. Baby take my hand... don't fear the reaper. We'll be able to fly... don't fear the reaper. Baby I'm your man," You sang loudly with your headphones in your ears as you danced around the living room in the Bunker.

You really didn't care if anyone saw you or heard you, that was anyone but Dean Freaking Winchester.

Dean would laugh at times when you sang, but he'd apologize for it later after you ran after him with a demon blade.

You began to sing the second verse, but you were stopped short when you heard his laugh. You quickly shut off the music and lightly toss your phone on one of the couches.

You slowly turn around to find Dean leaning against the door frame.

"Son of a bitch," you hiss, searching for your demon blade, but Dean whistles and once more you turn to face him.

Dean has your demon blade in his right hand, carelessly swinging back and forth.

"What the hell do you want Winchester!".

Dean fakes a mocked hurt look as he walks toward you.

"I just wanted to tell my girlfriend, who hates me now, that she has a lovely voice and that I'm surprised she knows one of my favorite songs," Dean says, sympathy in his green eyes.

You feel your jaw drop and a tear slip from your left eye. Dean places the blade on the coffee table and opens his arms. You immediately hug him and he smiles to himself.