Supernatural Preferences

First I Love You

Dean- You had been travelling the country with your boyfriend and his brother for a few weeks now. You helped Sam research monsters but Dean never let you hunt with them. So you were alone in the motel at midnight, waiting for the boys to come back, when a demon smashed its way into the room and pressed a knife against your neck. Luckily, you had gotten the anti-possession tattoo when you had started working in the Roadhouse, but that didn't stop the demon from throwing you around a little. You hadn't fought anything for a few years now and your Latin was rusty so it managed to pin you up to the wall with little trouble.

"Hey you black-eyed bitch, get your hands off my girl and your ass back to Hell!" Dean yelled from the motel door. He dumped an entire flask of Holy water in its head and Sam shoved Ruby's knife into its neck, making the room flash orange.

"Y/N? Come on baby, open your eyes." Dean begged as he cradled your head in his hands. You were slowly losing consciousness. "Please Y/N, I love you,"

"Dean," you rasp. "I love you too." And with that you passed out.

Sam- With Dean in Hell for the billionth time and Castiel ignoring your desperate prayers, you and Sam had decided to wait it out together. Right now you were living in a dingy motel room, sharing the single bed and eating take out and coffee.

You knew Dean's most recent death had upset Sam, you could see the grief in his eyes whenever he thought you weren't looking. It upset you to think he was hurting.

One night, at the end of the second month without Dean, you and Sam settled down to bed like you usually did. There was no heating in the room so you both had to huddle together for warmth, not like either of you minded. As Sam curled one arm around your waist he pulled you closer and kissed the back of your neck. You froze, this was the first time he had kissed you in weeks.

"Y/N?" Sam whispered tiredly.

You pretended you were asleep, not moving against his chest.

"Night. I love you."

Cas- It was your one year anniversary and Castiel had gone all out. Roses, chocolates, candles, the works.

"You really didn't have to do this," you told him, your eyes wide with wonder as you took it all in. Every inch of the bunker's floor was covered in petals and the tables were a total fire hazard with the amount of candles on top.

"I wanted to make tonight special and Sam told me that this would be... romantic." He said, taking your hands in his. "I asked Dean what to do first but I don't think his suggestion was very helpful."

You smiled and kissed him on the lips. "Well this is wonderful, thank you."

"There's actually something I need to say," he said, cupping your face in his large hands. "I've only just started to understand human emotions and that's difficult for me. But you have taught me so much and opened my eyes to feelings angels could only dream of. You make me want to stop fighting so I can spend the rest of your life with you, yet you're what I fight for. I don't know if you understand what I mean but..." he trailed off, struggling to make his emotions clear.

You helped him out. "I love you too, Cas."

Lucifer- You two had just had a heated argument, neither of you remembered how it started but it was intense. So intense that ice had formed along the Earth's surface thanks to Lucifer's rage.

So obviously you hadn't forgiven him an hour afterwards when Lucifer decided to enter your room and apologise.

"I know that you're sorry, but I told you before, that's not good enough." You snapped at him. "I'm not ready to talk to you just yet."