Supernatural Imagines/Preferences

You Speak Your Mother Language

I used google translate for most of these, so I'm sorry if you do speak the language and it's not proper grammar. Feel free to correct me!

Dean- 'Fuck, just perfect.'
I stir the sliced up chicken in the pot, humming to myself quietly. I hope Sam and Dean enjoy this. As I'm about to add the salt, the silver lid falls off and the salt piles in to creat a smaller version of Mount Everest. "Mierda! Simplemente perfecto!" I yell, quickly scooping out as much of the salt as I can with the small spoon. Behind me, I hear Dean whistle. "Wow (Y/N). I never knew you spoke Spanish. It's hot." He says, an obvious smirk on his lips. I don't have to turn around to know that. Suddenly, I feel a pair of arms wrap around me as he places small kisses along my neck. I grab the wooden spoon and reach behind me to hit him across the head with it, causing him to back off. "Not now Dean. Shows how much attention you payed when I told you I was from Spain you moron." I glare at him, returning back to my precious activity.

Sam- 'pass me the box'
"Passatemi il dialogo" I tell Sam, gathering the rest of my books so I can finally finish packing. There are seven very high piles. I'm not sure I can pile them all into one box. I guess challenge accepted. He gives me a strange look, raising his eyebrow. "What?" Sam asks, obviously trying to rake his head for the meaning. Oh, wrong language. I laugh at his confused expression and point to the box next to him. A look of realisation crosses his puppy face and he grabs the box, passing it to me. "I need to learn Italian" he mutters, shaking his head a little.

Gabriel- 'Hands off, boy'
"(Y/N)! You wanna join?" I hear Gabriel shout from our bathroom, his voice dripping with sexual frustration. Well, I guess a shower with him won't hurt... Oh, who am I kidding. I walk into the bathroom to find a naked Gabe in the shower, washing his soft hair. I start to strip, and when I'm done, I hop into the shower behind him. He's talking up all the hot water as usual and I start to shiver from the cold, so I push past him and our positions switch. I embrace the warmness with a small smile. "Oh, hello (Y/N)" he says, a hint of seduction in in his smooth voice. I feel his hands snake around my stomach, so I smack them away. "Bas les pattes, garçon" I say and turn around to face his so I can wet my hair. "Not a chance in hell." He growls. Suddenly, his eyes turn a shade darker and he slams me against the tiles, attacking my lips with his.

Castiel-'Are you okay?'
I focus on my book, reading the enticing story. It's pretty amazing, and it's getting down to the final battle as well. But I get interrupted by a sudden impact on the table in front of me, which tips over. Cas lands on the wooden floor. I immediately jump up to his aid. "Wszystko w porzadku?" I immediately start fussing, helping him get up. He brushes some dust off his trench coat and looks at me in surprise. "I didn't know you speak Polish, (Y/N)." He comments, making me blush slightly at the fact that I confused my language again.

Crowley- You say 'Kill him. Simple.' and Crowley says 'I didn't know you spoke Irish'
We sit atop our high thrones, fingers intertwined. I watch as Crowley deals with the demon that was planning on overthrowing him with love and adoration in my eyes. I just adore the King of Hell. I've never heard anyone say that one before... "What do you think, love?" He asks, looking at me with the spark in his eyes that's been there since day one. Fuck, I love him. I consider his question. Well, he did try to overthrow him, so... "Mharú dó. Simplí." I shrug my shoulders, not really caring anyway. That's the least he deserves. Crowley looks at me with pleasant surprise. What? Oh. Oh shit. "Ní raibh a fhios agam labhair tú Gaeilege." He responds, taking me by surprise as well. Oh, yeah. I remember him saying he can speak a variety of languages. I smile at him and turn back around to face the demons that are holding the traitor with my bitchface on. "Kill him" I say confidently, a small smirk appearing on mines and Crowley's face at the same time.

Kevin-'Look at that squirrel'
The two of us walk hand in hand through the large park, pointing out different things that we like or notice. "Look! Did you see the fish jump?" Kevin points at the lake, and I just manage to see the tail of it before it disappears. He smiles down at me. "Kevin! Pozri na tú veveričku!" I point at the tree, seeing the red creature sitting atop it. And then I realise. He looks at me confused. "What language was that?" He asks, eyes full of curiosity. I chuckle and keep walking. "Kev, it's Slovak. I told you a couple of months ago that I'm not American" I remind him, and a look of realisation hits him. We keep walking for a few seconds before he looks down at me. "So... What did you actually say?" At that, I just chuckle and shake my head

Lucifer-'I love you too'
"I love you, (Y/N)" Lucifer whispers, kissing my nose softly as I smile. He strokes my cheek with his thumb and moves his legs a little so I can get more comfortable on his lap. "Ich habe dich auch lieb, Luci' I kiss his lips softly, but when he doesn't return the kiss, I look at him confused. Did I say something wro- Oh. "Did you just speak German?" He asks, surprised.