Supernatural Imagines

DEAN×READER - In The Cold

You and Dean walk into a house that supposedly a witch lived in. It was January, in a small town in Southern Nebraska. Harsh, cold winter. You wouldn't have gone on this witch hunt if Sam wasn't sick, but he decided to be stupid and walk outside countless times without a jacket.

When you and Dean search the whole house, you find nothing, so you just decide to go back home. Just as you are about to walk out, the door slams shut and locks.

"Son of a bitch. I'll try calling Sammy." Dean says. He pulls out his phone to call. "Damn it! I don't have any signal."

"Here, let me try." You pull out your own phone, but find the same fate.

The two of you feel a rush of cold air, but it seems you're getting the worst of it, seeing as though you only have a thin jacket and you are a naturally cold person.

Dean sees that you're shivering a picks you and lays you down on an old couch. Your teeth chatter making you unable to speak, but Dean wraps an arm around you, trying to give you some of his body heat, even though he barely has enough for himself, seeing as though it was 20 degrees outside.
The comfort of Dean's arm around you slowly made you fall asleep in the little warmth you had.

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When Dean woke up, he immediately mentally slapped himself for falling asleep.  He felt something cold pressed against his chest and looked to see what it was, forgetting you were with him.

Dean saw your pale, ice cold body. He picked you up and went over to the door, expecting to see the same thing, but it was slightly ajar. Dean kicked it the rest of the way open and ran out to the Impala. He lied you in the back seat and covered you up with an old blanket that was in the back seat.

Dean called Sam, and worry was in both of the Winchester's voices.

"Dean, where are you? I've tried calling you all night! Are you okay? What happened?"

"Look, Sammy, I'm okay. Listen, I'm about half an hour from the bunker, make sure it's warm. I can't explain this on the phone, but I'll explain when we get home. When we get there, I'll honk, and you need to get your ass outside and get Y/N. You hear me."

"Yeah, Dean. I hear ya."

"Okay. Good. Now listen, I got to go so I can get home as fast as possible. I'll see ya soon Sammy."

As soon as you got to the bunker, Sam rushed out to get you and brought your unconscious, pale, ice cold body into the bunker and placed you on the couch. You were covered with an absurd amount of blankets, but then again, you were freezing.

Time Skip ( 2 hours)

You woke up to Dean pressing a hot dishrag to your head. He looked worried, but when he saw your eyes open, he smiled.

"Dean?" You ask quietly.

"Yeah Y/N?"

"What happened?"

"Well, it wasn't a witch, it was a spirit named Jonathan Walter. His wife, Emily, died back in 1943. She froze to death in the house and Jonathan hung himself because he blamed himself. Either way, now he'll try to cause every single female that steps foot into the house to die because of the same thing. But don't worry, your safe now. Nothing's gonna get ya."

You sat up and Dean went to go get you and himself a beer. When he came back, he sat next to you on the couch and handed you your beer. He wrapped and arm around you while you watched some television. 

"Hey Dean?" you said.

"Yeah?" Dean replied.

"Thank you."

"For what Y/N?"

"For saving me, obviously."

"It's what I do Y/N."

You looked into his beautiful green eyes and kissed him. You've had a crush on Dean for a long time now, and you thought that now would be the perfect time to admit it. Dean had also loved you for a while, but he thought you loved Sam, or even Castiel, but you saw them as brothers, Dean was different.

Sam was standing in the doorway watching the whole thing. When you both pulled away, he said, "It's about time you two. If something hadn't happened soon, I was about ready to force it."

Both you and Dean whipped your heads in Sam's direction, and yelled, "SHUT UP SAM!!!" And Sam just walked away laughing.

Hey Guys! So, sorry for this one not going up sooner. I would have gotten it up, but my phone was being weird, so I typed it on my Chromebook. Either way, I hope you liked it! Love ya! ~Jordyn ^-^