Supernatural Imagines

Mistletoe

"Hey (Y/N) come in here!" You hear Sams voice coming from the kitchen.

"What?" You sigh and set down your book on your bed before walking down the long hallway into your kitchen, to find Sam and Cas sitting at the table. You faces breaks out into a wide smile when you see Cas sitting by Sam. You've had a crush on him for a while now, it was hopeless though, he had just turned human and didn't even know what love was.

"Would you make us some pancakes?" Sam asks. Both of them give you puppy dog eyes and it melts your heart immediately.

"Seriously guys? You made me come all this way for pancakes?" You say with a hint of humor and annoyance in your voice.

"Yesss," Sam chuckles. You shrug and walk over to the sink to wash your hands before cooking,

"Heya Cas, why don't ya go help her?" Sam asks, urging him towards me.

"Okay," Cas says as he gets up and joins me behind the sink. When you finish washing your hands you turn around to see Sam sitting with a gigantic dumb smile spread across his face.

"What is it now?" You ask,

"Look up," you look up to see a few bright red berries with green leaves hanging from above you on the ceiling. You look to your side to see a very confused Castiel staring up at the berries,

"Mistletoe? Really Sam? Are we 13 now?" Sam just chuckles. You knew Sam liked the idea of you and Castiel together, also he knew you liked him, but you never thought he would take it this far.

"What does that mean?" Castiel asks confused.

"It means you two," Sam gestures between you and Cas, "have to kiss,"

"No Cas, we don't. It'd just some stupid tradition," you cut in,

"Do you normally take part in this 'tradition'?"

"Uh-well...sometimes-I guess," you stutter,

"Okay," Cas then steps closer and reaches up to put his hand on your cheek. The warmth of his hand turns your cheeks a bright red as he angles his head closer. You breath hitches as he lightly brushes his dry lips against yours. He pulls away, leaving you silently begging for more. Cas just stares straight into your eyes when he pulls away.

You both look at the ground and take a step away.

"That," Sam gestures between the both of you, "was not a proper kiss." Sam says matter-of-factly.

"I'm confused, what's a 'proper kiss'?" Castiel makes quote signs with his fingers,

"Come on dude! Kiss her like you mean it! Now!" Sam encourages loudy. Your face flushes red and you look up at him just to see him looking into your eyes. Then, he surges forward, takes your face in his hand, and pulls you into him. His arm wraps around your waist and pulls you in tighter, you tangle you fingers in his soft pitch hair. This passionate cotinues to escalate until you hear someone clear their throat behind you. You two untangle your selves and pull away gasping for air. Sams face is also a bright red, but he's smiling.

"See I proved my point." He says,

"What point?"

"You two both wanted to do that," he responds and gives you a wink before walking out of the kitchen.