Supernatural Imagines

Micheal -1

You loved peace and quiet and writing....that's all you did. You wrote fanfics about Doctor Who and Sherlock...

You were in the park....your favorite place in Lawrence, Kansas. You had your headphones in listening to MCR. You were writing a Sherlock and John Watson Gay fanfic...you were sitting underneath a tree in the grass enjoying the cool breeze.

All of a sudden you look up to see a football hit you squared in forehead.

"OW! Watch wear you throw jerk!" You see a man with short blonde hair and green eyes and a tall man with long brown hair and hazel eyes.

"I am so sorry. Ma'am I am not a good catch...Yo, Sam learn to throw better." The man named "Sam" flipped off the mysterious man. The man laughs..."Ma'am I have horrible manners. I'm Micheal and you are?"

"Y/n. It's fine...I'm just writing..."

"What are you writing?" He looks at your book and chuckles, "A fanfic? What a coincidence....I write fanfic too." You laugh and gave him your number.