Supernatural Boyfriend Scenarios/Preferences

How You Meet

Dean

You were working the late shift at the local bar. You were the only bartender there and just happened to be a beautiful woman. So every time a man came up to get a drink, they'd try to ask you out. The vulgar jerks were pretty calm for once, and it was a pretty dull night, until a man you've never seen before walked in. He sat down at the end of the bar.

"What can I get you?" You asked, moving to him. You saw in his body and face that he was worn and tired. You figured he'd want something strong so you reached for your strongest drink.

"What's the strongest you've got?" The man asked, like you figured. You poured him a glass.

"You seem like you need it."

"Yeah, I do." He chuckled humorlessly and drank what I poured. Once he finished his glass he looked up at you and you were able to practically see him switch into flirt mode. "My name is Dean. What's yours?" He flashed a smile at you. It was quite breathtaking.

"(Y/N). Nice to meet you Dean. Excuse me now." You smiled back and turned to tend to other men. You could tell he was trouble. He might be an attractive man, but you were not an easy woman. Hs charm wouldn't work on you so quickly.

Sam

You were a librarian. It might not seem interesting, but you were an expert on all things mythical and historical. It wasn't very useful in your daily life but it made you happy. It was lonely in the library especially when it was so late and five minutes away from closing. No one was there, until a very tall man walked in. he seemed to be in a rush, since he saw when you'd close. He spotted you behind your desk, and mad his way to you.

"Hello, do you have any books on mythical man eating winged creatures?" That wasn't what you expected the man to say at all.

"Yes, I believe we do. Follow me." You stood and led the man to the few books the library had. "These are all we have, but they are not available for checkout."

"Are you sure? These will be useful for the paper I'm writing." The man had grabbed two of the books. You looked up at him, you were now powerless. He had puppy dog eyes, extremely adorably at that.

"Well..."

"Sam."

"Well Sam, bring them back in the same condition and don't tell anyone, alright?"

"Thank you, uh..."

"(Y/N)"

"Thank you (Y/N)." With that Sam left with the books.

Castiel

You worked at a small convenient store. Not many people showed up there, but you were still working late into the night. This late you had seen some pretty odd people come in, but a man looking clueless, in a dirty trench coat was the weirdest. He went around the store grabbing things but he seemed like he wanted something specific.