Supernatural Imagines

Dean x Reader - Jealousy

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Jo

Word Count: 1280

Warnings: angst?, jealousy, cursing (Y/N says 'fuck' once), cheesiness

A/N: So, this is not requested. It's just something that I felt like writing today. Hope you like it! 

You have been hunting with the Winchester brothers for almost 3 years now. The three of you met on a vampire hunt and when the vampires caught them, you pretty much saved their asses, and they offered you to stay and hunt with them. You agreed, of course, and since that day you have been living with them. 

But it wasn't untill your second year with them that you started crushing on the older Winchester. Dean was just... amazing. He was selfless, loving, and ohh God, he was so hot! At first you brushed it off, thinking it was just a small crush, but as time passed you realized that you had fallen head over heels for him. 

One peaceful night the three of you were returning from a hunt. Nothing major, just a simple salt and burn. You were in the backseat, as usual, Sam was riding shotgun and of course, Dean was driving. You had just left the motel, you had been staying at, for the last 2 days and you couldn't wait to go back to the bunker, in your own room. The room, that you didn't have to share with the brothers, the room, you didn't have to share with Dean... You had been avoiding him since yesterday, when you saw him walking out of the bathroom with nothing, but a towel, that hang low on his waist. His muscular, wet body, his shinning skin... You couldn't help the blush that creeped on your cheeks and you couldn't forget the shit eating grin on his face as he walked past you.

A voice snapped you out of your memories, Dean's voice - "Hey, how about we go visit Ellen and Jo at the Road House?" - he asked and Sam was quick to answer - "Why not. It's on our way to the bunker anyway" - honestly you didn't want to go there. You had nothing against Ellen , but  you just couldn't stand the way Jo was flirting with Dean all the time. You wanted to puch her in the face sometimes. But you could't tell the boys that so you just went with it. - ''Yeah... sure" - you said, hoping that they don't notice the little crack in your voice as you spoke. 

A little over an hour later you were all walking in the Road House. As soon as you stepped foot in the place Jo was running to hug Dean. You let out an annoyed huff, receiving a questioning look from Sam. Jo finnaly pulled away from Dean, then hugged Sam and said - "It's so nice to see you guys!" - she paused when she saw you -"... oh you too Y/N" - like hell - you thought, you had just come in here and you already wanted to smack her smug little smile off of her face - "You too, Jo" - you said bitterly and she frowned a bit at you. You saw Ellen and she quickly made her way towards the four of you, hugging Sam and Dean first and then you. She pulled away and you smiled at her - "So, what brings you here guys" - Ellen asked - "We were on a hunt close by, and thought it'd be nice to stop by and say 'hi'."- Dean answered. - "Well we're glad you did." - Jo said, clinging to Dean's side. This was going to be a long night...

Two hours and five tequila shots later, Jo and Dean were still shamelessly flirlting with each other in the booth at the back of the bar. You could hear her giggles. He probably told her some stupid joke and she probably threw her head back and faked her loud laugh, just to make sure you heard her. You couldn't believe yourself, you and Dean weren't even together but you couldn't help the way you felt every time you heard them laughing together. You heard someone shift beside you and you turned around only to be met by two beautiful blue eyes. A man, probably around 25 sat on the wooden chair beside you.-"Hi. Name's Nick." - his voice was deep and smooth - "Y/N"- you couldn't stop yourself from speaking. - "It's really nice to meet you Y/N." 

About 30 minutes later you were still speaking to this Nick guy. He was attractive - well, not 'Dean Winchester' attractive, but still... 

- "Hey, you wanna hustle some pool?" - he asked and you didn't even have to think twice before speaking - "Sure. Loser buys the next round" 

 "Deal."

You were aiming for your final shot when you felt a hand on your hip and a hot breath on you neck. You looked over your shoulder and saw Nick - "I didn't know we were playing dirty" - you half whispered as you stuck you tongue out and licked his bottom lip. He was suprised by your actions, hell, even you were suprised by your actions. Then you turned your head back to the pool table and made the perfect shot, getting the eight ball in one of the pockets. You stood up and moved closer to Nick. You leaned closer to kiss him but before his lips met yours, he spoke - "Let's get out of here." - you nodded your head in agreement and he led you out to the parking lot. He turned around to kiss you again but was suddenly pulled away from you. You met two familiar green eyes, now full with anger.

- "Dean?! What the hell!?" - you screamed at the older Winchester. - 

"I'm not letting you sleep with that douche, Y/N." - "What? You are not letting me sleep with him? Who the fuck do you think you are" - you were beyond furious.  - "Y/N, please..." - you didn't give him a chance to finish before speaking again - "You don't have the right to come here and tell me what to do. Not after you were in there with her." - Dean was looking at you with pure confusion. - "Her?" - was he playing stupid. - "You know who 'she' is Dean!" - "Wait... you mean Jo?" 

"Sweetheart, there isn't, and will never be something more than friendship between me and Jo" - yeah, like you would believe that - "Whatever, Dean" - you turned around, trying to get away from him as soon as possible, but he caught you by the hand and turned you arond. - "Let me go Dean!" - you squealed, which made him pull you closer to him. You could feel his breath on your lips now. Hot and steady. At that moment you were fighting the urge to kiss him. 

-"Y/N, I swear to you, there is nothing between me and Jo. She said she wanted us to be together, but I couldn't do it, because I am in love with somene else... I'm in love with you, Y/N" - he leaned in and kissed you. The kiss was slow and tender. Your tongues dancing with each other. His hands snaked around your waist and your hands found their way around his neck. The kiss continued for a few more minutes, before he pulled away - "I love you, Y/N." - he said. - "I love you too, Dean." 

You have been dreaming about that moment for so long, and honestly it couldn't be more perfect.