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SPN: How You Met

Dean-

You roll your eyes at your friend. "I still can't believe we're hunting demons. I wanted to deal with a ghost this case." You stick your bottom lip out in a pout and she scoffs. "What is it with you and ghosts?" Y/f/n sips her milkshake and she watches the door. You hear the bell and resist the urge to turn around. "What?" "Really hot guys." You make a face. "Really y/f/n?" She shrugs. "Turn around. Not now though." You nod and continue to eat your fries. "What do they look like?" You ask after a moment. "Pretty." You give her a look. "Fine. Tall, one has green eyes and blondish brown hair. Other one has who knows what color eyes and longish brown hair." You frown and turn your head, glancing at the pair as they walk past your booth. Your eyes widen and you turn back to her, phone already in hand and fingers rapidly tapping against the keyboard. She frowns and opens her phone, seeing that you're texting her.
You: Those are the Winchesters.
Y/f/n: Wut?
You: 😐
Y/f/n: They're not stealing our case.
You: nope.
You get up, throwing your trash away and she does the same. You put a smile on your face and slide into the booth next to the oldest Winchester, Dean. "Hey." He looks at you with raised brows and y/f/n slides in next to Sam. "Look. We know who you are. And if you're here for the demon case it's ours. If you want to work together fine. But if you're going to get in the way I suggest you leave right now." Dean's eyes widen and he looks between the two of you. "You're hunters?" Sam asks, brow furrowed. "Yup. I'm y/n and this is my friend y/f/n." Dean scans your face. "We'll work with you." Your smile turns genuine. "Good. I'd rather not be on the bad side of another Winchester." And with that you both get up and leave the diner.

Sam-

You sigh and knock on the door of the, what did Dean call it? Oh yeah, the bunker. The door opens and you squeal, tackling Dean in a hug. "It's so good to see you again!" Dean was like a brother to you, and it had been a couple of years since you'd seen him. And by a couple, you mean like 7.
"You too." He hugged you back and you looked over his shoulder to see another man standing there with a confused look on his face. "Hey. You must be Sam." You smile. He frowns but nods. "Yeah. Not to sound rude or anything but, who are you?"

Castiel-

You roll your eyes and lounge on the couch. You were a demon, but Dean and Sam were your friends. "Please. That's stupid." They raise their brows at you before their faces twist in panic. "Wait!" Sam yells, looking behind you. You jerk your head in that direction and roll off the couch as the Angel blade comes down on the cob and rips the fabric. "What the-" there stood a man with blue eyes and black hair. "You're a demon." You raise a brow. "Yeah. So?" He frowns. "Why are you here?" You shrug and sit down in a chair. "Chill angel. We're friends by association."

Crowley-

You whimper as the sound of growling got louder. You hear a whistle and frown, peeking over the edge of the roof you were on. "What are you doing up there?" You frown and look at the man standing on the ground. "Um, nothing?" He rolls his eyes. "They won't get you. I promise." You narrow your eyes. "Says who?" You raise a brow and look around him, the hell hounds sitting down on the ground, looking up at you hatefully. "The King of Hell." You throw your head back and laugh. "Sure." He nods. "Come down and I'll show you." You roll your eyes. "In your dreams." He smirks. "Of course." You crawl down, slowly because of how close the hounds were. "They won't hurt you." He pets one and you cautiously stepped forward. "I'm Crowley." You keep your eyes on the creatures. "Y/n."

Charlie-

You and Charlie met at comic con ✌🏼️