Supernatural Imagines

Doughnuts (Dean x Reader)

Adventures with Dean - Doughnuts

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It's been a long day, as usually yours were. The hunt took longer than you thought it would (thanks Sam) and you three ended up staying for a few more days. It was thought to be a simple salt and burn, but apparently it was deeper, and you ended up having to locate the cursed object, which took forever. But all in all you got the job done, and you and the Winchesters were finally back at the bunker. Home sweet home.

The boys unloaded the bags from the car while you took the shopping inside since the place was empty, much like your stomach. You lived like Sam and Dean did, with each having their own signature meal; burgers for the squirrel and salads for the moose. Yours was different though, doughnuts.

Oh yes.

The sweet, warm, sticky deliciousness was your downfall. Glazed, filled, or iced, it mattered not, but the real deal breaker for you was the powdered ones. Oh, don't even get started... precisely cut, fried to perfection, and dunked in sugar, it was like crack. In fact, you had a few left in your secret stash.

Sam brought your duffel bag to your room while your boyfriend was off doing Chuck knows what. You unloaded the bag and tossed the dirty clothes into the hamper as well as putting away your toiletries. Before indulging you decided to check the web, hoping that you wouldn't find a new case, and secretly checking out your celebrity crush's social media. What? Its not like your obsessed.... well, maybe a little.

Where were you? Ah, yes food!

You made your way out of your room and into the kitchen, and super stealthily snuck into your secret stash of heavenly goodness. You quickly found it, and pulled out the bag but soon realized that it was lighter than you left it... sticking your hand in you were met with nothing. Nothing. Empty. Bag. No fill with carbs. You heard the familiar footsteps behind you. Dean.

You turned around and your assumption was correct, the bag clutched in your iron tight grip. Standing before you was your boyfriend, licking his fingers, with powder all around his face. So... thats what happened.

"Dean," you seethed through an overly sweet smile.

"...yes"

You cocked your hip, "Did you eat my last doughnut?"

"No" his face had no emotion.

"Well then whats on your face, hm?"

......

"Cocaine..."

"Dean?"

"Yeah"

"Run"

"Ok."