Supernatural Imagines.

Ⓓⓔⓐⓝ ✖ Reader / Sick on Love

It has been a few days since Dean got "cured" from being a demon. As it takes a long process he has been throwing up everywhere.
As he has been too sick to hunt, Sam and Castiel have been out of the bunker. This left you and Dean alone.
It was 3:27am and you woke up to the sound of Dean being sick. You ignored it has it always happens, until you heard loads of dishes and pans fall. Immediately you quickly rose from you bed and ran down the corridor to where you heard the noise. Turning around the corner you see all of the pans layed out across the ground, as well as Dean passed out in a pool of blood.
"Dean!"
You ran over to him, shouting his name gaining no response.
You lift up his head and knelt down next to him, allowing him to rest upon your knees. You take your shirt off to clean up as much blood from him as possible.
"Dean wake up!"
You start to slap his face praying for his eyes to open. Again with no response, you search through his pockets to pull out his phone.
Being as quick as you can you call Sam.
With you're voice breaking over the phone, panicking to Sam and tears streaming down your face, Dean starts to move.
"Y/N?"
You look down to him looking at you. You feel so thankful.
"What happened I thought you were dead?!"
He looks around and as he looks back at you he sees you have no shirt on.
"Y/N! Where's your shirt?!"
"Sorry I needed to clean up the blood and my shirt was the closest thing."
Helping him get up and taking him to the bathroom he looses his balance and collapse. Following him down to try and catch him you both fall.
"Why are you doing this?"
Moving your hair out of your face and glancing at Dean he is concerning staring at you.
"Maybe because you are randomly throwing up blood and collapsing everywhere?"
You help Dean up and take him to the bathroom. You turn on the taps and turn around to leave through the door. Before you left he grabbed a hold of your hand.
"Stay please..."
His eye looked like they were sparkling.
You turned around and closed the door behind you. As it was cold in the room you began to shiver. Realising this Dean took of his shirt, putting it on you.
You both stared into each other eyes until he leaned it and kisses you on the cheeks delicately running his hands down you body.
"I love you."