Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

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You are all that I adore.

"A little bit rash, don't you think?" You giggled, gathering your dress to go up the steps to your house. "I think not, Lady [Y/N]." Sam chuckled and winked at you, making you blush and look away. "My father will be expecting me, Mr. Winchester." The tall man just grinned and bowed, looking up at you. "Will I expect to see you tomorrow night?"

You put on a thinking face, looking at him after a second or two. "That will be a secret, Sam." In reality, you expected to go. It all depended on your strict father, though. "See you soon, Ms. [L/N]," Sam grabbed you hand gently and pressed a soft kiss to the back of it, backing up. When he was gone, you let out a long held breath.

He was just as charming as the other two.

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Your father sat at his desk, writing something. "Father," you said briskly, sitting down at the edge of the uncomfortable chair. You had your hands folded neatly in your lap and your eyes trained on him, impassively. "[Y/N], have you chosen?" He gruffly said, standing up and turning around to face you. "No, father, they are all good gentlemen. I cannot bear to break two of their hearts." Your father made a noise of displease, his face contorting.

"Then I will have to choose."

You widened your eyes and quickly stood up, hardening your stare. "No, I will not give you the right to choose my future husband for me." He stayed quiet, his back facing you now. It was silent, only the faint creaking of boards as someone descended down the stairs. "Honey? Darling? Oh, have you two fought again? Dear, you have to let her choose." Your mother looked at your father disapprovingly.

He grabbed her hands, looking between you and her. "It has been two weeks and she still has not chosen one of them." Your mother sighed and looked at you sadly. "[Y/N], you need to choose." Biting your lip, you shook your head. "I don't want to break more hearts than I will gain, in time I will choose, but I will not choose right now."

The three of you were silent and your mother spoke up. "Bring them all here, are they aware they're fighting for your hand?" Sadly, you nodded your head meekly. "Then invite all the gentlemen to dinner, tomorrow night. They should get to know their competition, do you not agree?" With reluctance, you agreed, knowing this whole dinner would go down in shambles.

"Of course, mother."

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You had been forbidden to go out that night, and you sat lonely in your room. "[Y/N]," you perked up, looking around your room. "Psst, [Y/N]!" They whispered eagerly, and you stuck your head out the window. Widening your eyes, you stared down at the ground. "Dean? Dean, what are you doing down there?" He just waved and gestured to himself. "Come down," you gave him a incredulous look. "Do I look unbreakable? Have you gone out of your mind?"

The young man just laughed evilly, holding out his arms. "I promise I won't let you get hurt," he wiggled his arms. "Come on, if you jump I'll give you a kiss."

You blushed and stood back. His kisses were pretty good, but then all of theirs were. Sam's was gentle and loving, Dean's was eager and passionate, and Cas' was soft and inviting. In fact, all of theirs were addicting and left you breathless. It made you worry when you would have to choose. They were all something you wanted, and you cursed fate for having them as three different people rather than one.

"You promise?" Dean nodded and you quickly dressed in the simplest and lightest dress you had. Sticking a leg out the window, you felt the cool night air on your skin and you blushed, knowing the dress rode up. "W-Wait," you stammered, and shimmied out the window. Dean was looking away, his face faintly red. "Look, you idiot! I don't want to die!" You said and covered your mouth. That was very un-lady like of you. "Wow, you just keep getting better and better." He said, amazed. You braced yourself and jumped, feeling the wind press against you, giving you an exhilarating feeling.

You neared the ground and felt arms such you, and you looked at him, a smile on your face. "That was the most fun I have ever had, we need to do this more often," you smiled brightly at him and he bit his lip, staring at you. Dean leaned in, pressing his lips to yours. You kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. When you pulled back, he was grinning like crazy. "We totally need to do this more often." He agreed, both of you breathless.

Once he sat you down, you looked at him. "Where are we going, Mr. Smith?" You both grinned. "I sometimes really dislike my name. Smith is original, yes?" You just laughed. "I think it suits you just fine." Winchester is more suited to you.

But, no, why were you thinking of Sam right now? You were with Dean, you should be thinking about him.

"I swooped in and saved you to take you to a relatively close spot that I found." You looked at Dean and he looked proud of himself, so you didn't say anything to make him feel not so proud. "Really? Well, Dean, you might have to hurry up and show me. I'll fall fast asleep soon." This was the latest you had ever stayed up, since your parents usually enforced the rule to be asleep as soon as possible at night.

He nodded and took your hand in his hand, walking with you to the site. "It's truly beautiful, even more so than someone I know." You gasped and nudged him, "What are you getting at, Mr.!" He laughed and just wrapped an arm around you, enveloping you in a sense of comfort and safety. All too soon you reached the place and you gaped. It was a place you had never seen before and it was truly beautiful like Dean had said.

"Wow..." You whispered and Dean smiled down at you warmly. "Yes," he said and looked away nervously, gulping. Looking away from the scenery, you stared at Dean. "Are you ok, Dean?" He nodded quickly and gave you a feeble smile.

Damn it, I'll have to wait. Dean cursed at himself and just held your hand. "It really is beautiful, is it not?" You nodded, leaning your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes. "It...really...is..."

You opened your eyes and smiled tiredly at Dean. The euphoria of jumping had worn out and now you were tired. He sat down and pulled you with him, letting your legs drape across his and your head rest on him. You felt sleep creeping up and you tried to fight it, but it won. It didn't help that Dean was rubbing your back soothingly. Too tired to fight anymore, you let Dean lull you to sleep.

_

Sitting up, you looked around, gasping. You had fallen asleep with Dean, where were you? Blinking, you realized you were back in your bed. "Huh?" You mumbled, stumbling out of bed and slowly getting dressed on instinct and doing everything else. You quietly went down the stairs and smiled tiredly at you parents. "Good morning, mother, father."

Your father just ate his food, your mother scowling at him. She turned to you, giving you a sad smile. "I know how difficult it is to choose, but—" "I know, I'll choose...tonight." That made you father look up at you, his eyes hard. "I take your word for it, [Y/N]."

A knock sounded and you went to answer the door. Once you opened it, you smiled. "Castiel, it's been awhile." He smiled back and held out his hand. "Do your parents mind if I steal you for the morning?"

_

You spent all morning with Cas, walking around your quaint and small town. "I had fun, Castiel," you looked up at him and he stared down back at you. "As I, [Y/N]." Before you could turn, he swooped down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. "Have a good rest of the day, Ms. [L/N]." You grabbed his hand and leaned up, giving him a long kiss. He held your waist, grinning against your lips. You pushed your body against his, molding you both together.

"I did not know you were the frivolous type," he chuckled after you both broke away. You blushed, "Only for you, Castiel." He made sure to see you to your door before leaving, making you sigh in discontent.

It would be absolutely terrible to choose between the three of them.

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Eh? Sorry for not updating for, like, a week. And I tried to make this like...I dunno...back then? Also, would you mind checking out my other book; Blue Ocean?

It's about our favorite characters (from SPN of course) getting into a plane crash and trying to survive. All the ones I've seen have been like "we just crashed, the wreckage is dangerous and many lay dead, but we're perfectly healthy and on tip top shape.

Let's fuck."

Seriously? So I made my own, and I enjoy writing it. (I plan to stick through with this one, promise) So check it out please :3

Byeeeeeee