Supernatural Oneshots

Dean, Sam, Cas and Crowley-Underwear shopping

Dean

Dean likes to see you strut your stuff while trying on underwear. You don't even have to force him into the store. In fact he's the one that would drag you inside. Your bras don't  last long with him as he rips them off you rather than unclipping it. You searched the racks trying to find something that would fit you, yet was affordable. You picked up a (favourite colour) bra that had silver sequins sewn on. You checked the price tag. It was just enough. Dean came skipping up behind you, hands hiding behind his back.  You smirked at him.

"Dean what have you found?" He revealed a deep red bra with matching red and white panties to go with it. You looked at the price tag.

"Dean this is way too much money, I can't afford it." He winked you.

"But we can my dear. For I have stolen money from Sams wallet. So I am able to treat you!" You couldn't help but smirk.

"Alrighty then. But you better not ruin this one."

Sam

Sam doesn't mind it when you ask him to go shopping. It's when you ask him to go underwear shopping he doesn't like it. Even though he was a tall man you still somehow managed to lose him. You carried you underwear in your bag, ready to go as you searched for Sam. You looked aisle to aisle but you couldn't find him. After a further ten minutes you found his surrounded by a gaggle of women who were way too old for him. You pushed your way through the group and wrapped your arm around Sams.

"Sorry ladies but unfortunately this man is taken. So off you go." They all sighed, leaving Sam alone and muttering under their breaths. You turned to Sam who looked very scared. You wrapped you arms around him and laughed into his chest.

"Promise me you'll never leave me alone in a ladies underwear shore?" You jumped Jo and kissed him.

"No promises sammy..."

Castiel

Normally when you need a new pair of underwear Cas will just flash you a pair out of thin air. But every now and again you will make him go underwear shopping with you. He doesn't understand the purpose of underwear but he will go along and won't even question it. As you scoped down the aisle he suddenly appeared behind you, making you jump. 

"I found this one (y/n). I don't know about your breast size but I like the colour." He held up a sky blue bra with with lace on it. You grabbed hold of it and made your way toward the changing rooms. Cas followed you but you stopped him.

"You stay here. I'll be only a second." You darted behind a cubicle and slipped on the bra. You don't how but Cas had managed to find your size. You twisted this way and that way, marvelling at it.

"(y/n) you've been in here for a while." A husky voice spoke behind you. You screamed as Cas has teleported behind you.

"Cas get out! You're not supposed to be in here!" You picked up your tshirt and threw it at him.

"I'm sorry I thought you were ready." He shifted uncomfortably. You sighed.

"Cas it's not your fault.....do you know what if we leave now we can go get those raspberry muffins you love so much...." You barely said the last word when Cas was off in a flash....and taking your tshirt with him.

Crowley

As Crowley was an older gentleman it was hard for you to go underwear shopping without him looking a bit creepy. Normally he would do his best to avoid shopping. He ordered his demons around to get you the most expensive pair of underwear from places like France and Tokyo.

"You're coming in with me and that's final!" You grabbed hold of his hand and pulled him into the shop. He followed you like a small child, whining every five minute asking to leave. You leant towards him so you were next to his ear.

"I'll give you ten minutes. Meet me back here with something of your choice."he smirked as he sauntered off down the different sections. You headed toward the simpler bras as you looked for something that is classy but will support your girls. After a couple of minutes Crowley appeared.

"I'm guessing you found something?" He held up a black and red bra with matching underwear white was covered in black bows. On the back of the pants it had "evil lady" written in white cursive writing.

"Please (y/n)?" He looked at you with puppy eyes. You signed and grabbed the underwear.

"Fine. I've got what I need anyways." You headed towards the counter, Crowley skipping behind you like a young child. He couldn't be happier.