Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

→ DEESTIEL

IT'S YOUR LUCKY DAY

"Run!"

Dean stopped and stared at Sam, who stopped to stare at his brother. "Why aren't you—you picked it up!"

Dean sheepishly reached into his pocket pulling out the small object on a chain. "You're so dead." Sam growled and Dean smirked.

"I've already died. Death doesn't suit me."

Two people ran out of the building, seeing them and started to run across the street. "Shit," Dean turned to Sam, "ok, let's go." They started to run when the rush of wings flapping sounded and Cas stood in front of them. He stared at Dean weirdly.

"Your eyes are very green." Sam blanched. His jaw hung open and he sputtered, "Wait-Wait! W-What the hell?" Dean just licked his lips, turning away. "We're a bit busy, Cas." Cas frowned and Sam almost pulled out his hair. Was this it?

Was he about to finally witness them reveal their obvious feelings towards each other?

Dean turned around and his mouth dropped. The people were gone...and in a heap on the side of the road, a truck pulled over. "Did they..." Sam nodded. "They did."

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"Why the hell do I keep getting these couple retreats?"

Sam laid on the sofa, closing his eyes. Isn't it obvious? "Dean, I like your hair. Why am I...?" Cas looked away from Dean before disappearing.

Dean just shrugged and Sam felt like trampling him. Dean raised his hand. "Ha! I won something Sammy!" Sam leaned up, turning to look at Dean. "Oh? And what is it?" He said smugly. Probably another thing for him and Cas.

"Shut it with the smugness. I won...some..." He trailed off and Sam say up fully, leaning over. "What'd you win, Dean? Huh? What'd you win?" Dean glared at Sam before muttering under his breath.

"Lube."

Sam widened his eyes and fell back, landing on the ground with a loud thud. Laughter erupted out of him and Dean slammed his lap top shut, kicking at Sam. "Shut the fuck up!"

Sam kept on howling with laughter. "What the hell is this, I'm suppose to be lucky!"

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Sam was instantly regretting everything.

He covered his ears and winced, wondering why the hell Dean got him a room. Was this his payback?

A loud bang against the wall and Sam lost it.

"Alright! Quit it!"

Another bang.

"Dean I swear if you don't shut the fuck up and stop—"

"Uh, uh, uh,"

"FUCK YOU DEAN!"

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Cas stared at a sleepless Sam the next morning where they were having breakfast. Sam took one look at his eggs before blanching and shoving them away.

Dean leaned over the table, smirking. "Who's laughing now?"

Sam squeezed ketchup all over Dean before running back up to his room.

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Sorry this is everywhere, and bad, I just have no ideas ;-; rip

But I will go back and look through my notes to find some ideas that I swear I wrote down to write someday. If that makes any sense.

And sorry this isn't a character X reader, I saw a destiel thing and went for it.

I WILL BECOME MY COMMENTS AGAIN, TRUST ME!!

Also, before I go, how do you like the new cover?