Supernatural Imagines

Dean/Jensen x Reader // French Mistake II

An odd turn of events occurs due to a fight, and Dean comes back to you to apologise.
Word Count: 1043
Please note: this was written super early in the morning (I'm talking 5am) and I just published it now and it is REALLY REALLY bad so if you like to cringe while reading, this is the chapter for you:-)
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"Y/N!" Called Dean from the bunker's kitchen. He had anger boiling in his blood today, and was not taking any sort of verbal abuse or comeback that you planned to throw at him. Luckily, you were smart enough to let him fly off the handle without disturbing him too much on a day like this.

You gritted your teeth and muttered a small sigh, fearing what he would say next. "Yeah?" You called, sitting up straight in your seat as if to show respect when he marched into the room. Sam and Cas sat silently across the room, failing to make eye contact with your pleading eyes desperately seeking backup.

"You wanna explain why I'm getting sent death threats from a guy from Kentucky?" He questioned irritably, slamming his phone on the table to show you.

You gulped, sending shivers down your spine. "Uh, I..." you stuttered, motioning for Sam or Cas to offer you support in the argument that was near. However, like said, you were smart enough not to enter willingly.

"You what? You know what, Y/N Y/L/N," he started, almost as if he wasn't Dean in the angry manner he spoke. You had to cut him some slack, he saw his long time friend killed by vampires and was in a horrible mood lately.

"Dean-" Sam started, immediately cut off by a snappy response.

"Shut up, Sammy. Y/N, you are so damn reckless. You don't even think what could come after you or us, all you care about is-," he was about to finish, before the last sentence sparked your attention. He may be angry with an exception, but if he was bringing what you cared about so much into this he was going down. In flames.

"You leave that out of this. You're right, I don't care and I never will thanks to you, dragging me into this hell that you call hunting. I was living a normal life like I should have been, and you know what keeps me up at night? The hopeful thought that maybe you realise how much damage you've done." You snapped back, standing up and slamming your book shut on the table.

"Y/N-" Sam and Cas both warned in unison, but you had already started walking up the stairs before Dean followed you in protest.

"Why don't you stick to the TV and movies like you always said you would, then?" He called out, attempting at an insult. You turned back, but you were blinded by a force that immediately filled the bunker, everyone then shielding their eyes before you lost all control of who you were.

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"Y/N?" Jensen called from behind you, instantly sparking your attention.

A chill went down your spine before you turned around to face him, amongst the busy actors and developers walking hurriedly trying to get their job done. Jensen walked over to you, Jared beside him.

"Yeah?" You replied, almost excitedly. However, you didn't want too excited as you had worked on set as a recurring character for a while, though you didn't know them that well enough to say you were best friends as such.

"What is... this?" Jensen asked, resembling Dean Winchester in the way he spoke.

"What do you mean?" You replied, looking up at both Jensen and Jared. They both looked at each other and sighed as if to share annoyed feelings.

"Great. Another TV land." Jensen grimaced, not making any eye contact with you.

"Jen-" you started, immediately cut off.

"Dean. I'm Dean. This is Sam. Not anyone else." He corrected bluntly. You looked up at Jared who was nodding in frustration.

You began to laugh, showing your appreciation for the joke. "Oh, you guys mean like the French mistake?" You referenced, earning confused looks. "Oh man, oh my gosh." You started to rave.

"You're actually Sam and Dean. Like for real?" You smiled, eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Yes, why aren't you Y/N?" He asked. Unfortunately, it was confusing as your TV character coincidentally had the same name as you.

"I know you guys are joking but I am so going along with this, Sam and Dean." You winked as if to show you were willing to participate in whatever fun they were trying to create.

"We're not joking! I don't even know..." -Dean- began, looking over at -Sam-. They exchanged done expressions, turning back to you.

"I know. Look, Y/N. Whatever world we are in now you are not who you are in our world. So why don't you come back with us and-" He tried to finish, but the very thought of maybe, just maybe entering the Supernatural world excited you beyond belief.

Your friends were right, you were a fangirl with impossible dreams.

You let out a sigh, but not in a defeated tone. "Why did you want me? I'm not a main character or anything." You stated, squinting in confusion.

"Because... I meant to say something to you," Dean replied, failing to make eye contact with everything but you. "But now I don't know if I'll see the old Y/N again." He added, eyes still wandering aimlessly.

"What would Dean Winchester have to-"

"He's sorry, Y/N." Sam chimed in after not speaking for a while.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" You questioned, looking over against Dean who had now turned his head to inspect what he obviously thought was a very interesting water tank being carried off set.

Sam looked at you, hands in pockets, and without speaking, mouthed the word "fight,". You sent back a confused look to indicate you were not aware of any fights that had occurred.

"Y/N, I don't care if you get me in trouble. You know I'd do it all for you and I'd kill anything to make sure you're alright." Dean turned around, profound eyes staring at yours.

It all came so quickly, so unexpected. You didn't even know what he was apologising for, though you felt in all honesty incredibly privileged to be spoken to by Dean Winchester in such manner.

"That's... okay. I... forgive you." You replied, and with that there was a bright light, so bright that you were forced to shield your eyes.

You were back.