Dean Winchester Imagines

Staring

~You can't sleep because of the nightmares you get so Dean attempts to stay up with you all night but accidentally falls asleep.~

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You walk out into the kitchen to pour yourself a cup of coffee. It may be 1 in the morning but there is no way you're closing your eyes. Every time you try to sleep you are attacked with terrible nightmares. You rather be sleep deprived.

You chug the first cup and go to pour yourself a second before heading back to your room.

"Hey what are you doing up?" Deans groggy voice asks from the doorway.

"Oh, just couldn't sleep." You lie not wanting him to worry.

He furrows his eyebrows and walks forward to grab your cup. "And you think coffee is the answer? What's really up?"

You knew he would find out one way or the other so there was no more fighting it. "I uh, don't really want to sleep. I just, can't handle the nightmares anymore."

He smiles at you apologetically. "I'm sorry Y/N. I know it's hard but it will get better, I promise."

"I don't know Dean, it's different for me. I can't close my eyes without seeing something disturbing."

He looks at you with understanding and a comfortable silence settles over the room.

"Well, I'm gonna stay up with you than." His goofy grin in back on his face as he looks at you.

"Dean you need slee-"

"Nope, we are gonna make a night of it. Make some food, watch some movies, do normal people stuff."

"Dean it's 1 in the morning." You giggle.

"Well then we will just watch a movie." He smiles and grabs your free hand. He pulls you forward and out of the kitchen and you try to balance the coffee in your hand.

"Okay I'm thinking Star Wars. Stick with the classics." He doesn't even wait for your answer as he puts the movie on and jumps on the couch like a little kid. He looks up at you and pats the seat next to him, you laugh and walk over.

The couch sinks and you both end up right next to each other. Your bodies tense but Dean quickly recovers by lazily wrapping his arm around the back of the couch and leaning back.

The movie starts and your both silent. You can't help but steal glances at Deans concentrated face on the movie. You end up completely ignoring the movie and just staring at him. I mean who wouldn't.

"Y/N?" You snap out of it when Deans eyes meet yours. "The movies over there, unless you see something you like better." He gives an obnoxiously perfect smirk and you blush.

"Uh, no sorry." You say and quickly divert your eyes away. You don't notice the adorable grin that Dean holds as he watches your flustered state. He carefully repositions himself on the couch so that you slide even closer to him and his arm is around your body.

"It's alright. I stare at you sometimes too." He whispers in your ear. You look up at him with shock.

"Movies up there sweetheart." He smirks pointing to the screen and you just shake your head and laugh. You would never admit it but you had the biggest crush on Dean.

Towards the end of the movie you look over to see Deans head bobbing as he tries to stay awake.

"Dean, go to bed. I'll be fine."

He immediately jerks his head up and looks at you. "No-no I'm good sweetheart."

You shake your head and stand up. "I'm gonna get some more coffee, be right back." You say and he nods his head, eyes back on the movie.

You walk into the kitchen to pour yourself more coffee and can't help but wonder how someone could be so sweet. He is literally messing with his own health to be there for you and the thought made you blush. Man you had it bad.

You quietly walk back into the room only to not see Deans form on the couch anymore. You furrowed your eyebrows as you walked around the other side of the couch and almost 'awed' out loud.

There he was, the fierce Dean Winchester, snuggled up on the couch with his cheek pressed against the pillow. He was out cold. You smiled at the sight and immediately grabbed a blanket. You laid it over him and then bent down next to his face.

"Thank you Dean." You whisper and kissed his forehead. You looked back once more at the sleeping Dean before walking away and letting the smile cover your face.