Authors Note: Hi this is my first imagine/ story I hope you like it this will be a long one perhaps a couple of chapters if anybody would like to make requests you're more than welcome too and if you could comment on this then that would be awesome on the development of this profile and the content.
It was a damp, ordinary Friday night usually you're favorite night where you could stay up until God knows when reading (y/f/b) and or watching (y/f/m) or (f/t/s). But tonight was different you decided to leave your humble abode and venture into the big wide world that lay in wake for you. You impulsively decided to go to a bar, a quiet, beat up one. As you walked through the car park, something oddly shiny caught your eye; you followed your gaze and the blinding shine came from the reflection of the hood of a sleek black '67 chevy impala, 'damn' You thought 'What a sexy car, I wonder if the owner is the same?' As that thought came across your mind you arrived at the daunting but shabby doors of the bar, hesitantly you opened them and it was as if a barrier of noise hit you. The bar was extremely busy and you looked around at the other women who were dressed it uncomfortably revealing clothes and make up that looked like a child grabbed hold of a make up bag and threw it at themselves, you however were dressed in a (y/f/c) generic shirt and a black hoodie with you ever loyal jeans who have been with you since you were in secondary school.
You glanced around the bar to see who was there and apart from drunk, sweaty and hairy guys and promiscuous women there were two guys in the corner wearing suits one considerably taller ,with shaggy brown hair, even though they were sat down and they other guy had apple pie green eyes which were so unbelievably pretty and intoxicating that it was hard to break the stare. All of a sudden you felt a hand brush your thigh, it was one if the fat oafs that were parading their lightweightedness (get drunk easy) and he said 'Hey baby wanna get outta here, because as nice as you look those clothes would look better on the floor.' He winked at you sloppily. You pushed him away in disgust but he kept coming back for me and at last you exploded with rage and screamed 'For FUCK sake man I'm just here on my own to enjoy myself and not to get fucking hit on by some fucking booze breathed bastard! Now fuck off before I make you regret this!' Well the plan to be quiet and not attract any attention was gone and the whole bar was staring at you, including the two suits.
Once the guy walked away in shock and disbelief the suit with green eyes walked over and in the deepest and seductive voice you have ever heard spoke 'How you doin'?' And you responded 'Fine what's it to you?'
'Well,' he responded rubbing his stubble crowded chin and a cheeky smile'I saw a pretty little thing in distress and well your prince charming is here!' You just looked at your feet and a small discreet smile crept across your face and then you looked up and responded with 'okay nice one but I've never really been into princesses more witches and ghosts and vampires and stuff so yeah, unless you are saving me from any of them then I don't wanna know green eyes.' His face dropped but quickly said 'Well my names Winchester, Dean Winchester. What's yours?' '(Y/n)' You studied his reaction carefully and without missing a beat he said 'that's the nicest name I ever heard.'
