Supernatural Imagines {ON HIATUS}

teen!dean x reader ⇸ rumor

Modern!teen!Dean AU

Word Count: 572

Warnings: one swear word

This is so cringe and crappy but I wanted to write a teen!dean one lol I'm sorry for this.

I also haven't posted in a while and I wanted to get something complete out while I'm working on more chapters!

"Rumor has it Dean Winchester has a crush on you!" You best friend Sadie squealed as she practically slammed her lunch tray onto the table. "That new kid?" You asked, pretending to be uninterested "If by new you mean the hottest guy in our grade, then yeah. Plus, he's not even new, he's been here a couple months." She replied enviously. You studied him from across the cafeteria. He was very cute, but he seemed kinda cold. "What should I do about it?" You asked her absentmindedly as you watched him. "Ask him to the dance, or get him to ask you." She stated obviously.

The bell rang and it was back to class for you. The class went by incredibly slowly, but it got more interesting once you caught Dean staring at you. You furrowed your brows at him at first, which caused him to away from you. You kept your eye on him slyly, and turned around right as he started staring again. It turned into an eye contact battle, which took your mind off the boring lesson being taught ahead of you.

You looked at him, this time noticing a small piece of paper in his hand, it read: 'You, me, dance tomorrow, 8 pm?" You mocked thinking and then nodded your head at him.

He didn't talk to you for the rest of the day, or the day of the dance, but come 8 o'clock, he was at your doorstep. He knocked on the door nervously as you walked out, playing with the hem of your dress. Your parents cooed and took their pictures before you were off. He drove you in his dad's car, which was nice.

The dance was, well, a high school dance. The music was shitty and the food was slightly above par. Your friends freaked out and some gave you side eye as you and Dean made your way to the dance floor. After a few minutes of dancing with him, he leaned in to whisper. "This place is lame, wanna split?" You nodded as he took your hand and lead you out. You stopped him at the food table though, quickly grabbing a 2-liter soda and two styrofoam cups to take with you.

As you made your way back to the car, you both cracked jokes about the dance and how bad it was. "I was raised on classic rock, so that's what I prefer." Dean admitted "No way, me too!" You both marveled as you chatted about Hendrix and Zeppelin. Once you got into the car, it feel silent. Dean turned on the car radio, which played some Foreigner, while you poured you both a cup of soda.

You sat in silence (wow look at all these car radio references løl), while the radio hummed softly. After a while, you spoke up "Rumor has it you have a crush on me, but I don't know if it's true." He raised an eyebrow "Really now, and what if it is true?" He asked "If it is, then maybe you'd also want to kiss me." You replied, turning to him. He took the hint and leaned in, pressing his lips against yours. He seemed to know what he was doing, since the kiss seemed more mature than a high school one usually would. You kissed for a couple minutes before parting ways. "Do you know if it's true now?" He asked, smirking