Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^

Mornings (Dean×Reader)

Plot: How a normal morning goes between you, your boyfriend, and your best friends.

You sat up in bed, grunting a little as you stretched. You rubbed your eyes and took notice of Dean's sleeping figure. His mouth was parted slightly, his nose scrunching up as he snored. You silently snuggled closer to him and felt his arm latch around your waist. He grunted softly, leaning over to kiss the side of your head.

   "You ok," Dean yawned as his green eyes looked down at your shaking body. You nodded snuggling even closer into his warm chest. Dean kept his arm wrapped around you but sat up. "Great. Now I'm wide awake."

   "Sorry, baby." You sat up to kiss his cheek. He put his other arm tight around your waist. Your arms found their way around his neck and then his lips found yours. As the session got more heated, you straddled him. Your small hands tangled through his hair and his large ones tightened around your waist. When you broke apart to take a breath, you took a glance at the digital clock that sat on the bedside table. 7:24am.

   Dean looked over and smiled. "Good morning, princess."

   "Good morning, love," you smiled back hugging him. Dean started to get up without you getting off of his lap. You tightened your grip as he walked towards the door, opening it. He put his hands on the base of your back.

   "Let me down so I can make some food," you whispered, seeing that Sam's door was still shut. He let you down, whining like a child. You grabbed his hand, leading him to the kitchen with you. You went to the fridge and cabinets, taking out all the ingredients you needed to make chocolate chip pancakes. As you heated up the stove top, you turned back to Dean to see Sam shuffling in.

   "Hey, kiddo. How'd ya sleep?" Dean turned around after he saw you look behind him. Sam grunted, shooting both of you a glare. You chuckled. As Sam stumbled, you and Dean were busy making breakfast for the 3 of you. Dean and you had a system. He would cook the bacon (for some reason he had some sort of magic touch) and you would cook the pancakes. You also cooked Sam eggs cause he was "healthy."

   "Sammy! Breakfast," Dean yelled as Sam walked out of his room dressed for the day. He smiled and hugged both of you, thanking you for breakfast.

   You guys laughed and ate your food, talking about nothing but each other. Cas had showed up about half way through to tell you all about a case, but Dean stopped him and continued to tell jokes. Laughs echoed the room and you admired your boys. You're handsome boyfriend and your best friends.