Plot: You and Dean were in love with one another. Everyone sees it, but neither of you have been able to admit your feelings directly.There he was. Dean Winchester. He was your best friend, your personal body guard, and also your biggest crush. He sat down next to you, swinging his arm around your shoulders and placing a delicate kiss on your cheek. Sam chuckled, walking into the room.
"Good morning, lovebirds," Sam joked as he patted both your shoulders. You looked down and blushed at the word "lovebirds." Thinking about dating Dean made you happy, yet embarrassed. Dean didn't like you the way you liked him, but if he did he wasn't hiding it all that well. You looked back at Dean to see him staring back at you. Those eyes. Those beautiful as fuck green eyes. You could stare into them all day. And you would've, but Castiel popped up sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of you both. He looked at both of you with confusion then turned his head toward Sam.
"Why are they keeping their feelings hidden? It's fairly obvious that they love one another." Out of instinct, you quickly stood up and walked away from the couch.
"Who said I loved Dean? I never said I loved Dean." You spoke frantically as you looked at all three men standing before you.
"Y-yeah. I never told anyone if I loved her or not." Dean scratched the back of his neck anxiously. Sam rolled his eyes and walked out. Castiel began speaking again.
"It is very obvious. Don't act like it isn't true." You were about to protest, but he was gone. You stormed to your room, slamming your door and sitting on your bed. You were frustrated. You sat there all day until your hunger got the best of you. You stood up, grabbed your phone, and headed for the kitchen. On your way there, you heard Dean's voice from Sam's room.
"She doesn't like me, Sammy. You saw the way she reacted when Cas mentioned it. She was disgusted. The look on her face broke - Why are you laughing?"
"Dean, you are so goddamn stupid! Have you seen the way she looks at you? The way she leans into your hugs? The way she smiles when you walk into the room? She loves you."
"It's true..." you whispered as you walked into the room. Sam sat there smugly while Dean took your hand and drug out into the hallway.
"Do you actually love me or are you just trying to make shut up about how much I love you?"
"Dean, I am so in love with you. I would never -" You were cut off by his lips on your eyes. He pulled away and placed his forehead on yours.
"I love you so much, (Y/N)."
"I love you, too Winchester."
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Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^
Fanfiction~REQUESTS CLOSED~ I love Supernatural. I love imagines and preferences. I thought I'd make one of my own 💘