Dean Winchester Imagines

First Date

Dean texted me the info on where our first date would be. I spent all day shopping because this was apparently a really fancy restaurant. I found a stunning, slim fitting red dress. The Day of out first date, I was really nervous just getting ready. I prayed that this would be a great date.
*knocking*
"Crap, he's here." I whisper to myself. I finished putting on my mascara and rush to the door.
"Hey- damn!" Dean said as I opened the door, revealing myself.
I laughed.
"I'm sorry..I mean, you look beautiful." Dean said.
"Thank you." I said, blushing. "Come in, I don't even have my shoes on."
Dean walks in, making his way to my couch. I sit down, sliding my heels on.
"I'm not used to wearing heals. You might have to hold me up all night." I said. We chuckled.
"Are you ready?" Dean asked.
"Yes." I said, standing up.
Dean stands up motioning for me to come closer, and when I do, he picks me up in the craddle position.
"How romantic." I laughed.
"You said I might have to hold you up all night." He smirked.
"I didn't mean literally!"
He carried me all the way to the impala, setting me down in the passenger seat, and shutting the door for me. This guy.....he's sweet.
Dean gets into the drivers seat, starting the engine. Well, he tried to anyways. The car wouldn't crank.
"Dammit." Dean whispered.
"Don't worry about it, we can stay back...watch a movie." I say.
"Are you sure?"
"One hundred percent." I reassured him.
I lead him back inside. "Let me go change real quick." I said.
I change into an oversized t-shirt and shorts.
"I'm back. Would you like something to change into? I have a bagof mens clothing. It was my brothers. I'm suppose to be selling them for him." "Sure." Dean said, and I hand him a shirt and gym shorts from the bag.
As Dean goes into the bathroom to change, I put on a movie, thinking about how this night could go.
"Emily?" Dean said, coming out the bathroom.
"Yes?"
"Can we watch a horror movie?" He asked.
"I guess." I said, turning on Netflix. "How about this one?"
"That's good." Dean said.
I look back at Dean sprawled out on my couch. What a big teddy bear.
"Um, Dean." I said.
"Yes?"
"Where am I gonna sit?" I smiled.
"Well, you could lay with me." Dean smirked.
"I'm sorry, this isn't no "Netflix and chill" session." I say, hitting Dean with a pillow.
"Alright,  alright, I'll make room!"
I sit down, right next to Dean. Our arms touching..even our thighs..it was the best feeling ever. I just wanna get closer.
About halfway through the movie, I feel Dean sliding into me. He's asleep, slowly leaning over.
"Wake up!" I scream.
Dean jumped.
I laughed. "I scaaaared you!"
"No you didn't." He swore.
Dean slid his hand from my shoulder, down to my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine.
"Smooth." I said.
Dean chuckled. "Is it okay if I were to kiss you?
I could feel my face turn red..I gulped.
I shook my head yes, and he blushed.
He leaned in, closing his eyes..and kissed me.
When he pulled back, his face lit up.
"You're so beautiful." He said.
"That was...good."
"I should probably head out, huh?" Dean asked.
"Your car isn't cranking." I reminded him.
"Oh, yeah."
"You can sleep in my bed, I'll take the couch." I told him.
"No, other way around." Dean corrected me. "I can't kick you out your bed."
I get everything ready for Dean to sleep on the couch.
"Do you need anything? A drink?" I asked.
"I'm okay."
"Well if you end up wanting one, you know where the fridge is. And anything else, just come get me."
And with that, the first date was a success.