After finishing your first ever hunt you just wanted to celebrate and have some fun. You had finally convinced your brothers to let you hunt after years of begging.
Arriving at the dingy bar you were dressed in a simple knee-length dress with flats on. You had been sitting at the bar with Dean for little, drinking and chatting about the hunt and a whole bunch of other things before he went off to sit with Sam and Jack in a booth when an attractive man sat down next to you.
You were never involved with someone, well not romantically at least, your brothers travelled around a lot with different hunts so you were never in one place for long. You've had crushes on people but just didn't act on the feelings because you knew it wouldn't work.
You had a crush now, well it felt stronger than a crush, you didn't know how to describe it or go about do you kept it to yourself.
The boy the Winchesters took in a few years ago. The Nephilim, Jack was the person you had feelings for. That's what made it difficult, you didn't even know if he liked you in a friendly way. Whenever you tried to talk to him he'd ignore you or walk away saying he had something to do.
Shaking those thoughts out of your head you smiled as the man sat down next to you, he looked vaguely familiar but you just couldn't pinpoint who it was.
"Now, what's a pretty lady doing in a place like this?" the man said as he looked you over. Smiling back
"Celebrating."
the man smirked at you
"Well then, let's order more drinks."
As he was ordering the drinks you felt a pair of eyes on you, looking back you saw Jack quickly turn back to Sam and Dean. Confused, you just shook it off and turned back to the man. Curiously you raise an eyebrow and ask"I've felt like I've seen you somewhere before, but where?"
He looked worried for a split second for he calmed down a second later
"Maybe passing in the street?"
Nodding you reply
"Yeah, that's the most likely answer."~ an hour later ~
A few drinks later you were about to leave with the handsome man who you still didn't know the name of, was it luke? No no, it was more along the lines of locky?? Honestly, you didn't care, he was good looking and you were tipsy.As you were about to leave you felt a hand grab your arm, looking up it was Jack, he didn't look very happy either.
He pulled you outside for a moment while locky was in the bathroom."Y/n you can't go home with him, he's a sleaze," Jack stated.
Scoffing you simply reply
"Why do you care? You don't even like me."Jack immediately blurt out
"I love you y/n that's why I always run away from you, I'm scared of the rejection an-" you cut him off by kissing him, you were about to pull away when he kissed you back, lips interlocking like a puzzle. There were fireworks. It got very heated very fast and Jack flashed you two back to the bunker.Specifically, his bedroom, seconds later clothes were off and well you can guess what happened next.
~ the next morning ~
You woke up to Jack running his hands through your hair, looking up into his eyes you smiled and snuggled into his chest. It was quiet and peaceful, you very rarely woke to a quiet bunker, there was always yelling or pots clanging.
You lay with Jack for what felt like years before he spoke up
"Y/n, will you do me the great pleasure of being my girlfriend?"Looking up at him, you leant up and gave him a quick, but sweet kiss.
"Of course I will Jack."When you both eventually got out of bed, it was a bit awkward going into the living room where the boys were.
Dean spoke up
"Did you have to be so loud? I need my beauty sleep."
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