Supernatural Imagines: Book One

Promises, Promises

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: All fluff with a little bit implied smut? maybe

Summary: It's summer time and it's super hot in the Bunker. Dean is being extra clingy and you just want him to go away.

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Summer was almost up but that didn't mean the weather was cooling down. It was now September but it was still 100+ degrees outside. Usually, the air conditioning worked really well in the Bunker, making the summer months bearable but it was broken and you had to get someone out here to come and fix it.

Until then, the heat from outside was soaking underground which made it hotter than it actually was. You hated the summer months, you hated being hot. You'd rather be cold and put on tons of layers instead of being hot. You couldn't take off your skin if you were too hot which is why you'd prefer the autumn months and December. It was the perfect time to cuddle up with the person you love and cuddle for warmth.

Dean was big on cuddling no matter how many times he's denied it. He liked having someone close for him to hold. He usually liked being the little spoon which you didn't mind. You thought it was cute how he'd put his head on your chest and hold your waist as if you'd leave him.

He just wanted someone to hold him since he didn't really have that as a child. Everything he craved as a child came back to him as an adult but you loved him for that. You loved taking care of him.

However, because the air conditioning was broken in the Bunker, you didn't want anyone touching you. You were so hot and even the thought of human touch made you want to coil inward. Dressed in only boy-short panties and a thin tank top, you sat on the couch. You stared at the TV in front of you, wishing that the air was on you. You could use the fan you bought for your room but if it was turned on, it would only blow hot air.

Sam suggested that you three go on a case to get away from this heat but you refused to even put on something that resembled denim. You didn't want to go anywhere or do anything. You'd wait until the repairman came to fix the air conditioning and then you might consider going on a hunt.

"Okay, you've been staring at the TV all day. You haven't said one full sentence to me." Dean said as he walked into the room. He raised an eyebrow at what you were wearing but understood you were hot.

"I'm too hot to speak," You muttered without looking at him. He walked in front of you and you moved your eyes from the TV to Dean before they bugged out. "How the hell are you not hot?" Dean was wearing jeans and a thin t-shirt.

"It's not that hot. You're being dramatic." Dean rolled his eyes before sitting next to you.

"Dean move away from me." You said seriously.

"Come on, I haven't seen you all day. Pay attention to me." Dean leaned into and wrapped his arm around your waist. The room got ten times hotter with him just being next to you.

"Dean Winchester, I am serious. It's so hot. I do not need you all over me." You said as you tried to push him away.

"Come on, it's not hot," Dean smirked, thinking of an idea to mess with you.

"Yes, it is. I'm sorry you like the heat but I don't. So, get off me." You pushed him away from you but it didn't work.

"But you're so comfortable," Dean said, shifting off you but pulling you by your legs so you were lying on the couch. He did the unthinkable and covered your body with his, trapping you between himself and the couch cushions.

"Dean! Seriously! I am overheating!!" You yelled and tried to get him off.

"I'm perfectly comfortable." He said with a smug look.

"Get the hell off me or no sex for a whole month!" You threatened.

"You're not serious." Dean looked down at you with a pout.

"Dead serious and you know I will make it torturous for you." You smirked, knowing you cornered him.

"Damn it! Fuck you." Dean got off you and you took a deep breath before sitting up.

"I haven't seen you all day and this is how you treat me." Dean pouted before putting his chin in his hand as his elbow rested on his knee.

"Dean, I love you. You know that but it's so hot. Look, when the air conditioning is fixed, I promise a night of sex. Okay?" You grinned.

"I better call that repairman," Dean said, getting up and immediately dialing the man's number. You laughed and shook your head. Dean was so easy to please.