Supernatural Imagines

Wake Me Up - Dean x Reader

Imagine Dean finds you singing in your room
A/n: the song I chose is Wake Me Up by Avicii. The lyrics will be in italics and it will also mean that you are singing as well.
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  Dean was wandering around the halls of the hideout of the Men of Letters eating a sandwich. As he walked down the empty hall, he heard you singing.

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
I hope I get the chance to travel the world
But I don't have any plans

  Dean froze for a few seconds but continued to walk, but slowly.
'Where is that singing coming from?' he thought.

I wish I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life's a game made for everyone
And love is a prize

Dean checked every room in the hall but nada. He walked up to the last room he hadn't checked. Your room. Your door was open so the singing was audible. He took a deep breath and peeled into your room, seeing you laying down on your back on your bed. Eyes closed, singing peacefully.

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

Dean smiled and interrupted your singing,
"Hey. Your singing was beautiful."
You quickly sat up in surprise and turned your body around to see Dean leaning against the doorway with a smug look on his face. Your cheeks turned pink knowing that your crush has heard you singing.
"D-Dean, my singing was nothing, really," You stuttered out. Dean walked over to your bed and sat down next to you. Dean chuckled,
"Sweetheart, your singing was a beautiful as you are. Don't forget that." As your cheeks grew even more pink, Dean softly caressed your cheek with his large, calloused hand. He then moved his head closer to yours and his surprisingly soft lips touched yours. You slowly accepted the kiss, as he put his other hand behind your neck. He pulled away and whispered in your ear,
"I love you, (Y/n)."
"I love you too, Dean."
Dean wrapped his arm around your waist,
"You should sing more often." You giggled,
"Will do."
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A/n: Welp, I hoped you liked it. Peace out bitches.