SPN Imagines and Stuff

Dean x Reader - Pets (Birthday Special)

A/N:

Get Ready this is a long one!

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When it came to presents you and Dean were always trying to one-up the other. And after his anniversary present to you, you needed something good. It was the one-year dating milestone and you knew he had been working on something in the garage for a few months but when it came to that day you were still surprised. Dean had built from scratch a '67 Impala. That's right. He had built a car identical to his in all except toy soldier in the ashtray, the lego's in the air vent, the boys carved initials and the color. It was a dark red.

Dean had already started affectionately calling the period car, big red, and of course, his favorite, Cherry Bomb. And when he had brought you to the garage to give it to you he had played Cherry Bomb by The Runaways. It didn't take you long to fall in love with the car and to Dean's amusement started calling it Clifford...the big red car.

But now you had a problem. It was his Birthday in three weeks and you needed something good. You couldn't come up with anything to top a car until during a hunt he had told you about his trip back in time to get the Phoenix ashes. And from that story, you finally had an idea.

You quickly made a call to arrange the present before going to talk to Sam.

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It was the night before Dean's birthday and you were throwing a party. You had cooked steak and potatoes for dinner and instead of a cake, you made a pie. Cas, Charlie, Bobby, and Jody had stopped in and you were all sitting around the table enjoying pie and beer just talking, You had asked if Dean wanted anything else but he had said he was happy just having his family around him. 

You had received a call that morning saying that the present was ready and you were giddy just thinking about how much Dean was going to love his present. You had a picture of it on your phone and were barely able to keep from showing it to him.

Everyone had pretty much left by midnight and Sam had headed to bed as well leaving you and Dean alone. 

You tipped your head back finishing the rest of your bottle before setting it on the table.

"Alright mister, We should get to bed, we have to leave early tomorrow so we need to pack."

Dean gave you a puzzled look, "Where are we going?"

"Hmm, that's for me to know and you to find out," You stood and walked out listening to hear Dean stand up and follow you.

You made it to your shared bedroom before he grabbed you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist, and resting his head on your shoulder.

"So my lovely girlfriend what do I need to pack for this trip?" His hands started to drift lower but you stopped them and turned your head to kiss his jaw.

"Nice try babe, but you just need to pack what you normally do for a hunt...minus the suit and weapons, of course. Oh, and probably a warm jacket."

"Well, that doesn't help me figure out where we're going," He said with a grumpy tone.

"It wasn't supposed to you, silly," You turned around in his arms and kissed him on the lips before pulling back starting pack. Though it was hard for you because whenever you turned around Dean was there claiming your lips saying, "It's my birthday so I get as many kisses as I want." 

You had tried to tell him that it wasn't his birthday until tomorrow but he simply pointed to the time on the clock. It was 12:26 am January 24th, 2019. 

Since he now had a 'right' to 'his' kisses because of his birthday you just started joking he was getting to be an old man. And that's how you ended up being chased through the bunker at midnight squealing as Dean chased you.