Supernatural imagines

Chuck

"I'm definitely a god. A cruel, cruel, capricious god." Chuck said softly.

"Maybe, but God can at least take a shower or help his girlfriend with the dishes instead of complaning about how capricious he is with his books." I said as I plopped down beside him.

I sent him a smile and he shook his head.

"Maybe a shower would help me." He said as he stood up.

"Use soup!" I yelled as he walked into the bathroom.

"You could help me." He said from the door.

I laughed as I shook my head and watched him slowly start to close the door.

"If you are god then god is a freakin tease!" I yelled as I stood up and walked into the bathroom.

After a long shower we both got out and got dressed, I smiled as I started dishes and Chuck dried them.

"I love you." I said as I kissed his cheek.

"I know.... love you too." He said softly.

I pecked his lips and then turned and walked out of the kitchen. I started to clean around the house and when I felt a pair of eyes on me I turned to see Chuck watching me.

"What?"

"Nothing.... I'm just thankful I have you..... you are my world... and I thank god everyday he gave you to me." He said as he walked up and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"So you thank yourself?" I asked playfully.

He laughed as he shook his head and kissed me gently. He leaned his head against mine and I smiled as he leaned up and kissed my forehead.