Supernatural Imagines

A Good Kind Of Surprise

You walk into the motel, half expecting Sam and Dean to be out hunting. It's kind of weird having to stay with both of them. You really just want some alone time with Dean. But, your lucky enough to even be with him, even if it means riding in the backseat and constantly having to listen phone calls and them talking to each other about these odd creatures. You open the door to see candles and flowers and, of course, pie on the table. Dean is cleaning his gun, but looks up when you walk in. "I thought we should celebrate since we finally killed that rugaru we been hunting the past 2 weeks," Dean says with a smirk on his face. You smile and walk over to him to kiss him. You put your stuff down on the nightstand. "Where's Sam?" you ask. "I told him to get a different room so we could have the night to ourselves. You lay down on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Dean lays down next to you and put his arm around you, and you snuggle up to him. That's the last thing you remember before drifting off into a deep sleep.