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He took one final hit of the cigarette before throwing it to the ground, stepping on it. He pulled down on his shirt, managing to sooth his uneasy nerves as he walked into the diner. He is immediately seated by a window and handed a menu.
"She will be right with you, Dean." Said Joy, a server at the small diner. "Thank you." He spoke, taking a glance at the menu for any specials. After a few short moments, he took a toothpick and placed it in his mouth. "What did I tell you about that?" A grin made its way to his face and he looked up to see Y/n.
As he waited for her to serve the dishes to the table ahead of his, she greeted him with a hand on her hip. "I'll take that." She takes the small piece of wood out of his mouth. "Awe, come on." "No complaining. Do you want your usual?" She said as she took out her own and pad.
"Yes but instead of beer can I have a water?" "I was going to change that anyways." Dean scoffs, earning a laugh from Y/n. She takes the menu, grabbing his face with one hand before letting go and walking off. 'Aish....' he thought as he leaned back into his seat, pulling his beanie over his face.
It didn't take too long for his meal to be made. Feeling his beanie being snatched, he instantly lifted his head from his arms. "Your meal." She stated, instantly making his body jump as he stared at the plate. "Thank you." Placing his water down, she sat down in front of him. "Don't you have to go back to work?" "I'm already finished. Now I'm sitting with you. Is that a problem?"
Dean instantly denied it being an issue. "You reek of cigarettes." Of all the habits Dean had, she hated when he smoked. It literally kills you're body. " I'm willing to stop." "What's the catch?" She looked him in the eyes. "You have to come with me."
"Should I be afraid?" "Have I ever did anything for you to be afraid?" Dean stared as he took a piece of meat in his mouth. "Exactly. I don't bite...not in that way, at least." She hits him on the arm at his remark.
"I'll be back, I'm going to change." "Will do." He gave her a small smile, pulling out his wallet to pay the bill. "Thanks darling." She plants a small kiss on his cheek and walks to the back. Dean presses his fingers against his face, feeling a rush of heat. "What is this feeling?"
"Are you just going to sit there? Or are we going?" He instantly turned around to dimples. Y/n was stunning, wearing a pink top with high waisted jeans and combat boots. Her hair partially in a bun and the rest lies down her back.
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"Dean?" She snaps her fingers in front of his face. "Huh? Right!" He jumps up and they both walk together out of the crowded diner. "Come on." Opening the door for her, they make their way to his motorcycle. "Is this safe?" "You'll be fine." He answered, placing his key in and starting it up. "Sit."
She hesitated but pulled her purse in front of her, sitting behind him. As he began to move, her arms instantly found his hips and held him tightly. "You're such a baby." He teased as he began to speed up. "I hate you." She mumbled as she held on tighter.
. . .
"See? That wasn't so bad right?" Dean looks back at Y/n, only to see her hair in numerous places. "Wow." He mumbled. "Wasn't good either." She mumbled, taking his hand as he pulled her off of the bike. He turned to grab his key while she took the ponytail holder off of her head.
As she managed to shake her hair, Dean watched her movements. "Keep your hair down." He walks over to her, pulling down any loose strands that she may have forgotten. "Beautiful." He spoke, grabbing her hand before she had any time to respond.
"Where are you taking me?" She soon asked after moments of silence and footsteps. "Shhh." She looked at him as if he was crazy. "I know he did not just.." She mumbled to herself.
As she felt an arm around her waist, the heat had risen to her cheeks. "We're almost there. Don't fret, baby." 'Baby?' She thought. "Shush." She elbowed him lightly, looking away flustered. As she looked in front of her, she gasped at the sight.
"this is where we first met." he spoke. "you pushed past me to get on one of your favorite rides... ." he started, making them both laugh at the memories. "and made me drop my ice-cream all over my leather jacket..." he shakes his head. "I did you a favor... It looked old." she teased making him frown at her. "You still looked hot though..."
The pair began walking around the abandoned amusement park. "I can't believe this place shut down after a while." she sighed out, slyly grabbing his hand. Dean's heart bumped in his chest as he locked their fingers together.
"Who would've thought that this would bring us together?" Y/n and Dean both make eye contact and before they could say anymore..
"HEY? WHO'S OUT HERE?" an officer with a flashlight began taking steps into the abandoned park. "We gotta go." Dean pulled her along and they ran. "GET BACK HERE!!" The officer yelled and began running after them.
Hiding behind a wall, Y/n notices that there was a drive in movie park a few stops away. "Baby." she whispered and pointed. Dean looked down at her, smiled, and they jumped over a fence to get into a nearby abandoned car.
"Duck down." he muttered, pulling her into the backseat and closing the door. Hearing puffs of breath and a curse, Y/n checked to see the officer almost out of breath. Dean sucks his teeth and said "come here." He pulled her down so that she was under him.
Dean lifted his head and seen that the officer was walking back the way he came. "Now, we're clear." he looked into her eyes, gulping as he realized the position they were in. "I, uh.."
Their hearts were pounding loudly. "So, uh.... Great movie, rig-- mmmm!" he couldn't finish his sentence as Y/n gave him a quick kiss on the lips. The pair sat in an awkward silence, staring at each other. "We should probably leave..." Y/n reached opened the car door but Dean pulled it closed. Once she turned to face him, he grabbed her cheek and they shared a kiss.
The kiss began to grow deeper and he soon laid her down onto the seat, one hand pressed against the head of the seat. Pulling his jacket off, Dean chucked it in the front seat.
"uh, uh." she pulls him back down for his lips once he pulled away.
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Dean soon woke up from his slumber the next day but finds himself in his bed. "wait..." he looked next to him, under the bed, and even inside the bathroom.
"Oh, come on!" he groaned, flopping onto his bed face first.
