Supernatural Imagines

༄Midnight (D.W.)

(Y/N POV)

"Sam come on I don't want to go." I groan in annoyance. Of course little Sammy Winchester was getting me into some craziness. I really didn't know what I was getting into, because now he's asking me to double date with him and his girlfriend. "Please? Come on, it'll be fun! You need to get out, you haven't been on a date for two months." He looks at me pointedly. "I just broke up with-" I start to argue.
"Don't. You did not just break up with that stupid player. I'm not even gonna say his name." He interrupts. "Tom, wasn't- you know what actually he was. But still!" I throw my hands up in an aggravated gesture. "Y/N. You're going. I will drag you out of this house." He crosses his arms with a glare. "Sammyyyyyy." I complain as I colapse dramatically onto the couch. He gives me an unbothered look. I glare at him. "Fine. I'll go. Happy?" I sass. He smirks. "Yes."

"Who am I even going with?" I ask him. His smirk dissipates and he turns to the kitchen. "Uhhh, no one you know. Definitely no one you know." He says. Something's suspicious. "You're making it sound like it IS someone I know." I raise an eyebrow. He nonchalantly takes a bag of chips from the pantry and opens it. "Psh, no way. I'm using the element of surprise to my advantage." He shrugs and places a chip in his mouth. I still look at him like he's crazy. "Hey, I wouldn't set you up if I didn't think it was good for you, okay?" He says seriously. I sigh. "Alright, alright." I get up. "Get out of my food, and my apartment." I shake my head. He smiles cheekily. I start pushing him towards my
door. "Okay okay! Be ready by nine okay?" He says. "Yes sir, Mister Winchester sir." I say sarcastically. He laughs, and I close the door behind him. I wonder who he even set me up with anyway.....

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"You have got to be kidding me?!" I turn to Sam with glaring eyes. "Seriously Sam?!" My date says, with just as much annoyance as me. I got all done up, in my cute red dress, curled my hair, and did my make up, for his brother?! For Dean Winchester! The one man on the entire planet I would NEVER ever date. "I can't believe you. Like I'm actually speechless. I'm going to kill you." I say to Sam, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Okay, I said I was doing this for your own good. I meant that. You two don't have to date, but for God's sake you could at least make up." Sam crosses his arms. I cross my own. "Come on. Its one night. The least you can do is deal with each other for one night. Please? For me?" Sam pulls the 'cute little brother' look on me and Dean. I look at Sam, then Dean, then Sam. "Ugh, fine! But I am not making up with him." I start walking towards the "New Years Tavern" restaurant, which is only open on New Years Eve. Yes, that's tonight.

I'm stuck with Dean Winchester on New Years Eve. Of all nights. He catches up to me and matches my pace. I give him an ugly glare. "Hey, I'm not happy about it either." He holds his hands up in defense. I roll my eyes. "You're never happy with anything, isn't that right Dean?" I say sarcastically. "At least I don't nag everyone I ever parted ways with." He snaps back. "Nag? Really? All I ever did was care." I fold my arms and walk faster to get ahead of him. "This spat isn't about just being my date tonight is it?" He says from his short distance behind. Curse his stupid long legs. And his stupid big, tall, muscular self. "I'm NOT your date. I was forced into this." I say, opening the doors to the bar. He enters behind me. It's now 10:30. And hour and a half til midnight. I can make it that long.

I spend an hour sitting by myself, drinking a little, but not much. Dean eventually sits next to me with a beer of his own. "Are you done drinking somberly or do I need to join you?" He asks. I glance at him, but don't say anything. "Come on, why are you so mad anyway? That happened a long time ago, can't you forget about it?" He says. "Forget that my best friend lied and cheated and, left me here alone when he and his brother were the only people I had left? Forget that? No. I don't think so." I say. He throws his hands up in the air. "I've explained myself! You know that we... why we had to leave! It's the family business. And anyway, I thought Sammy was the best friend? I was just the best friends brother." He shrugs and takes a sip of his drink. I start to feel the pressure of what I really wanna say build up, but I still don't say anything. "I just- you left without telling me what happened, you never called, I was worried, because you and Sam just, disappeared, left without a trace. No one knew why. And then you come back like nothing ever happened."

I sip my own drink. "You and Sam are on speaking terms! Why not me? I don't understand." He says in frustration. I stand up and go over to find Sam, leaving Dean to sit there alone. I'm scared okay? And I- I was heartbroken when he left because I-
"Hey Y/N! What's up, how's Dean?" Sam comes up and asks excitedly. I could tell he had a little to drink. "Uh, fine I guess." I shrug. "Have you told him yet?" He asks, putting an arm around my shoulders. "Told him what?"
"You know what."
"No."
"Y/N..."
"I'm not telling him Sam." I say in annoyance. "Why? Why not? You've been hiding it and keeping it between you guys for ages! Dean doesn't know why. And you know why he agreed to come tonight? Because he feels the same way you do." Sam insists. "No he doesn't."
"Yes he does!"

"If he did then why did he leave without telling me?!" I say, tears building up in my eyes. "We had no other choice! Dean didn't want to leave either! But he chose to follow our dads orders because it was the right thing to do. You know the rest." Sam says. I groan in frustration. "You need to tell Dean." He says. "Tell me what?" Dean pops up behind us. I startle. "Y/N has something important to tell you." Sam answers. "No I don't!" I argue. It's now 11:58. "Y/N will you please just admit-" Sam starts. "I have nothing to admit!" I keep up the argument. 11:59.
"Y/N, you're full of it, now say it!" Sam says.
10, 9, 8.
"Sam I-" I start, but Dean steps in front of me.
7, 6.
"Y/N, do you like me?" He asks. I stand in shock.
5, 4.
"I- n-no." I lie. "Stop lying!" Sam calls over his shoulder as he goes over to his date.
Dean raises an eyebrow.

"Maybe." I say, not meeting his eyes.
3.
He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me closer
2.
He puts a finger under my chin and tilts my head up to meet his gaze.
1.
He puts his lips to mine as the New Year rings in. "Happy New Year!!" Everyone in the bar shouts and celebrates. Me and Dean get a bit lost in the kiss until-
"Finally!" Sam shouts from right next to us. We break the kiss and look at Sam with a 'Really?' look. "Sorry, sorry, go back to sucking face." He holds his hands up in surrender and turns away. I laugh, and Dean smiles. "Happy New Year." I say to him. "Happy New Year!" He says, then spins me around. Then we head back to meet up with Sammy. Happy New Year indeed...

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