Supernatural imagines: So, Get This...

Dean's Demon

Your boyfriend Dean turning into a demon

(778 Words)

I walked into the apartment and instantly caught the smell of sulphur. I quietly placed my bag down beside the door and pulled the pistol from my waist band. I slowly crept through the apartment but soon my eyes landed on Dean. I groaned as I aimed the gun away from him.
"God, I could have shot you," I chuckled but he smiled.
"I just thought I'd come see you," he shrugged and my eyebrow twitched slightly. He must be tired from the drive because he's normally really excited when I come in. I'd usually be in his arms by now. The commented seemed to put me on edge slightly. Somethings off. He can't be possessed he has the tattoo.
"What no hug?" I asked with a smile pretending everything was fine. It could just be the hunter in me that's always alert but something didn't seem right. He smiled as he stood up and approached me. I wrapped my arms around him and instantly knew. He smelt like sulphur, he didn't do his usual hug and as weird as it was I could just feel that it wasn't him. I cleared my throat before pulling away and smiling like nothing was wrong. "I've missed you, you seem tired, you want a tea?" I asked knowing fine well that Dean hates tea.
"I'll pass, I just want to get to bed. There is a lot of things I want to do to you," he commented making me giggle as I played along. Dean is never the type to say anything like that unless he's whispering it into my ear. It still gives me chills to this day.

"Okay, you go in the bedroom and I'll change into something a little more comfortable," I smirked causing him to chuckle.
"I can't wait," he added as I smiled happily. He walked to the bedroom so I headed to the bathroom. I took my coat and jeans off so I could fight easier since they were so restricting. I pulled the demon blade from under my sink and smirked. I just hope Dean forgives me for having to stab him. I'll obviously not make it fatal but I hope he doesn't go into a mood with me. I placed the blade in the waist band of my underwear and covered it with my shirt. I strutted into the bedroom. The demon posing as Dean smirked as I approached. I pretended to act sexy. I sat on his lap and giggled.
"You know what really turns me on?" I asked softly putting on a seductive tone. He licked his lips. "Blood," I giggled. His eyes seemed to watch me. "Bite me Dean," I added so he smirked and moved forward to bite my neck. "I love you," I whispered in his ear hoping Dean would hear it and understand that I had to stab him. It was the best way to save us both. I slowly pulled the knife out and plunged it into the exposed leg behind my back. Yellow light flashed from each crevice and I looked to Dean hopefully.

"Oh my god," he exclaimed as he quickly hugged me. He must be in pain but he just seemed thankful. He hugged me like it would be the last time. "I didn't think you'd figured it out," he chuckled softly. I smiled widely as I hugged him tightly.
"Of course I did. I know you Dean," I replied before moving back to look at him. He smiled widely but winced when I shifted my weight a little. I carefully climbed off and grabbed a belt tightening it above the wound. He smiled widely at me.
"When did you figure it out?" He asked making me chuckle.
"It smelt like sulphur as soon as I walked in. I knew it wasn't you when you weren't excited and he didn't hug the same way, I don't know how but I just kind of knew it wasn't you," I shrugged making him chuckle.
"I'm so glad you figured it out, he said he was going to have sex with you and make me watch. Said he'd kill you once you guys were done," he explained sadly but I pulled his chin up so he was looking at me.
"You're the only one I'm ever going to sleep with," I smirked before he moved closer to kiss me. It was a sweet and longing kiss.
"I love you too, by the way," he added making me giggle. I can't believe our first time saying I love you to each other was when he was possessed.