Supernatural Imagines & Preferences

You Get Hurt

Crowley: It was one of the rebellious demons trying to make a statement. Crowley had warned you time after time that some of the demons we're going against his orders and that you should be careful. And you only slightly abided by his orders. So you thought you deserved sitting here in an abandoned alley bleeding out through the deep cut in your abdomen.

Crowley heard about the news minutes later and makes it a first priority to get to you. When he's there, he whispers sweet nothings in your ear and wipes away your tears while trying to keep his in. You can barely say a goodbye, and trying to make the situation as light as possible,

"See you in Hell, my King."

You can see his face go fuzzy and your breathing fade until there's nothing left.

Sam: You kept promising him that it didn't hurt but it did. Although it hurt like a bitch, you weren't bleeding too quickly and he definitely had time to clean you up.

While out on a hunt a shape shifter managed to clip you with a knife, tearing your skin of your left shoulder.

Sam was concerned at first, rushing people around to try and get you back to the motel as quickly as possible, but after numerous times of telling him you were going to live, he just sat in the back of the Impala with you.

Dean: Whenever you two were on a hunt, he kept close to you, making sure to keep anything away from your blind spots if you did the same with him. Somehow the vampires came down hard on him and he was fighting more than two at a time.

Automatically feeling guilty for letting it get this bad, you grabbed your knife in your right hand and shakily drew the blade from the inside of your elbow down to your wrist, hissing lightly as the blood trickled from the new cut.

Two of the vampires headed for you with blood lust and rage clear in their eyes and you were quick to take one out and prepare for the other.

Later that night Dean was fussing over how you sacrificed yourself for him but you only rolled your eyes and helped him with his dislocated shoulder.

Castiel: Castiel was always there if you bled- even for something as simple as a paper cut. He would always appear in front of you and wrap a bandage around your skin and then kiss it gently before making sure you were okay and flying off again.

Gabriel: If you weren't hurt too bad he would hold you gently until the pain diminished. When the cut was deeper, Gabe would stay with you for a couple of days and make sure you had anything you needed, including passionate kisses.

Lucifer: After killing or threatening anything that caused harm on you, he would return with lots of movies and some of your favorite snacks, and sit with you on the couch until you healed. But if you took too long (longer than a week) to get better, he'd get frustrated and do it himself.

Balthazar: He was like a faithful servant to your every need. You barely had to say a word before the angel had it in front you. Alcohol, food, books, etc. You didn't know if he stole them or bought them but you were usually hurting so you thought you'd find out later.