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When I met you- Dean Imagine

I originally posted this on Tumblr but I edited it and thought I'd post it here too. So thanks for the requester from Tumblr for this idea! Love you guys-M.G❤

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You and Dean were sitting in "The Dean-cave" you sat curled up in his lap. 
Dr. Sexy was playing on the TV, but you weren't paying attention to it like Dean was. 

Your focus was on Dean, the way the TV light cast across his face. The expressions he would make when something surprising or funny happened. A big smile formed on his face for some reason you weren't paying attention to. All you knew was that he was beautiful. He held you a bit tighter when he laughed and leaned forward some, so you wouldn't fall from his lap. 

You giggled at his reactions and continued to admire him. You then rested your head against his shoulder and reached down to intertwine your fingers with his. 
He held it tight, and it made you smile. 

You began to think back to the first time you met him. You had initially been a bit freaked out by him, his voice specifically. It was very deep and in a way slightly intimidating which made you quite uncomfortable with him.  

He just all around didn't send you good feelings, his voice was gruff and low. It sort of made you want to shrink away from him. As time went on though you grew to enjoy his voice and the way he was. Now after being together for so long he is a comfort to you. He is where you want to be, you want to hold him not stand back. 
You just thought it to be quite funny the way you first perceived him. 

These thoughts brought a giggle out of you and you hid your face slightly. This got Dean's attention and he looked down at you. 

"What are you laughing about sweetheart?" He inquired happily.  His smile made you blush, and you let out another laugh. 

"What, what is it, is there something on my face?" He asks in a playful panic. You shook your head. 
"I was just thinking about how I felt the first time I met you." You giggled. 

"Oh really? How did you feel?" He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly. It made your smile wider. 

"You honestly really freaked me out for a while." You replied honestly with another laugh threatening to spill out of your mouth. 

He leaned back in shock,  his eyes wide. "What, why?!" He asked incredulously. 
You leaned back as well throwing your head back in laughter. 

"The first time-" you laughed again. "The first time I heard your voice it freaked me out. You sounded sort of intimidating. Your voice is deep and gruff so it sort of made me want to stay away." You barely got out those words through bouts of laughter. 

He just looked at you with a shocked face. "Seriously (y/n), seriously?" He asked moving back in and closer to you. You just nodded, your cheeks flushed and tears of laughter fell from the corner of your eyes. 

"I'm not intimidating!" He exclaimed loudly. Your amused expression was bright. "You were to me babe! You just seemed a bit too serious and gruff when you spoke, and the way you acted sometimes. It freaked me out a bit! It's not like it freaks me out now!" You chimed back. 

"Yeah, yeah whatever. I wasn't that serious." He mumbled under his breath as he repositioned you to hold you closer. 

"Aw baby, it's ok. Now I know how much of a teddy bear you are." You said before placing a kiss on his scruffy jaw. "Only for you Sweetheart. No one else needs to know. Alright I've got to keep up my reputation." He said lowly. 

You chuckled again "of course Dean, I won't tell anyone. Except maybe Charlie." You said with a shrug. 

He looked down at you with wide eyes "what?! Damn it (y/n), what did you tell her?!" He raised his voice. His cheeks turning red, and he looked slightly embarrassed.

"Aw babe, I only told her about the good stuff. Like how sweet you are with me, and when I knew I was in love with you. When I knew you were in love with me. All the cute stuff." You said happily reaching up to cup his cheek. Gently scratching at the stubble on his face.  "Damn it, you know I can't stay mad at you." He said with an exasperated sigh. You chuckled and brought his face closer to yours. Leaning forward you placed your lips on his, and his lips fit against yours perfectly. Slow but sweet, nothing like you imagined when you first met.