Supernatural Imagines

Don't think that (JA)

Jensen is your dad and you think him and Daneel love JJ more because she's youngest. In this one, you're 5 and JJ is 3
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I run into the living room, where I find my dad. Not noticing the sleeping person on the other couch, I yell "Daddy!". He quickly hushes me "Shh, baby. Mommy's tired". I frown, now noticing my mom sleeping. "Sorry, daddy" I whisper, making him chuckle quietly. "C'mere, baby girl" He replies softly. He stands up from the sofa, then picks me up. He sits me on his hip "Let's go check on your sister, shall we?". I nod "Okay". When we get to my sister's room, he carries me in. I love being a big sister. Dad holds me with one arm and with his other hand, he reaches down to fix her blanket, which must've fell while she was sleeping. She has slept with it since she was a baby. It's purple with her initials written in fancy pink lettering in one of the corners. I have one too, but mine is grey and my initials are light blue. "Daddy" I speak up. "Yeah, baby?" He replies as he makes sure the baby monitor is on. "Do you and mommy love JJ more than me?" I ask. He furrows his eyebrows "Now, why would you ask that? Of course not". After finishing checking on my sister, he carries me into his room.

He shuts the door, then puts me on the bed, only to join me a few minutes later. I giggle as he leans over me "No, daddy! You're too heavy!". He chuckles "Are you sure about that?". I nod quickly "Yes, I'm sure. I'm gonna die!". He smiles, shaking his head. Then he moves to sit against the head board "Come here, baby". I crawl over to him, letting him lift me to sit on his torso. "So, about that question, y/n. Do your really think that?" He asks, brushing some of my hair behind my ear. I nod "Yeah". "Why, sweetheart? Why would you ever think that?" He sighs. I shrug "You spend more time with her than with me. And then you go to work and I'm left with a babysitter. Who is also more interested in JJ than me". He looks at me "Well, I'm sorry you feel that way. But, listen to me, baby. No one loves you any less. We could never do that. Me and your mommy love you very much. We might spend a bit more time with JJ, but that's because she's only three and can't do much by herself. So we need to do everything for her. We did the same for you when you were three. But, I promise you, we will always love you". I smile and nod "Okay, daddy". I lie down so that my head is resting on his chest. He wraps his arms around me, making me feel safe. I feel him draw gentle patterns on my arm with his finger. "Daddy, can you sing for me?" I mumble. I feel his smile against my head "Course I can, sweetie". I relax against his chest, waiting for him to start. For some reason, listening to him sing always makes me sleepy. I feel the rumble in his chest as he starts to sing quietly, only just loud enough for me to hear.

Oh, the summer time is coming,
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'.
And the wild mountain thyme,
grows around the blooming heather.
Will you go, lassie go,
and we'll all go together, where the wild mountain thyme,
grows around the blooming heather.
Will you go, lassie go,
I will build my love a bower,
by yon pure and crystal fountain-

It didn't take long for me to fall asleep. The soothing tone of his voice, his heart beating under me and the rumble in his chest would've been enough on its own.
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The next morning

I wake up, hearing someone shuffling around. I lift my head tiredly, noticing dad isn't here. "Daddy?" I mumble. I sit up, seeing him packing a suitcase. He looks at me "Hi, baby. Sorry for waking you. Go back to sleep, it's still early". "Where are you going?" I ask through a yawn. "Daddy needs to go to work, baby girl" He replies. "Can I come?" I ask. "You want to?" He questions. I nod "I wanna see uncle Jared and Misha". He smiles softly "Okay, I don't see why not".

Within a few hours, we arrive to set. Dad parks the car and gets out before jogging round to my door. He unbuckles my car seat, then lifts me out of the car. He sits me on his hip after shutting the door and starts to walk towards the set. "What are we doing today?" I ask, resting my head on his shoulder. "Well, it's my turn to direct today. So, you can help me work the cameras. That sound fun?" He replies. I nod "Yeah". He chuckles "Good". 

We walk on to the set and dad sees Misha, just minding his own business. He smiles "Go scare Misha, baby". I grin as he puts me down. I quietly make my way over to where he is standing, then sneak up behind him. Since he's sitting on a crate, I can climb on another one and jump on his back. So, I do exactly that before shouting his name "Misha!!". He jumps and I see a smile grow on his face. Dad then walks over to us, laughing. "Did I scare you, Misha?" I ask, hanging from his shoulders. He chuckles "Yeah, you got me, cheeky". "Mish, I gotta set up. You mind watching her for a bit?" Dad asks. Misha nods "Sure, no problem". He kisses my head "See you in a bit, baby". Then we watch him walk away.

Later (Third POV)

As y/n sleeps sound asleep on the sofa, the door of the trailer opens and Jensen steps in. He slows his movements when he sees his daughter sleeping and smiles softly. He quietly shuts the door behind him, being careful not to wake her up. Then he slowly walks over and kneels down beside her. He gently picks her up and stands back up, about to carry her to the bedroom. He falters in his step when he feels her stir. Then he winces, hearing her tired little voice. "Daddy?" She mumbles. "It's okay, baby. Go back to sleep" He replies softly. He easily carries her through and lays her down on the bed and tucks her under the covers. "Daddy" She calls out, stopping him from leaving. "Yeah, sweetie?" He sighs. "Sing" She pouts. He smiles slightly "Okay". Once again, he kneels down beside her, leaning on the bed. As he fixes the covers, he starts to sing softly. But she stops him "No! Not that one". He furrows his eyebrows in confusion. What other one is there? He only sings that one to them. "Which one then?" He asks. "My one" She replies quietly. He sighs, now remembering what she's talking about. He nods "Okay, baby". She lays back down, looking up at him as he, once again, starts to sing softly.

"I don't know if you can see,
the changes that have come over me. In these last few days I've been afraid that I might drift away.
So I've been telling old stories, singing songs, that make me think about where I came from.
And that's the reason why I seem so far away today.

Oh, and let me tell you that I love you, that I think about you all the time. Caledonia, you're calling me and now I'm going home.
If I should become a stranger,
you know that it would make me more than sad.
Caledonia's been everything I've ever had".

Y/n fell asleep rather quickly, but Jensen continues to sing quietly. Now with glassy eyes as he watches his baby girl sleep. He can't believe she thinks they love JJ more than her. Do they spend too much time with JJ? Of course they don't have a favourite, they love both kids equally. He wishes he could explain that to her. Maybe if they start doing things more as a family, or maybe they should spend one on one time with y/n. He doesn't know, but he can't stand the thought of his daughter thinking like that.
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Hey, hope you liked this one. It was nice to write. By the way, just in case you didn't know, the first song he sings to you is Wild Mountain Thyme. Jensen sings that to JJ irl. And the second song is Caledonia by Dougie McLean. They are both such beautiful songs, you should listen to them if you get the chance

- W.S.