Dean Imagine

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Dean has been looking for you for about 20 minutes now. Worry had started to set in, after the first 15 minutes. Until he realized where you would go when you felt anxious or upset. The impala. 
You always went to hide out in the Impala because it was one of the places that gives you time to calm down. The coolness of the leather brings down the heat of your skin. 

You turn some soft music on and try to just let yourself breathe. Dean walks into the garage as quietly as possible, and makes his way to the car. He sees you lying out in the back of the car. Your music playing resounded softly through the smaller space. You heard his footsteps but didn't open your eyes in fear of crying anymore. 
You hear the door open, and feel your legs being picked up. You felt Dean's rough hands running over your soft legs. Tracing patterns and scars from past hunts. 
"Sweetheart. You can talk to me." Dean's voice is smooth and soothing. You cover your face with your hands and let out a shaky sigh. "Dean, I don't know what's going on. It just hit me.. Amara, you and her have this bond... Dean, it worries me." You choke out. Your breathing is labored,and your heart is racing. 

You didn't want to look at Dean scared of his reaction to your worry. He didn't answer and your heart began to skip. 

You were about to get up and leave. Before you could move your legs he grabs your hand pulling your body up. He brings you into his lap. 

"Look at me (y/n)." Dean says. You reluctantly turn your face to look at him. "I love you and only you. I don't give a crap about this bond, and you shouldn't either. No matter what you're my girl." He says to you brushing hair out of your face. Your breathing was still heavy and your heart began to even out but it still beat quickly. 

You let out small cries. The tears were slowing down. Dean intertwined his fingers with yours. Squeezing your hand in his trying to ground you. "It's ok Sweetheart. I'm right here. I'll never leave you. Breathe with me." He says and rests his face in the crook in your neck. His even breaths fanned across your skin and it began to calm you down. 
He feels you begin to relax against him and kisses your neck gently. 

You angled your head to look at Dean a little better. He moves to meet your gaze. You let out a breath of relief at seeing his beautiful green eyes. Sincerity and love held and shone so brightly. 

"Dean I'm sorry... I-" Dean interrupted "No. It's ok Sweetheart. I understand. I'm not leaving you. For anyone." He reassures you. 

You looked at him and leaned in. He met you halfway. His soft lips met yours and you sighed into the kiss. He pulled away only slightly just pecking your lips a few times more earning soft giggles. 

"C'mon let's go to bed." Dean says as he opens the door getting out first then picking you up. The door closes behind you as you walk back into the bunker. 

The second you walk into the room, he sets you on the bed. He lies beside you and brings you close. 
You move to your regular position throwing your leg across his hips. You hold him like he may disappear. 

"Hey you know what..." Dean whispers. "What?" You whisper back. 
"I've never known how to say this perfectly but I think I know now. I am so perfectly in love with you." He said to you. 

You look at him with tears in your eyes once again. A smile formed on your face and you let out a giggle. "Why are you laughing sweetheart?" "You never fail in these moments to give me butterflies just like a chick flick." You say. 
His eyes look wide, and his jaw dropped in mock offense. "How dare you." He said and you giggled. "I think it's sweet babe." You say and lean in to kiss him again. He places his hand at the back of your head pulling you closer. Your hand rests on his chest grabbing his shirt and holding in your fist. 

You pulled away breathlessly, and smiled. "You better not tell anyone about these chick flick moments." He jokingly warned. 
"No promises my love." You smiled and nuzzled into his neck. "Thank you Dean, I love you." 
"I love you too sweetheart, I'll be right here when you wake up I promise." 

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