Supernatural Imagines & Preferences

Dean Imagine

Bar Talk~

It was a late evening, probably around nine, on a Saturday night. The bar you worked out was crowded with constant talking and pool balls clanking dangerously against each other. You were starting to get itchy because it seemed like every guy was hitting on you.

Another guy slides into an empty seat, his hair gelled back in a smooth wave and his jacket and shirt rolled up to his elbows. You go closer to him and rest your forearms against the wooden counter. He smiles up at you, bright green eyes catching the dim lights.

He was cute.

"What can I get for you today?" You ask routinely. "Beer." He answers in a deep voice. You nod and walk yourself to the end of the bar, grabbing a beer bottle of your best and sliding it down to him.

He nods at you sullenly and curious, you go back to talk. He wasn't like the others that immediately cat called you.

"You look bummed." You say, leaning forward again. He shrugs and looks back at you. His eyes made you believe you were the only thing he was seeing.

"It's been pretty rough."

"Past couple days suck?" You respond.

"Try couple months."

You frown. "Fine, second beer's on me, then."

He thanks you quietly and you run to grab another order. He's still there when you get back.

"I didn't catch your name." You say nervously. You don't think you've ever talked to a man as beautiful as him.

"Dean Winchester. And you're (Y/N)."

"How'd you know?" You ask surprised. He smirks and eyes your left breast. You follow his gaze and see your name tag hanging loosely from your maroon shirt.

You smile at him, laughing a bit. Maybe he was somewhat like the others. "So you've been staring at my boobs this whole time?" You ask teasingly. He smiles and winks at you.

"They're pretty nice, if you ask me."

You're taken aback by his sudden flirtatiousness. You laugh a bit and wring your hands. "Thanks I grew them myself."

He laughs at this and tilts back in his chair and you admire his sharp jaw and white smile. You pretty much drool at the sight of him happy.

"So how'd you end up here?" He asks, taking a swig of his beer but keeping his eyes on you the whole time.

You shrug. "I could ask you the same thing." You two stare at each for a little while before you sigh.

"I'll tell you anything you need to know if you buy me a drink." You wink and his lips quirk up.

"That's what I was going to say."