Supernatural Imagines

They Saw You Naked For The First Time

YeH, hey, I'm not dead, maybe inside but not physically lol, hit up my AU for some stuff and news and just my need for Jesus. Thanks pal dogs. The gif is my apology to you guys. These scenarios are all gonna be different, some are a little like  "WTF can that happen?" but dont forget, anything can happen in Supernatural.

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Dean:

Hunting with Dean isn't the funnest thing on this Earth to say the least, but hunting a pack of vampires while Sam was unconscious and the both of you bloody and tired, was worse. Him constantly nagging your every move, the way he had to "protect" you, or the fact that he didn't even want you coming along with him. You were so going to get in his face later that the giant was knocked out yet you were still swinging. Being the gory messes the three of you were, it was obvious showers were needed. You had instantly called dibs on all the hot water and the right to be the first one clean.

"Why do you have to go first? Sam and I are bigger than you, thats more surface area to cover." Dean growled, him and Sam hopping out of the Impala.

"Yeah, it's technically our bunker (Y/N)." Sam sassed.

"Alright, fine your bunker. But you invited me and do you not see this hair? Well it needs maintenance and doesn't do greasy days so shove it boys." You raced your way up to the shower, not even grabbing clothes in fear they might steal the shower from you.

You turned on the hot water and hopped in, the liquid becoming pink the second you stepped in, whether it was your blood or the vamps was up for debate.

It had been a solid ten minutes since you started showering, but for guys that seemed like a good 30. Dean was at the door banging and hollering away, telling you that it was long enough.

"Like five more minutes cmon Dean, I'm still gross and stuff." You whined, beginning finish up your cleaning routine.

"Oh no, no, no. You wasted like half the water with your feminine needs, just get out." Dean grumbled leaning up against the door.

"Rude, at least I'm actually getting clean, everyone knows why your in there for a half an hour." You smirked to yourself.

"Hey! Alright I'm coming in."

"No! Stop, don't do it!" You hurriedly turned off the water and stepped out of the tub, reaching for the towel, but...

"(Y/N)..." Dean looked up at the view in front of him, the very naked view of yourself, reaching for the towel.

"DEAN WINCHESTER THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY!" You roared, albeit making no progress toward making yourself less nude.

Dean had tore his eyes away from you and shyly answered, "You uhh you said don't come in." He didn't know why he felt so embarrassed, he had seen plenty of naked women before, but not under these circumstances.

"Exactly, and what the fuck do you do?" You yelled.

"(Y/N), please put your towel on, as much as I may like the view, you may not like me for what I may do if you continue to y'know, do that." You pointed at your figure, a grin spread across his lips. "Unless you wanna hang around like that some more, by all means, it would be my pleasure."

Your face grew hot and red, you swiped the towel off the rack and wrapped it around yourself. "J-Just get out you big turd!"

"Great insult, just holler if you need me again, and tell me if that towel will be needed or not." Dean winked, taking in one more eyeful before dodging a handful of tampons being thrown at him, running out of the bathroom.