Supernatural Imagines

Daddy's Got You (Dean)

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You stripped off your clothes, you had just come back for a run. You turned the tap on, checking if the temperature was hot enough.

You stepped in and immediately felt relaxed by the hot water on your tensed muscles. You aimed to get into shape after giving birth to your daughter, [y/d/n].

You squirted some shampoo onto your palm and lathered your hair. It foamed up, your hair staying upright in the weirdest positions.

You turned the shower tap on, but switched it off right after. You thought you heard something.

You listened closely, you heard crying. Your daughter was crying.

You washed your feet then stepped out of the shower. You opened the door a bit, enough to peek out.

The crying grew louder and you tried to calm her down with your voice but it didn't work. You looked down at your body. You were covered in soap and your hair was completely shampooed.

"Dean? Honey!" You called out and you heard a 'Yes?'. "Baby could you check on [y/d/n]? I'm in the shower!" You said aloud.

"Alright babe, I'm coming!" Dean responded and you went back to your shower.

Dean hurried into the room and towards his daughter's crib. "Hi baby, why are you crying?" Dean said softly as he picked up the baby in distress.

He rocked her from side to side slowly, then placed her against his chest. "Shhhhh," Dean attempted to relax the baby. He patted her back softly and her crying slowly stopped.

Dean kissed her head. She was so small and delicate that he sometimes felt that holding her would hurt her. "That's my girl. Always listens to her daddy, huh?" Dean smiled softly.

He walked to the bed and sat down carefully. He was thankful that he had taken his blazer off as soon as he had come back home from the interrogation for the case.

All he was wearing now was his dress pants and the white dress shirt, with grey socks to keep his feet warm. His tie was pulled loose.

He sat against the bed's head frame and let [y/d/n] lay on his chest. She yawned, eyes droopy and looking around slowly. Dean placed his hand next to her on his chest and she wrapped her tiny hand around his finger. A small smile crept onto Dean's face.

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You dried your hair as you got out of the washroom. "Is my Angel okay now?" You asked as you looked into the crib. You felt sick when you didn't find her there. You looked around with panic.

A wave of relief washed over you when you saw her sleeping on Dean's chest. She looked adorable.

"Dean you're a miracle worker," You said with a smile, "I'm glad I have you with me." You paused, a look of confusion on your face. You didn't earn any response to your statements.

You walked closer to the bed and smiled when you saw Dean asleep as well. You kissed his head, then your daughter's softly. You walked over to the crib and took your baby's blanket. You placed it on the bed next to Dean then walked over to his side.

You tapped him on the shoulder, "Dean? Honey?" He stirred awake, a little drowsy. "Huh? What?" He said and you looked at [y/d/n].

"It's late. You must be tired. I'll take [y/d/n]," You said and took your baby from Dean, careful to not wake her up.

You held her against your chest and walked to the other side of the bed. Dean watched you as you lay her down in the middle. You draped the blanket over her tightly so that she'd stay warm. You thought that she could sleep with you tonight, just for a change.

"I'll be back. I'll just freshen up," Dean stretched then walked into the washroom. He came back, wearing a dark grey t-shirt and flannel pants.

He lay down on his side of the bed and pulled the covers over his body. You took off your sweater, leaving a black sleeveless shirt on.

You got under the covers, close to your baby girl. You watched her as she slept quietly and peacefully. "She's beautiful," Dean said softly and you smiled. "She has a beautiful father," You said.

"And an extremely beautiful and sexy mother," Dean said and winked at you. You raised eyebrow and smirked.

Your baby shifted a bit, turning towards her father while she slept. You kissed her cheek before laying down and covering yourself completely with the duvet.

"Goodnight honey, see you in the morning," You said and shut your eyes. "Goodnight, my two ladies," Dean said and you smiled.

He switched the bed side lamp off and you were engulfed in darkness. You could hear your daughter breathe lightly.

Even though it's been two months, you still couldn't believe you had a child... And that to with Dean Winchester.