Supernatural imagines

Chuck

Whenever we met Chuck it surprised me how everything I read about me in his books he described me as an angel. It never made any sense to me how he wrote about the boys like they actually were, but when it came to me, he had me as a completely different person.

"So can I ask you a question?" I asked as I plopped down beside him.

"Of course." He said with a smile.

"Why is it you described me as an angel in your books?" I asked calmly.

"Well..... you see it is because.... um.... that is the way I see you." He said with a blush.

"You see me as an angel?"

"Yes, I mean.... you are kind, beautiful and brave.... so I couldn't imagine you as anything else." He said softly.

"That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said about me. Also another question..... why is it that you don't ever write about any of the times I have been with someone? You always write about Sam and Dean's love life, but leave mine out."

"Well.... I don't like thinking about it. It just......it's awkward."

"Why?" I asked with a smirk.

"Why do you ask so many questions?" He asked calmly.

"Just curious."

"Alright (Y/n) we gotta go. You can torture him the next time you guys talk." Dean said as he walked into the room with Sam.

"Alright. I guess I'll see you later." I said with a smile.

"See you later." Chuck said softly.

Timeskip

So it had been a few years since we had heard from Chuck and when we run back into him we learn he is God.

"Wait! Wait do you are god?" I asked shocked.

"Yea, but I prefer Chuck." He said softly.

"Wow..... oh my god..... I mean... I... you are..... I.... oh someone kill me." I said as I hit my head on the table.

"I'm so confused, why are you freaking out so much?" Dean asked confused.

"Remember that day you two sent me to protect Chuck..... or God.... Well we sort of got drunk and.... Wait if you are God how can you get drunk!" I snapped angrily.

He looked at me innocently and I glared at him.

"You sneaky bastard! You weren't drunk were you? That's it I'm helping Amara kill you." I said as I moved to walk away.

"Wait! Can I explain? Please?" He asked with a smile.

I stopped moving and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Um.... we will be back in a few." He said as he snapped his fingers.

I sent him a frown as we appeared in his old house and he sent me a smile.

"Look...... I... I wasn't drunk that night.... but I only acted like it because I knew that was the only way I could be with you." He said softly.

"You mean have sex with me?" I asked annoyed.

"No! I mean the sex was good don't get me wrong..... it's just..... since the moment I started to write about you in those books.... I started to grow feelings for you. Now I know that doesn't make what I did any better, but I just... I couldn't tell you how I felt about you." He said softly.

"So you, God, are saying you like a weak human like me?"

"No, I'm saying I love you and I mean in a romantic way." He said as he looked down at me.

"That doesn't change that I'm mad at you." I said calmly.

"I know..... do you think you could ever forgive me?"

"I might..... if you work hard enough." I said with a smile.

He shook his head and I smiled up at him.

"You know..... you are more like a demon than an angel, and it drives me crazy." He whispered as he leaned down and kissed me.

I pulled away and he looked at me confused.

"You have to work for my kisses." I said as I kissed his cheek.

He let out a laugh as we left to finish fighting Amara.