Supernatural imagines

Dean

I let out a sigh as I woke up and saw I was in the bunker with nothing but a blanket covering me. I smiled as memories of last night flashed through my mind and I stood up. I looked around for a some clothes and smirked as I saw Dean's flannel shirt. After slipping my underwear on I buttoned the shirt up and walked out of the room. I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a cup of (morning drink).

"Morning boys." I said as I sent Sam and Dean a smile.

"Morning (Y/n)- wait (Y/n)?" Sam asked as he looked up at me.

I saw a look of shock cross Sam's face and then he turned and looked at Dean with a frown. Dean bit his lip and I held a laugh in.

"So do you know where my clothes are Dean?" I asked as I traced my hand on his shoulder.

"Laundry room... thought they should be washed." He said as he watched my hand.

"Thank you." I said as I leaned down and kissed his cheek.

I walked out of the room and smiled as I leaned against the door and listened to their conversation.

"You.... Seriously Dean? (Y/n) and you? Again?" Sam asked angrily.

"What can I say?" He asked calmly.

"Dean... this is the third time you guys end it and then she ends up coming home with you and sleeping with you... how much heartache do you guys need?"

"Look I can't help it Sammy... I can't stay away from her... I've tried."

"Dean this has to end."

"I love her damn it! She is the only normal thing in my life... no other person has made me feel like this... like I'm safe." He said softly.

I covered my mouth and quickly walked to the laundry room. I grabbed my clothes from the dryer and let out a sigh.

"Damn it... Dean why did you have to say that?" I asked in a whisper.

For the past year me and Dean had been on and off. Our relationship had started when we met at a bar and I was nearly a Vampire's snack. After that we became friends and soon enough we became more, but our relationship took a turn for the worse whenever we kept fighting about him hunting. After awhile we broke up and then he would find his way into my bar and I would find my way into his bedroom.

"Say what?" A voice asked.

I quickly turned to see Dean leaning against the doorframe.

"Nothing." I said as I turned away from him.

"I meant it.... I love you." He said softly.

"Don't say that." I said as I bit my lip.

"Why? It's the truth. I love you.... always have and always will." He said as he walked up to me.

"I don't love you." I said softly.

"You are lying." He said as he pinned me to the machine.

"No I'm not.... Dean... please let me go.. please don't come into my bar, don't say my name, and don't say you love me.... just forget I exist."

"No... I love you, I love you (Y/n). I don't want to forget about you and I don't want to never see you again... please... I'll do anything." He whispered.

"Then let me go." I said softly.

"I don't want to."

He leaned down and the moment his lips touched mine I felt tears stream down my face. I felt my heart shatter as I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him pick me up and wrap my legs around his waist.

Timeskip

I let out a sigh as he ran his fingers through my hair and I traced the scars on his chest.

"So why did you want me to forget about you?" He asked softly.

"Because I'm scared... what.. what if I lose you again... Dean it would kill me to lose you." I said softly.

"You won't.... I'm not going anywhere... I promise." He whispered as he kissed my forehead.