Supernatural imagines

Dean

"(Y/n)? I think I can use a hand with our little demon there." Dean said from the bathroom.

"What he do this time?" I asked as I cleaned the kitchen.

"Come look at the bathroom!"

"Dean I swear to Chuck, if you left your shaving cream where he could reach it again-"

"Never mine I got it!" He said quickly.

"Better have it, cause if I go in to that bathroom and it looks like what it did last week-"

"Don't come in here! I'll clean it up! Love you!" He yelled quickly.

I smiled as I shook my head and finished cleaning the kitchen. After I was finished I smiled as I turned and walked towards the bathroom. I crossed my arms over my chest when I saw Dean trying to get the shaving cream out of our six year old hands.

"You're trying to get mom to kill me!" He yelped as he got sprayed in the eye.

"John Enough! You help your daddy clean this up now!" I yelled angrily.

John looked up at me with tear filled eyes and I crossed my arms over my chest.

"No crying, you did this so you help clean it up, or no Disney." I said calmly.

"Okay let's get to cleaning, cause daddy wants to go to Disney."

"I'm raising two kids." I groaned out as I turned and left the bathroom.

Soon Dean came out with John and I smiled as John ran up and hugged me.

"Is it clean?" I asked softly.

"Spotless." Dean said as I picked John up.

"Good job." I said as I kissed John's forehead.

"So Disney?"

"Yes we are still going to Disney." I said with a laugh.

"Yes!" Dean said cheerfully.

I rolled my eyes and then I smiled as John took off towards his room to play.

"I'm raising two children." I said as I shook my head.

"Wanna make it three?" He asked with a smirk.

"Well... I would like a girl." I said softly.

He picked me up and I laughed as he carried me to our room.

"Sammy watch John! I need to spend some time with mommy!" Dean yelled as he shut and locked our bedroom door.

He threw me on the bed and I smiled as I pulled him into a deep kiss.

Bonus

"No remember no boyfriends until I am dead." Dean said as he looked down at our daughter.

"Mommy, daddy is doing it again." John whispered.

"Dean, She is a year old... she isn't going to be thinking of boys anytime soon." I said as I shook my head.

"Good, She shouldn't ever think about them. She needs to stay my little princess." He said as he pinched our daughters checks.

Bonus' bonus

"You wanted another kid." I said as I leaned against the door way.

"Shut up." Dean said as he scrubbed the walls.

I smiled as our three year old let out a giggle and John set beside her smiling at his dad.

"Love you." I said as I picked Jody up and had John follow behind me.

"I'm never shaving again!" Dean yelled.