Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^

Joint Load (Dean×Reader)

   You searched through your closet, looking for your favorite pair of black jeans. After 20 minutes of rummaging through your things, you found them in your hamper. You didn't have the energy to do laundry and all you wanted to do was relax after the long and strenuous hunt you guys had just returned to the bunker from. You sighed, picking up the hamper, and making your way into the hallway. On the way out, you bumped into your boyfriend, Dean, and he smiled at you. 

   "Hi, babe," he said before leaning down and kissing you on the lips. "Where ya going?"

   You rolled your eyes playfully. "Where does it look like I'm going, doofus? I'm gonna go do laundry." He nodded before grabbing the basket, placing it back into its spot, and leading you over to your shared bed. Dean laid down, pulling you with him and he chastely kissed your neck. You tried to sit up, but his grip had tightened every time you did. Eventually, you gave up, turning yourself in his arms to face him. You leaned your forehead against his, kissing his nose and watched his grin grow wider and his eyes crinkle a bit at the sides. 

   "Can I please go do my laundry?" Dean shook his head like a stubborn child and you rolled your eyes again, earning a little laugh from Dean. You stared into his beautiful, green eyes and he rubbed your arm. 

   "5 more minutes," he said as he pulled you closer. His warmth engulfed you, tricking you into agreeing to let him hold you longer. After a little while of silence, he sat up, stretching out his arms. "See? I told you it would only be 5 minutes." He kissed your nose and laughed as you scrunched it up. You sat up and grabbed the laundry basket once again. Before leaving, you turned around and looked at him. 

   "Do you need me to wash anything?" Dean thought for a moment and nodded. 

   "My flannel," he said as he checked his phone to see if anyone had called him about a job or just to catch up. You scoffed at his vagueness, pushing your question even further. 

   "Which one, hun," you said as he came closer to you. 

   "Whichever one you want to wear tomorrow. I know you like wearing my clothes, plus it's rather cold outside and I figured we could go out. You always say my flannels keep you warm." Dean was blushing at this point, shyly rambling as you had a huge smile forming on your face. 

   "I love you, Dean Winchester," you said as you took his red and black checkered flannel from is hamper, kissing him on the cheek.

   "And I love you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." 

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    I hope you guys enjoyed this cause I thought of it in the shower. It seemed cute at the time but idk how I feel about it now. Tell me what ya think. Love y'all - Emma