You loved when you got to shoot for Dean. Not only was he easy to work with, but he was fun and the shoots always flew by. You never had to retake shots, and you always walked away with plenty of fun candids that your bosses always adored.
“You ready, partner?” Dean asked, his hand coming to rest on your shoulder.
Looking up from the lens you’d been fiddling with, you gave him a smile and nodded, then looked him up and down. “Lookin’ sharp, Winchester. I like that jacket,” you grinned.
“Me too,” he replied.
You raised your eyebrow at the surprise in his voice. “You don’t normally like leather jackets?”
Dean shook his head as he started walking towards the backdrop with you in tow. “It’s not that. I just didn’t think this particular one would look good on me. They normally have me wearing the rustic stuff or the high-class fashion clothes. I never get to wear normal guy clothes.”
“Well,” you said, stooping down to get some test shots, “it’s a good look on you. I wouldn’t be opposed to seeing it more often.”
He quirked an eyebrow and you suddenly realized how flirtatious your words had sounded.
“I mean—”
“I know what you meant, Y/N,” Dean replied smoothly. He adjusted the sleeves of the jacket before shrugging his shoulders and giving you his trademark smolder. “But just in case, do you wanna get dinner after this?”
“I— Stop looking at me like that,” you huffed, causing him to smile. “I would, but I have to get working on editing these.”
“So I’ll buy you pizza and we can hang out at my place. Or yours,” he added.
After a second of thought, you raised your camera and snapped a picture, smiling down at the screen when you saw the oh-so-vulnerable look it had captured.
“I would love to, Dean. Now come on, I need that smolder again.”
(The two Dean gifs were bookmarked on my browser from a long time ago. If they are yours or you know who posted them, please let me know so I can get a link to the original post and link it here!)
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