#supnernatural

He looks so good in that white shirt and that damned striped-tie.

The thought has been swirling in your mind ever since you saw him this morning.

And now? He's interrogating a dentist about a murder with his sleeves rolled up, an intimidating look on his face visible from where you stand beside him.

The guy finally relents and offers something groundbreaking so Dean finally smiles, and picks up a lollipop from the desk and slips it into his mouth.

You swear that tongue of his is going to kill you one day and you’ll probably say thank you.

Lighting up the remains of the nasty poltergeist pretending to be a tooth fairy after Sam salted it, you glance at the two brothers talking about going to the bar.

And you just know, if you didn’t do something about it today, you’re most likely never going to do it while he’ll go home with a random chick from the bar once again.

Tugging him to a stop, you gave Sam a look to go ahead and the little shit in turn, replies with a smirk and a barely subtle wink.

You glare at him before turning to Dean with a nervous chuckle. “I have something to tell you.”

He folds his arms, making his biceps look bulkier and you are about to lose yourself in your imagination but then he says, “Oh?”

He raises his eyebrow at you, “Are you about to profess your undying love for me?”

You almost stop breathing for a second. But then you remember that you’ve killed things scarier than Dean while he's angry, one of them just minutes ago and it's dumb to lose shit over this.

So you nod, masking your anxiety with a non-chalant shrug, “Yes I am. Wanna go on a date?”

He opens and closes his mouth thrice in surprise, clearly trying to decipher what you’d said, only increasing your anxiety with each passing second.

“What?”

You sigh and shake your head, “i really like you and I want to go on a date with you. But since you’ve said nothing yet, I’ll take your answer as a no.” Even you are surprised by what you say

Before you can turn towards Baby to get out of this embarrassing situation and try to forget this ever happened, you fell his hand on your shoulders, stopping you where you mid-turn.

His tongue slips out to lick his bottom lip before he chuckles, “Let’s try that again.”

You open your mouth to ask what he means when he presses his lips to yours, effectively silencing you before continuing,

“Yes, I’d love to go on a date with you.”

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