Hello there! Could you write one about dean and the reader please!!! Maybe where dean and the reader are in the impala singing shes my cherry pie at the top of her lungs and then he ends up telling her he loves her? Please?!(:
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Hi! I’m sorry this took so long, but I hope you like it!
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You and Dean were sitting in the front seat of the Impala, driving back to the bunker. The dark expanse of road stretched out before you for as far as you could see and at this time of night, you were the only ones on the road. AC/DC was blaring out through the speakers yet again, and you sighed in exasperation. “Dean, can’t we listen to something else?”
“Hey, driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole,” he stated, cutting you a glance from the corner of his eye.
“Dean,” you whined, desperate to listen to something different.
“Fine,” he huffed, gesturing to a box sitting at your feet. “There’s some stuff in there. Pick something.” You grinned, reaching down to pick up the box. You settled it into your lap and started rifling through the cassettes, looking for some music that appealed to you. Finally, you found something good and popped it into the slot.
“What did you pick?” Dean asked as you put the box back on the floor.
“You’ll see!” you chirped. The opening bars filled the air and Dean groaned. “Hey, no dissing the song,” you told him, reaching over and turning up the music. As the lyrics began, you sang along to them. “She’s my cherry pie! Cool drink of water, such a sweet surprise!” You looked over and saw Dean shaking his head in exasperation at you whilst his eyes stayed on the road. You nudged him. “Sing with me! I know you know the words.” Dean sighed dramatically, but joined in none the less.
“SHE’S MY CHERRY PIE! OH YEAH! SHE’S MY CHERRY PIE! PUT A SMILE ON YOUR FACE, TEN MILES WIDE!” You were both singing at the top of your lungs, rocking out before an imaginary audience. You were dancing in your seat while Dean beat his hands against the steering wheel. When the end of the song came, you both burst out laughing, sending each other huge grins.
“God, you’re such an idiot,” Dean laughed. “But that’s why I love you.” He suddenly froze, the grin slipping from his face, and he stared straight ahead, not taking his eyes off the road.
“You what?” you asked, startled at what he’d just said. It was incredibly rare for Dean to say things like that. Whilst he often showed his affection, he rarely ever stated it outright.
Dean hesitated for a moment, then seemed to decide something. He straightened up, glancing at you as he drove. “I love you,” he repeated. “I have for a while now but I just didn’t want to say anything. But when I saw you singing along like that…I couldn’t hold it back anymore.”
You grinned at him, a soft blush creeping along your cheekbones. “I wish I’d picked the music sooner,” you told him in a soft voice. You didn’t need to say anything else. He knew what you meant.
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