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Can you do an imagine where the pairing is readerxdean? But here's what I was thinking, charlie and the reader are best friends but the reader is straight. Sam and dean think that thy are together because of how comfortable around each other they are or the way they act. Then dean finds out the reader is straight and hits on her and it gets fluffy?? Thanks! And you can change it a little if you want! Your writing is perf!

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Hi! Thanks for saying that! And thank you for the request. I’m sorry it took so long. I just wanted to let you know that I really enjoyed writing this. I’ve got a few friendships where I’m close like this to the person so it was fun to translate that into words. Anyway, I hope you like it!

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You were stretched out along the couch, your head in Charlie’s lap. “Chip me,” you demanded, reaching in and grabbing a handful once she’d passed you the bag. “Thank you!”

“Uh huh,” Charlie replied. “Now shut up. I can’t hear the movie over your crunching.”

“Well excuse me!” you said, reaching up to swat her on the arm before settling down again and turning your attention back to the screen.

About halfway through the movie, Charlie pressed the pause button to get a drink, leaving you and the Winchesters alone in the room.

“So,” Dean began, interrupting the silence. “How long have you two been together?”

“What?” you asked in confusion.

“You and Charlie. How long have you been going out?” he clarified.

“Yeah, I was wondering the same thing,” Sam added. “You two just seem so comfortable around each other.”

You burst out laughing. “We’re not like that.”

“Oh. Well do you want to be? Because I could talk to her for you…” Dean suggested.

“Are you kidding?” you giggled. “Charlie’s my best friend! I’m not interested in her in that way. Besides, I’m more into people who are a little bit more…male.”

“So you’re straight?” Sam confirmed.

“As far as I’m aware,” you smiled.

“Really?” Dean asked, a grin taking over his features. Noticing the attention he was giving you all of a sudden, you looked down, attempting to hide the blush creeping over your cheeks.

Charlie strode back into the room. “Alright, everyone. It’s movie time. Don’t make me cast a muffliato charm over you.”

Half an hour later, the movie was over and you went into the kitchen to throw away the empty chip packet.

“You know, I’ve met a lot of angels in my time but you’re the only one who’s ever made a room feel like Heaven,” a voice stated from behind you.

Slowly, you turned around to see Dean leaning against the doorframe, his arms folded across his chest.

“I’m sorry. What?” you asked.

“I was saying that -”

“No, I heard what you said,” you told him. “But are you flirting with me, Dean Winchester?”

“Uh, maybe,” he replied, scratching the back of his neck.

“You don’t sound so sure.”

“Well it depends,” he explained.

You cocked an eyebrow. “On what?”

“Your reaction to it,” he answered.

“Well,” you began. “I think it was an incredibly lame pick-up line. Seriously. Don’t ever use that again.” He looked down, seemingly disappointed with your response. “But,” you added, “I think that the sentiment behind it was rather nice. And I think that maybe we could work something out. Maybe go out for dinner or something.”

He looked up with a smile. “Only a maybe?”

“Well it depends,” you teased.

“On what?”

You grinned. “Your reaction.”

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