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Could you please write one about Dean taking a scared girl back to her house after he saves her from a demon, but he steps into her house and finds out she's a casual fan of (chuck-style) supernatural (i.e she has all the books but doesn't have posters all over her wall) and he asks her about it and it's all cute but he never tells her he's Dean?

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Hey! Thanks for your request. I’m not quite sure about how this imagine turned out but I really enjoyed writing it! And I hope that you enjoy reading it!

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You screamed as the black smoke erupted from your mouth. You collapsed to the floor and heard footsteps running towards you.

“Are you alright?” a deep voice asked. You looked up to find your two saviours standing over you, helping you up.

“I-I think so,” you replied shakily.

The second man, who was the taller of the two, spoke up. “It’s fine to not be okay, you know. After what you went through… Demonic possession is a pretty big deal.”

“So that’s what happened to me?” you asked. They both nodded. “God, I thought I must’ve been dreaming or going crazy or something. Although that probably would’ve been more ideal,” you added on.

“I know,” the shorter one said as he wrapped his arm around your waist to steady you. “But my brother and I are going to get you sorted out. First things first, what’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you answered.

“Alright, Y/N, well I’m Dean and this is Sam. We’re gonna help you out,” he told you. “Do you want to go home or do you think you need to go to the hospital?”

“No, no, I’m fine. I just want to get back home, if that’s not too much to ask,” you told them, taking a few steps towards the door.

“I’m sure we can manage that,” Sam said with a reassuring smile.

The three of you made your way outside, Dean supporting you the whole time, and you got your first look at their car.

“You own a 1967 Chevy Impala?” you asked in surprise.

“You know cars?” Dean replied, looking pleased.

“Not really. It’s just this car… Never mind,” you trail off sheepishly, slipping into the backseat.

“What is it?” Sam prompted.

“Really, it’s nothing. Just something stupid.”

“Alright then,” Dean said, taking off down the road. “So where do you live, Y/N?”

“Not far from here, actually. Just turn right down the end there and I’m number 11.”

Dean followed your instructions and you soon found yourself parked out the front of your house.

“Thanks for everything, guys,” you told them.

“It was our pleasure, Y/N,” Sam replied. “It was nice meeting you.”

“You too. Although I can’t say the circumstances were ideal,” you said with a shy smile, which Sam readily returned.

“I’ll walk you to your door,” Dean said, coming over to help you out of the car.

“Thanks,” you replied, glancing up at him with a grin.

“So are you sure you’re gonna be okay?” Dean asked as the two of you walked up the path to your front door.

“I think so,” you answered. “I mean, it’s not as though the demon went on some kind of killing spree or anything. And I was only possessed for a short amount of time.” You broke off with a laugh.

“What is it?” Dean asked, a smile playing on his lips.

“I just never thought I’d say that,” you told him, opening up your front door. “Did you want to come in?”

“No thanks. Sam and I should probably get going. Woah,” he added, noticing the bookcase behind you. “You’ve got a lot of books there.”

You glanced around. “Yeah,” you smiled. “The Supernatural series. Those are some of my favourites. Never thought I’d end up living them,” you laughed. “Have you heard of them?”

“The name rings a bell,” Dean replied with an amused smile.

“It’s weird,” you began, examining his face. “You kind of remind me of one of the characters. His name’s Dean too.”

“Is that so?” Dean asked with a grin. “Small world, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I guess it is.”

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Thanks for reading! Feedback is welcome and I’d love more requests!

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Hi! I just found your account yesterday and have been reading your imagines non-stop! Love them!! Could you write me a Dean imagine with a situation of your choice? Thanks! Xx

Hi! I’m glad that you like my blog! Here’s the imagine, as requested. I hope you like it!

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Opening the passenger door of the Impala, you handed Dean the bag of take out you’d just bought.

“Did you get pie?” he asked, rifling through the food in the bag.

“Ah, crap,” you said. “I forgot. I’m sorry.”

Dean’s head shot up. “How can you forget about pie, Y/N?” he demanded.

“I’m tired, Dean. Today’s been exhausting. It just slipped my mind. But look! There’s plenty of other stuff there. Just have some of that!”

“But pie is pie. I can’t eat any of these cheap substitutes!”

“Look, Dean, I’m not going back in there to buy you a pie, if that’s what you’re getting at. Let’s just get back to the motel, alright? Sam’s waiting for us,” you said.

“Fine,” Dean muttered, taking a bite out of a burger you had bought and starting up the Impala.

“You know what?” you began as the Impala pulled down the street.

“What?” Dean asked.

“You eat way too much pie,” you stated. “It’s not normal.”

“Baby, can you believe what Y/N just said? She’s crazy!” he said to the Impala.

“You know what else isn’t normal? Talking to your car like it’s an actual person,” you told Dean.

“Don’t listen to her, Baby. She’s just jealous,” Dean said, running a hand over the dashboard.

“In fact,” you continued, ignoring what Dean had just said, “I’m hosting an intervention. A pie intervention.”

“That’s not even a thing!” Dean complained.

“It is now,” you retorted.

“You can’t take my pie away from me!” he exclaimed.

“It’s for your own good, Dean,” you mocked.

“Alright then,” Dean replied, pulling into the motel parking lot and cutting the engine.

“You’re agreeing with me?” you asked in astonishment.

“As much as I hate to say it, yes. But on one condition.” You raised an eyebrow at him. “If I don’t get pie, I want something else to keep my mind off it,” he continued.

“And what would that be?” you asked.

Dean put his hand on the back of your head, pulling you towards him until your lips met. After several moments, he pulled back and looked you straight in the eye.

“You,” he stated simply.

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Was that one shorter than usual? I’m not sure. Either way, thanks for reading! Any feedback you have would be much appreciated, as would requests. Also, please don’t repost without giving credit!