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Dean Winchester

Heartbeat Symphony:

Summary: After a long day on the road, the couple finds solace in the comfort of the Impala. The story explores the quiet moments between hunts, emphasizing the deep connection and love they share. Back at the bunker, they unwind together, appreciating the simplicity of being a team both in and out of the field. The narrative highlights the strength of their bond and the sense of home they find in each other's company.

A Messy Christmas Surprise:

Summary: Dean and the reader are baking Christmas treats at the bunker while Sam is on a hunt. Amidst the festive chaos, Dean cracks an egg on the reader's head, leading to a playful flour fight. Dean then picks the reader up over his shoulder, and they share a laughter-filled moment. Sam returns, finding the kitchen in disarray, and discovers Dean and the reader surrounded by flour and baking ingredients. The messy holiday surprise becomes a memorable Christmas memory for the Winchester trio.

Sam Winchester

Christmas Tides:

Summary: Sam Winchester surprises the reader with a heartfelt gift and invites them to share a quiet and cozy night together away from hunting. The two exchange stories, laughter, and meaningful glances. As snow falls outside, they find a moment of respite and connection, sealed with a sweet kiss under the mistletoe.

Reluctant Guardian:

Summary: After Sam gets injured on a hunt alone, Castiel sends a trustworthy angel to heal him. There's a catch though, the reader and Sam seem to butt heads all the time

Castiel Novak

Angelic Apologies:

Summary: When a routine day in the bunker takes an unexpected turn, the reader accidentally punches Castiel in the face. Filled with guilt, apologies pour forth, only to be silenced by a surprising and passionate kiss from the celestial being. As the reader hesitates and pulls away, Castiel delivers a romantic yet slightly creepy declaration, showcasing his unique understanding of human interactions.

Heavenly Christmas:

Summary: Castiel experiences Christmas traditions for the first time with the Winchester brothers and the reader. As they decorate the tree and exchange gifts, Castiel learns about the holiday spirit. The story culminates in a magical moment under the mistletoe, where Castiel and the reader share a sweet kiss, making it a Christmas to remember for everyone involved.

Rowena MacLeod

Enchanting Christmas:

Summary: Rowena, the enchanting witch, confesses to the reader that the holiday season has awakened new emotions within her. The two share a magical moment, culminating in a kiss that transcends the ordinary. As they celebrate the festive season together, they discover the unexpected joy of love in the midst of holiday magic.

Jack Kline

Mistletoe Moments:

Summary: As the holiday season wraps its magic around the bunker, Jack Kline finds himself intrigued by the mysterious allure of mistletoe. Little does he know that this Christmas will bring about more than just festive decorations.

Last night, I was reading Dean Imagines and I couldn’t help but think that Dean and I would have been together in a different world if given the chance. Anyone else?😂😂😂

In The Dark (Jack Kline x OFC/Reader)

A/N: So, I actually thought of this idea about two nights ago when our electricity went out, during a big wind storm. Idaho rarely gets those, but I am kind of glad that I did. If there wasn’t a windstorm then I wouldn’t have come up with this idea for @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt . Enjoy! 

Summary: Clo and Jack have liked each other ever since Clo was brought to the bunker to live with the Winchesters. Jack has always taken to a liking to Clo. He thinks that she is the most beautiful girl ever and has the most perfect spirit anyone has ever had. Clo loves how pure Jack is and how he tries to be like Castiel every day. One terrible, storm night, a windstorm comes into town and knocks all the lights out in the Bunker making it very hard to see. Clo comes up with an idea to find Jack in the darkness and finally tell him how she feels. Besides, telling your crush in the dark was always better anyway because if she gets rejected at least he won’t see her cry. So she hopes. 

Warning: None

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  The wind was howling through the pipes of the old building making it sound like as if someone was whistling through the whole building. This made Clo a bit unsettled in her stomach. She hated windstorms and being in an old building that could collapse any moment was not helping settle her stomach either. Sam had said that The Bunker was built to last, but she just was not convinced. She probably would never be convinced, seeing that she had a past with being in old collapsible buildings. That’s how her parents died and just the thought made her shutter at what could happen tonight. 

   She set her book down, that just had  her attention a moment ago and got up to go to the kitchen. It was nearly eleven at night and she felt like she could go for a snack at the moment. She headed out of her room and started her way down the old hallway. She was so amazed every time she went down this hallway. It reminded her of the time that she spent with her parents, before their death in England. They use to stay at small bed and breakfasts where the hallways were similar to the ones in the bunker. Being in this hallway made her feel like she was with her parents again. 

   As she continued to walk down the hallway, she started to think about how good Sam and Dean had been to her. She had never met two more noble men in her life. They were literally the epitome of Superman and Batman. How did she meet them and get wound up in the hunter life with them? When she had just gotten back from a trip with a few friends from California, they had stopped at a national park. Unaware of the origins of the park, they decided to stay the night there. That was where it all started for her. Apparently there was a pack of werewolves that had settled in that park for centuries. That night, a few younger members had gotten to her friends, taking them out. Just when they were about to kill Clo, that’s when Sam and Dean showed up. After all that was over, it was Sam who had suggested she stay with them. Clo was a bit dumbfounded. First these two amazing men come and help her and then one of them suggests she stay with them? She wasn’t complaining at all and was in fact thrilled with the idea. What else was she supposed to do? She was out in the forest, literally in the middle of nowhere. Her friends had all just died and she really had no home to go to since the death of her parents. The house was sold and her only place to stay was her owned apartment. She definitely was not going back to her apartment. It would be just another reminder that she was alone again. She she said yes and they took her back to the bunker with them. She has been living here ever since. She looked back now, and wish that she hadn’t. If she would have know that the bunker would be one of her fears, then she would have just gone homeless. Oh well, beggars could not be choosers after all.  

   There was another gush of wind that went through the pipes as she entered the kitchen. Tonight was definitely going to be a long night. She opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a loath of bread, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and a couple slices of meat, cut up in a container. She set them on the table and started making her sandwich. At least her gourmet sandwich would help with her lousy stomach. 

   She began cutting the cheese, when she heard footsteps making their way into the kitchen. The sound stopped only just inches away from the table making Clo look up and meet eyes with the one and only man who could take her breath away. She tried to hide it though and tried answer with ease. “Hey Jack.” she said looking back down at her sandwich. “Hi Clo, how has your night been?” He asked. She smiled at his question. He too sweet for his own good. That made him even more pure. “Good, but the stupid wind is making my stomach uneasy, so that’s why I’m in the kitchen making myself a sandwich.” This made Jack tilt his head and look at her in confusion. “ Humans eat to help their stomachs are uneasy? Do stomachs have souls just like them? Is that why Dean is always eating?” Clo laughed at the last question. She looked at him and smiled. “ Jack, first off stomachs do not have souls and no that’s why Dean doesn’t eat. He eats because he’s basically in love with food. I mean if food was a girl then he would definitely date her. As for the food and everyone eating when they get uneasy part? I’m not sure. I just mean that I usually eat when i get uneasy.” Jack looked like a bulb went off in his head and just smiled. His next words made Clo almost choke on her food. 

   “I love that you eat when your stomach gets uneasy.” He said, like a little five year old. A piece of cheese that Clo had bee chewing on, made it’s way into her breathing socket, making her cough a few times. Eventually after the fourth cough, she was able to get it out. “A-are you okay Clo?” Jack asked, laced with concern in his voice. Clo just nodded and blinked her eyes a couple of times to hold back the tears that were threatening to make their way down her face. “Yeah Jack, I’m good.” Jack didn’t look convinced though. “I-I think I should get Cas, just to see if you are alright.” Clo grabbed him by the wrist and held it tight so he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere. This made Jack look at her in confusion. Clo made direct eye contact with him. “Don’t Jack. Really. I’m fine. You don’t need to get Castiel.” She gave him a smile for extra measure, just so he could believe her. He relaxed a bit and she let go of his wrist. 

   Just when Clo was about to make another comment about how she was fine, more wind rustled through the pipes in the ceiling and made the lights flicker. Four flickers later, and the lights were out. “Sammy!” came Dean’s voice. “Dean!” Shouted Sam in response. Large footsteps could be heard through the hallways. “Where are you?!” yelled Sam again. “ In my room!” Dean shouted back. “Where’s Clo and Jack?” Asked Sam. This made Clo perk up. “Right here in the kitchen, but it’s very dark!” She replied. She heard a chuckle from Dean. “Didn’t quite think it was Heaven, princess.” he called back. Clo just rolled her eyes at his stupid response and tried to find her way to the door, careful not to cut any of her fingers on the knife that was still on the counter. 

    She heard shuffling going in the opposite direction of the door. “Jack?” she called out. “Where are you going?” The shuffling stopped. “Going to see if I can get my phone.” came his response. She smiled at how gullible he was. “That’s good, but I think the door out of the kitchen is in the opposite direction of where you actually want to go. “ She said. She heard a little giggle come from his direction and the shuffling of feet coming back her way. “Thanks.” he replied with relief in his voice. 

   After a couple of minutes of shuffling, he was right by her side again. She heard some fidgeting coming from his end. Clo looked in the direction of where his body would be, if the lights were on. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Um, yeah. I just can’t really see anything.” He said, laughing a little. Clo smiled at his comment. “It’s okay, I can’t see either.” “I guess I won’t be getting my phone then, huh?” he asked. She giggled in response. “Probably not Jack.” 

  They could barely hear Sam and Dean anymore. Had they gone to go find light? Clo certainly hoped so. If they didn’t then she certainly would try to. She didn’t care how dark it was. She just wanted this windstorm to be over and the lights back on.  

   The wind blew loudly against the bunker, making it seem like they were out on sea, instead of land. Gusts banged at the windows and front door, sounding all through out the building. “ That wind seems pretty tough.” came Jack’s voice. Clo hummed in agreement. Silence fell between the two, making the wind the only sound that could be heard throughout The Bunker. Clo felt a hand slither it’s way into the palm of  her hand, squeezing it tight. The only person that was right beside her right now was Jack and the thought that he would initiate something like that made her heart beat faster. “Jack?” she asked a little baffled. “Can I tell you something?” came his voice again, time a little more timidly. She smiled. “Yeah, go ahead.” “You promise not to laugh?” he asked. “No, I promise. What is it?” She said, desperately hoping what she thought it was. Maybe the windstorm wasn’t so bad after all. 

   She heard Jack take a deep breath in and then out. “Okay, here goes nothing. Well, Dean said that when you like someone you should tell them because life can be too short not to and Clo, I think I like you.” He said, a little quiver in his voice as he squeezed her hand a little tighter. Clo could not believe with she was hearing. Did Jack Kline just admit to liking her? Were her dreams finally coming true. Her heart was beating out of her chest. She smiled. “ You like me Jack?” She asked, taking the opportunity to take her hand out of his. “Y-yes.” He stuttered. She backed away from him. A plan forming in her mind. “Is this true?” she asked, backing away until her back hit the wall of the hallway. “Yes.” This time it was a little more confident. This made her smile grow even more. “Well Jack Kline, I have a secret to tell you, but you’ll have to find me first.” She said, giggling like a school girl with a crush. Which she obviously did have and it so happened that her crush liked her back. Clo felt her way down the hallway wall, leading to heaven knows where, but she so desperately hoped that Jack would find her. The secret she had to tell him was a good one and one that she so wanted to tell him. 

   She heard Jack’s shuffling footsteps trying to follow her. She could just imagine him, arms out and flailing, trying to find her. It warmed her heart at the thought. “Where are you ?” he asked. “I’m not telling. You will just have to keep finding me.” she replied, giggling a little again. “Should’ve taken my phone with me.” he mumbled. This made her laugh out loud as she continued to follow the hallway wall. She kept following it, until her back hit the end. “I’m close Jack.” She called out. Jack replied with a laugh of victory. “I do hope so!” he shouted. 

   She waited for him against the wall. Her heart aching for him to be near her. She needed to tell him her secret and she needed to now. If she didn’t, she was sure that her heart would burst out of her chest. She patted her thighs to keep herself waiting. It was taking a little while while longer than she expected. She hoped that he just hadn’t given up and left to his room yet. 

   Finally after so many moments of waiting, she felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her close to him.  His breath hit her face, but it was so inviting. “So” he asked “What is your secret?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down until her lips were level with his ear. “I like you too.” She whispered. This made Jack’s grip her waist tighter, while she leaned her head on his chest. They just stood in each other’s embrace for what seemed like hours, but was probably only mere minutes to anyone else. 

  “Can I try something?” came Jack’s voice. This made Clo lift her head off his chest and look up at where his face would be. “Anything.” She said sweetly. She felt him pull back a little. He placed his hands on her neck. His hands felt their way up to her face, feeling every little inch there was. He traced her lips, her ears, and her nose. “Wow, even in the dark you are so beautiful.” He said, making her blush. Good thing he couldn’t see her or she sure would be even more embarrassed. “Jack, you can’t even see me.” She said. A smile tugged at his lips.”Doesn’t mean that I can’t tell just by my hands tracing your whole face.” He said back, chuckling. “To shay.” After their little conversation, Jack took this as the inititave to lean in and kiss her. 

   Clo’s hands went up an made their way into Jack’s hair, starting to play with it. Jack pulled her face closer to him. He wanted to be as close to her as possible during this moment. Their lips danced together, showing all the passion that they had for each other. Minutes later, Clo pulled apart and rested her forehead on his. “I really like you Jack Kline.” She said breathlessly. He pulled her back in for another short kiss, pulling away afterwards. “I really like you too, Clo. I might even go as far to say that I love you.” When she heard this, she pulled him down for another kiss, standing on her tippy toes to meet him halfway. This kiss was very passionate and pure like the first two. The way that it should be. They were moving at their own pace. 

    The lights in The Bunker came on, making them break away from kissing each other. Clo hid her face in the crook of his neck, while Jack looked up at the ceiling. They heard footsteps coming in their direction. “Clo! Jack!” came Dean’s voice. “Where are you!” Clo pulled away from Jack. “We should go.” she said, blushing a little. His right hand came up and cupped part of her face, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re so beautiful when you blush.” He said, staring into her eyes, making her hear skip a beat. She smiled at him and grabbed his hand again. Pecking him on the lips, she led him, making their way back to where Sam and Dean were. They were definitely going to get a surprise tonight. Cas certainly would too, when he got back from his solo mission. 

   Just thinking about Cas finding out made Clo stop in her footsteps and turn back to Jack. It seemed liked he was thinking the same thing too. Both of their eyes went big as they they both screamed in unison. “CAS!” 

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 A/N: Well that’s all folks! I hope you all enjoyed and @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt , I hoped you liked it too. Another one will be coming out tomorrow. I’m going to go on a little hiatus, but will be back shortly. After the hiatus, I will start accepting requests. I don’t write smut thought! Okay, see ya’ll soon! 

Teenage Dream

Summary: Jack prepares for his first date (with a girl)

Note: she/her pronouns

“Are you sure?” Jack brushed down the black shirt and army style jacket Dean gave him.

The sleeves went a couple inches past his hand, so he had to roll them up to fit properly. The shirt, on the other hand, fit well. 

“Trust me, chicks dig the bad boy look,” Dean said. “A little dirt, a little grime. Works every time.”

Jack had never been on a date before, but he imagined dressing nicer than this. Wearing his FBI suit, maybe. It was the nicest one he owned and the sleeves fit perfectly.

He turned to Sam. “Is that true?”

“Sometimes,” Sam said, without looking up from his computer.

But Jack had seen a good amount of romance films and couldn’t imagine Sam as the bad boy in any of them. In his mind, he was always the nice guy. The hero.

“Did you think you’d go in your FBI suit?” Dean laughed. “This is a date, kid, not a case.”

“I like that suit. Cass says blue is my color.”

Cass nodded. “It’s true. And that”—he pointed at Jack—“is horrible.”

“Hey!” Dean shouted. “That’s style. Army green, simple tees. That’s in right now. It’s all over the mags.”

“Mags?” Sam said.

“Magazines. God, you guys are old.”

Jack watched the scene unfold. Dean was doing that thing where he pretended to be young again while Sam groaned and Cass filed his nails against the wooden table. Usually, he’d let it go on, but there were just thirty minutes until his date with you and he still didn’t have an outfit.

“I don’t have time for this!” Jack shouted. His skin was hot like when he used his powers.

“Woah. Relax. It’s just a date,” Dean said.

“He’s never been on a date before, Dean,” Sam countered.

“So? Neither has Cass and he’s doing fine.”

“Dating, love, relationships. Those are human things,” Cass said. “Trivial.”

“Trivial?” Dean craned his neck toward him and the pair erupted into yet another argument as Sam approached Jack.

“It doesn’t matter what you wear,” he said. “Just be yourself. Girls can tell when you’re faking.”

“They can?” Jack felt more nervous than before. It was all too human. And he was only half of that. He wasn’t used to having sweaty palms or a butterfly-filled stomach. He thought he was sick the first time he felt their flutter before Sam explained that it was normal.

“Uh, yeah. Sometimes,” Sam coughed. “But you’ll be fine.” He gave him those puppy dog eyes he gave families when working a case: his attempt to take half of their pain. It worked sometimes. Jack was grateful it worked now.

“Okay,” he said, leaving to change. 

He hurried to his room and put on a white button up paired with a brown suit. That blue tie he loved. He stopped for a moment to look in the mirror, did an awkward smile, then made his way back to the command center.

The chaos had died down by the time he arrived, and all three of the boys sat around the table listening to Sam. Jack overlooked the scene from the head of the table. This was one of the few times the bunker was quiet: when one of them was talking and the others listened. And that was rare. Most days, they talked over each other.

“Woah. Look at you.” Sam was first to notice him. His dimples pinched his cheeks as he smiled.

“Much better,” Cass rasped.

Dean scrunched his face and made his way over to him. Jack wiped sweaty palms down his blazer. Dean was never all that nice to him, but a couple months in the bunker and they had become somewhat of a family.

“You’ve got to learn how to properly tie a tie,” Dean said, and he adjusted it for him. “There. Not as good as before but… decent.” He nodded, then fished in his pocket and produced silver keys. “Here.”

“You’re letting me drive the impala?” Jack said.

“Don’t make me regret it.”

Sam clapped. “Alright, go get ‘em, tiger.”

A rush of energy overcame Jack, though he couldn’t tell why. It might’ve been confidence or nerves or something entirely different—he wasn’t sure. He wasn’t used to feeling this way. He had grown accustomed to fear and adrenaline. Love, even. But never romantic, and never like this.

This would be the first time he went on a real date, and one where no one tried to kill him. He felt prepared; he knew what to do. Once he got to the restaurant, he would pull your chair out for you, you’d talk, and then you’d fall in love with him.

There was only one thing he was unsure about.

“What should I say when I get there?” he asked. 

“I read in a Teen Vogue magazine it’s custom to talk about your interests,” Cass said.

“Zombies?”

“No—no zombies!” Dean said. “For the love of god, no zombies.”

“Just follow her lead, okay?” Sam said.

Jack nodded, making a mental note of all the advice he’d be given. But if he wasn’t allowed to talk about zombies, what would he talk about? 

“Uh, kid.” Dean laid a hand on his shoulder. “You’re not moving.”

“I’m not?”

“No,” Cass said. “You’ve been standing in Dean’s beer puddle for thirty seconds now.” 

“Oh.” He felt the liquid squish below his feet.

“Here, I’ll walk you.” Sam placed a hand on his back and led him to the door.

“You’ll call me if you need help?”

Leaving during a case felt wrong—like when he finished a box of cereal and it didn’t have a toy in it or when he waved at someone and they didn’t wave back—but Sam insisted he go.

“Yeah,” Sam said, opening the door for him. 

Jack lifted a slow hand and waved goodbye. 

Sam smiled and waved back; gave him that look that took half his nerves, half his pain. Then the door shut and it was time for his date.

Coming Home

Jack Kline x female!reader

Word count:1.7k

Warnings:swearing, making out(?)

Summary: As Jack returns from the Dead, you find yourself closer to him than ever before...

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"Well, that was one hell of the day", I mumbled after entering the bunker.

"Damn right", Dean chuckled, eyeing the coin in his hand. The coin we had gotten from the goddess Fortuna. And I have to admit, it was awesome being back, well not being normal anymore.

The Winchesters had officially gotten their luck back.

While Sam and Dean walked through the War room, I slowly trailed behind them. All I wanted to to right was to hit my bed and sleep one night throughout fully. For Chucks sake, I hadn't done that in ages.

"Hey Cass", I heard Dean say. My head shot up. We hadn't seen our angelic friend for a few days, but now, a frown was written over his face.

"Everything alright?", I asked him. He only nodded and slowly stepped to the side.

I couldn't believe my eyes at what I saw. Immediately, I dropped the bag, I was holding, overwhelmed by the sight of him.

Right there, in front of us, was none other than Jack Kline himself.

He raised his hand and quietly mumbled a:"Hello"

While Sam rushed towards Jack to give him a hug, I was frozen in place. I couldn't believe it. He was alive. Jack was really alive.

A silent tear rolled down my cheek, while Cass explained, how Billie saved Jack.

After Dean had inspected Jack, his eyes landed on me. He seemed to notice my tears and his face slumbed.

"Y/N", he said quietly. My heart jumped at his words. I never thought, that I would ever hear him say my name again.

"We'll leave you two alone", Dean mumbled and pulled Cass and Sam towards the kitchen. I silently thanked my older brother.

I looked after them, before I noticed that Jack had come closer. He was only centimeters away from me.

"I can't believe it", I whispered and slowly raised my hand. I carefully touched his cheek, afraid that he would disappear any second.

I felt his cheeks grow hot, as he leaned into my hand.

"Y/N", he mumbled and put his hand on top of mine, "I can't find the words to explain how much I missed you"

A sob escaped my lips:"You're back, you're really back"

"I am", Jack smiled.

I couldn't hold it back any longer. I grabbed his collar and crashed my lips onto his. They were soft and warm, just like I remembered it.

I felt him grip my waist and pull me impossibly closer to him.

"I love you", I mumbled against his lips.

I felt Jack's heavy breath on my skin:"I love you too"

My eyes met his and all I could do in this moment, was to smile.

I had him back, I had Jack back.

"Jack?", I asked. The nephilim didn't react.

"Jack?", I asked again, but he only sat back in the kitchen Chair.

Soon Cass joined the two of us and finally Jack looked up, tears stained his pretty face and immediately I sat down besides him and grabbed his hand.

"Jack, what-"

"I'm sorry", He mumbled in tears, I felt him squeeze my hand,"I'm so sorry"

"Jack you did nothing wrong", I mumbled and slowly stroke his cheek.

"You're soul is back", Castiel mumbled, "It all comes crashing down now, doesn't it?"

Jack nodded heavyly. I sofly pulled him to his feet.

"Come on", I mumbled, "Let's go to your room"

I lead him to his room and slowly sat him down on his bed.

Jack sniffled and leaned his head against the headboard.

I sat down on his lap carefully, in order to not disturb him.

I started wipe his tears away, while Jack just looked at me with his big blue eyes.

"I'm so sorry...about your Mother", Jack mumbled and looked down.

I sighed, finally I knew what distressed him so much. He felt guilty about our Mom, Mary.

Carefully, I grabbed his cheek. He looked up at me, Tears already threatened to spill again.

I carefully threaded through his hair with my fingertips.

"There is nothing to be sorry about", I mumbled while he leaned his head against my chest.

"There is", he said, "There is so so much and I don't...I don't know how-"

"Hey Jack!", I interrupte him, "I know saying this won't really help you in any way, but I want you to know, that I'm not angry with with you nor am I sad or anything. I know that you killed Mary, but...but it wasn't your fault."

Jack eyed me with a certain sadness in his eyes. He didn't seem convinced.

"Jack", I said and looked into his eyes, "I..I forgive you, alright? The only feeling I have for you is...love"

"I-I-", Jack stuttered, confusion written all over his face.

"I love you, Jack", I smiled, "I have always loved you since the day you were born. And I know for a fact, that Kelly was right about you"

A tear slipped down Jack's face, as I felt him grab a hold of my waist, his face buried in my shoulder.

"You make the world a better place, Jack. You always did", I whispered into his ear.

I heard him sob and I slowly started to rock him back and forth until he had calmed down a little bit.

Jack slowly raised his head and looked at me. I gave him a soft smile and carefully stroke his cheek.

"Thank you, Y/N", He mumbled and closed his eyes.

I leaned my head against his, as I felt how he grabbed my wrist and slowly kissed the back of my hand. A shiver ran down my spine, as I fell, how his lips lingered on my skin.

"I love you, Y/N", Jack mumbled and smiled.

He carefully leaned in and as soon as I felt Jack's lips on mine, the whole world seemed to stop. All I could feel were his plump lips and his soft touch on my skin.

"Jack", I mumbled. He gently grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him, his hips collided with mine and a soft moan escaped my lips, while Jack started to leave light kisses on my neck.

"You're all I'll ever need", Jack mumbled and looked me into the eyes.

"And I'll always be here", I said, before I reconnected our lips.

All of that seemed so long ago now. At first, it was Castiel and now...

Dean.

He was gone for good this time and while Sam and I tried or best to keep going, our ways parted after a few months. I still visited the bunker sometimes, checking if everything was alright, but mainly because of all the memories I had there. Not only the memories with my brothers, but also my memories with Jack...whom I hadn't seen since he had become the new God.

I couldn't lie, I somehow felt betrayed. I had promised him to never leave his side, but now...

It seemed like I was forced to break that promise. And I didn't like that. Not at all.

I sighed deeply while striding through the empty bunker. Everything was fine of course. I was about to leave, when my eyes landed on the table in the war room.

The names of Team Free Will 2.0 still carved into the wooden table.

I stepped closer and carefully, I stroked our names, my fingertips lingering on Jack's name.

I felt a tear slip down my cheek and I closed my eyes, slowly breathing in and out.

After I had calmed my racing heart, I wiped away my tears and turned around to leave, but I suddenly bumbed into something or rather...someone.

I looked up confused, but my jaw dropped as I saw Jack standing in front of me. My mind went back to the moment where he had returned after Billy had saved him.

"Hello", he smiled after raising his hand.

I couldn't help myself and slapped him straight into the face.

Jack looked down for a second:"I guess, I deserved that"

"Damn right, you did!!", I yelled,"Do you really think, that you can come back after all this and act like nothing happened!?"

I felt how my tears threatened to spill again, while I rambled on:"Dean died! Do you even know that!? You didn't show up at his funeral, nor did you after! You weren't there and I needed you!! I thought that I did something wrong! That you never even loved me! I thought, that you...that you..."

I looked at Jack through tears:" I thought, that I would never see you again"

Jack looked too the ground:"I know saying this won't really help you in any way, but I want you to know, that I am truly and deeply sorry about leaving you for so long"

I slowly wiped away my tears and motioned for him to continue.

Jack sighed and grabbed my hands:"After absorbing Chucks power, I felt like it was time for changes. Changes in heaven, in hell, on earth. I tried to make everything better. And...I know what happened to Dean, I visited him in heaven and I tried to make him as comfortable as possible there"

I couldn't believe my ears:"Is he...is he happy?"

Jack smiled:"Happier than ever. And he patiently awaits the day, you and Sam will join him again"

A chuckle escaped my lips and I dropped my head against Jack's shoulder.

"I know that I should've come earlier and I'm sorry, but...I love you, Y/N. I always have and always will"

I couldn't help but smile at the boy in front of me:"I know, Jack. I know"

He gave me one of his signature smiles, before he pulled me closer to him.

I carefully grabbed his cheek and he leaned into my touch.

"I missed you so so much", he mumbled.

"Yeah, me too", I whispered while eyeing his lips.

Jack quickly seemed to notice:"I'm gonna kiss you now"

"I sure hope you do", I chuckled.

And finally, I felt Jack's soft lips on mine again. And I would feel them again very often in my life.

Yes, about Gabriel and Castiel playing cupid, it can be headcanon

Hehe here it is, lovely, hope you like it!

Castiel and Gabriel playing matchmakers to you and Jack headcanons.

Since your first ever interaction with Jack Castiel thought you were perfect for each other. Two kind souls, too gentle for this world, always curious and caring.

He observed you two from afar at first, trying to understand where you stood in your relationships.

He's noticed how Jack’s mood would immediately lighten up in your presence, even in the hardest of times. And how your eyes would shine just a bit brighter when you looked at the boy. All of your shy smiles and lingering touches didn’t go unnoticed either.

Castiel was confused seeing how even after months of mutual pining you both stayed silent and did nothing to move forward your relationships.

So he discussed this with the only being he trusted with this matters of love (Okay, actually Castiel went to Dean first and he told him not to get involved and stay out of it, but Cas just didn’t want to listen to him) his older brother Gabriel.

To say an archangel was ecstatic is to say nothing. He happily started to come up with millions of ideas of how to get you and Jack together. He even suggested throwing you into the times of Pompeii just before the volcanic eruption, to confess to each other.

“Gabriel, no.”

“Oh, come on, it’ll be so romantic!” “Gabriel, no!”

So they tried something simpler.

Like leaving you alone in the bunker to find some information together.

Or sending you to the grocery shop.

Or commenting on how cute you look together

(Gabriel gave you tons of complements expecting Jack to be a bit jealous, but it didn’t work)

(Castiel tried to talk with Jack about bees and flowers and attractions, all sorts of feelings that humans… feel towards another human. It was awkward more than anything)

After weeks of their hard work they almost considered calling for a real Cupid...

One day you and Jack were cooking together, laughing and singing along the radio. You were so cute together, your feelings were obvious for anyone else but you.

“Just kiss already, ya idiots!” Gabriel all but screamed in frustration at the sight.

You looked at him and shrugged, turning to Jack to comment on the archangel's odd behaviour, but the next moment you felt his lips on yours.

In the heat of the moment you almost missed Gabe’s satisfied “Finally!”.

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Imagine teaching Jack how to cook.

for the family recipe soup I chose a chicken soup with dumplings, idk it's just my favorite. you can imagine your favorite dish instead :) can be read as romantic!Jack Kline x reader

"What is this?" You've heard Jack’s wondering voice behind you. In the calmness of the bunker's kitchen, you were making some family recipe soup for dinner. You’ve had a bowl of flour, a glass of milk and eggs lying on the table before you.

“I was about to make some dumplings. Do you want to help me?” It seemed to peak his interest even more.

“Sure!” He nodded enthusiastically, but then his smile faltered slightly. He looked at you, almost frightened, “I don’t know how to do it. Are you sure I will not ruin anything?”

You scoffed at that, but felt your heart tighten in your chest. You were so going to have a serious conversation with the Winchesters about their behaviour around your boy.

“Honeypie, people make mistakes and that’s okay.” You took his right hand in yours and gave it a reassuring squeeze, “It doesn't mean you should give up if you can’t do something perfectly the first time, most people can't. You just gotta try again and again until you’re satisfied with the result. It'll get better eventually, especially if you have someone to assist you in the process." You ruffled his hair lovingly and it made him smile.

“Alright then.”

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