Original imagine - Imagine Team Wree Will hearing you singing “Hallelujah” by Alexandra Burke
Reader’s gender: female
Word count: 771
Warnings: None I can think of.
You were finally alone at the bunker. You loved the boys but you never had time for your hobby - singing. You loved singing. When you were younger, your father used to sing to you till you fell asleep. He had a really beautiful voice, just as you did. You sang every single moment when you were sure that you were alone. You were hunting with Sam and Dean for about three years now but still couldn’t let them know about you interest in music. You were too shy and you perfectly knew that Dean would tease you about that till the end of the eternity. So you preferred singing when they weren’t around.
There was a piano at the bunker. The boys were on a hunt and judging by what Sam had told you when you called them earlier, they would be back in a few days. So you sat on the chair in front of the piano and started playing “Hallelujah” by Alexandra Burke. Your voice sounded so soft. Even softer than a feather.
“I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
You were so into the song that you didn’t even noticed when the door of the bunker opened and closed. Cas, Dean and Sam walked in and froze at the sound of your beautiful voice. They exchanged confused looks, but then Dean saw you and gave Sam and Cas a sign to be quiet. The three of them walked down stairs trying hard not to make any noise. They stayed behind you, listening to your singing. They seemed to be hypnotized by the way the lyrics was pouring from you lips along with your beautiful voice. You were singing the last verse:
“…Maybe there’s a God above
And all I’ve ever learned from love
Is how to shoot at somebody who outdrew ya
It’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not someone who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
When you finished the song, you heard an applause coming behind you. It mad you jump from the chair.
”Geez! You scared me!” You said to the guys.
”You were singing,” Dean said as if it wasn’t obvious.
”Well, I thought you were coming back tomorrow and uhm.. yeah,” you said quietly.
”Why you never told us you were such a good singer?” Sam asked in confusion.
”Telling you about that means giving you a good reason to tease me.”
”Y/N, you sing very good. I don’t see a reason that would make anyone tease you,” Cas said softly.
”You seriously?” the boys nodded. “Oh, God. Thank you guys”
After dinner you were sitting in your room humming some melody when you heard knocking on your door.
”Come in,” you yelled.
The guy opened the door and you looked at him with a smile. It was Dean.
”You need something?” you asked.
”Uhm, I actually wanted to tell you something,” he said avoiding your eyes.
”Hey, Dean, is there something wrong?” you asked with concern.
He just sat on the bed next to you and looked you in the eyes. You were trying to understand what was on his mind but he didn’t answer. You were about to ask again when he leaned in and touched your (full/thin) lips with his own. You froze. You didn’t know what was happening. When you didn’t kissed back, he pulled away and blushed.
”I-I’m so sorry Y/N. I shouldn’t have.. But you… And I just… And your singing today… And I was so… And oh, God. Dammit! I’m sorry,” he seemed embarrassed. When you woke up from the trance, you cupped his cheek and kissed him. He placed his right hand on the back of your head and his left hand he wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to him. His lips were soft. Softer than you imagined. The kiss was slow as if you both were kissing someone for the first time. You could feel fireworks. It was just perfect. You broke the kiss because of the need for air. Your forehead resting on his, both of you breathing hard and smiling like idiots.
”Maybe I should’ve let you hear me singing earlier,” you joked.
”Well, sorry. My bad,” you teased.
”I love you,” Dean said pecking your lips.