Request: Can you do an imagine where reader and dean go shopping because reader wants to buy…
** I don’t know what the person that requested meant to ask because that’s all the request said but I’m just going to go with it. 🙂
“I can’t believe we have one day off this week and this is what you choose to do…” Dean groaned.
Both were dressed down in workout clothes, baseball hats, and sunglasses to go unnoticed, they strolled the outdoor plaza with Y/N popping into stores at random. Of course that didn’t stop the few people that did recognize them from asking for pictures which the two happily obliged.
“Look – like you said, we barely get one day a week. I need clothes.” Y/N answered.
“YOU need clothes?” He choked back a laugh, his hand already full of shopping bags he carried for her. “Is that what you just said? Every time we come home there’s like 40 boxes of clothes from your online shopping addiction.”
“Will you mind your business? Half of them go back cause their sizes are shitty. Besides – you like having a well kempt wife don’t you?” She answered, strolling into another store and pulling him in with her.
“Yeah well my wife looks best with nothing on so I don’t know why you need all the rest of this shit.” He returned, rolling his eyes as she looked around the trinkets lining the back wall of William Sonoma. “Will you put that down, we definitely don’t need an avocado slicer.”
“Can you imagine how much more I’d eat avocados though?” Y/N countered, continuing to look at the toy.
He laughed, rolling his eyes. “Once a week babe. That’s all you’d be able to use it for. Not Like you can carry it on a plane.”
“Well I could if I checked in my bags.” She countered, still holding it in her hand while she looked at the instructions on the tab.
“Yeah? Then what? You’d inconvenience both of us and we’re never near any whole avocados anyway. What – you’re going to take it into a restaurant and ask them to give you one whole?”
“You don’t know.” She shrugged. “Maybe I will.”
Dean laughed, never tiring of how stubborn she always was. “Fine whatever – either take it or leave it – I’m starving.”
“Nah – I’ll never use this thing.” She laughed, putting it down before leading him back outside.
He shook his head, throwing his arm over her shoulder as they walked, holding her tucked against his side. This was more-so that she couldn’t wander into anywhere else between there and the restaurant, but of course that didn’t stop her when they passed a victoria’s secret.
“Baaaabe!” he groaned again but followed her inside anyway.
“Are you really complaining?” She paused, lifting a brow.
He looked around and shook his head. “No – but I’m hungry. I haven’t had anything all morning.”
“You had a coffee, an omelette with home fries, a protein shake, and one of those protein cookies.” She laughed, continuing to browse. “Besides – this stuff I can take with me anywhere.”
His eyes lifted in interest as he watched the items she was picking up and he shut his mouth, following her around the room, handing her things that caught his eyes. He smirked, once her arms were full and without a word walked towards the fitting room.
“You get to try this on?” He asked, following behind her.
“Well yeah – gotta check the sizes, duh.” She replied, following an attendant into an empty room.
They allowed Dean in and he sat on the chair resting back on it as his eyes followed every movement his wife made as she took off her clothes, leaving only her own underwear on. Suddenly his mouth went dry and he adjusted his pants as she tried on the first set of bra and panties.
“What do you think?” She asked, doing a slow twirl for him.
“It’s uhh …” He managed to get out.
“I’ll take that as you liking it.” She replied, taking off the set to put on another. “This one’s got leather and lace”
He swallowed hard, “Oh yeah? Come here.”
Grabbing her arm, he pulled her closer, running his hand over the leather detailing in the bra then let his fingers wander over her exposed skin sending shivers through her. She bit her bottom lip watching him carefully as he kissed up the center of her stomach, between her breasts than up to her lips, in one swift motion standing up to pin her against the wall.
“I’m getting you like?” She asked, in between breaths as his hands roamed her body.
“You’re getting all of this.” He replied, and you’re bringing it with you everywhere.
“Sir, yes, sir.” She smirked.
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Please excuse any typos, I’ve really been avoiding proofreading :/
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