Dean
Your faces were inches from each other at the park. His green eyes had you in a trance and when you looked down at his lips they just looked so welcoming. Before you could kiss him, he kissed you. It was a passionate kiss, but he still managed to be sweet about the it. You broke away when you needed to breathe and smiled at him.

"You want to go home?" He asked.

"I'm good here," you said, laying down next to him to look at the trees.

Sam
Sam had called you to tell you that he was leaving. Hunters were always on the move. He asked you to meet him once more for a movie date. You agreed, but you didn't want him to leave. You had to leave as well, and you wanted to go wherever he went.

A drive in movie theater was where your date took place. You two sat in the front making jokes about the movie as it went without having to worry about annoying other people. Sometime during the movie, he said, "Don't be the white person in the horror movie, please!" Then he stopped and you said, "But, we are the white people in the horror movie." You two burst out laughing and he threw a piece of popcorn at you.

When he drove you home, he said, "This is it."

"Yeah," you said. He looked a little sad like he didn't want to leave either. Well, I may never see him again, you thought. You quickly leaned in and kissed him roughly. He was surprised for a moment, but then he started kissing back. His hand went to the back of your head and he played with a strand of hair for a little. When he broke away, you said, "Until we meet again, Sam."

Castiel
Your third date consisted of Castiel zapping you two to the desert at night. He had a truck, radio, blanket, and food all ready for you two. You sat in the back of the truck listening to songs Castiel had picked out. It went anywhere from Chopin to Hannah Montano to Metallica. You sat next to Castiel with a blanket over the to of you.

"You planned this all on your own?" You asked, surprised.

"No. Dean said-" You laughed. If Cas took any leap in your relationship, it was always because of advice from the Winchester. "I do not understand what is funny, Y/N."

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"The night sky looks beautiful," You said, a little later.

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Because you're an angel," he said. He just kept you terrible pick up lines coming but you really enjoyed them. You smiled and leaned on chest.

You looked up to say something, but he cupped your cheek with one hand and slowly leaned in. Your stomach exploded with butterflies. His lips softly touched yours and he was gentle. He did everything slow and carefully. You smiled into the kiss and slowly pulled away.

"Did Dean tell you to do that?" You asked playfully.

"No. It just felt like the right thing to do," Castiel said.

"Oh, Cas," you said, giggling.

Gabriel
He still had the mischievous glint in his eye. You two were on the ferris wheel on your first date. He leaned in and you smiled and his lips collided with yours. He tasted like Y/F/C and you couldn't help enjoy the kiss even more. He slipped his tongue in your mouth. You two stopped when the ferris wheel turned on again and started to go down. He coughed and you smiled at him.

Lucifer
He had just told you who he was. "I am dating Lucifer. I am dating the devil. I am dating Satan. I am dating Satan," You said over and over. It could be said that you were in shock. Lucifer was kinda annoyed, but decided to let you get it out. "I am-" Lucifer was done and wanted you to shut up. He walked over and cupped your face with his hands. His lips crashed into yours in a rough manner. You kissed back instantly and he slowed down. You broke away from the kiss to take a breath.

"We're dating?" Lucifer asked with a smile.

"Oh yeah," you wrapped your arms aroud his neck and kissed him again.

Crowley
Crowley had taken you on a boat as your second date. You were speechless when you saw how beautiful the boat was decorated. You two had dinner and had a conversation about how the idiotic people could be. He offered you scotch and you drank some with him. When the dinner was over, he was supposed to take you home, but a "Bollocks" was heard and Crowley came back with a smile.

"It appears that the boat won't move. We're stuck here for a while," Crowley said.

"Oh well," you said, happily.

"More scotch?"

"Yes, please."

Your conversation went to movies and soon Titanic was in subject.

"We should recreate a Titanic scene now that we're on a boat," you said.
"Not such a-" Crowley started.

"Glad you agree. Lets go," you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the end of the boat. You stood and felt the sea breeze on your face. Crowley put his hands on your waist and you giggled. You turned around, but Crowley didn't get the message. His hands stayed on your waist and he didn't move. He leaned down slowly and his lips brushed yours for a moment. Your breath hitched and he smiled before meeting your lips. Your kiss tasted like scotch and you couldn't get enough of it.

He pulled away and said, "Oh look, the boat's fixed." He snapped his fingers and the boat started to move.

"Why aren't I surprised?" You asked.