Adam Milligan~

"Hey Adam do you want popcorn or popcorn?" You lean against his door as he changes into more comfortable clothes for the movie marathon, and search the internet for ideas for an upcoming project.

"Do I get a choice?" His voice is muffled behind the door, and you grin as you slide your phone back into your pocket.

"Nope! I'll get it started you hurry up."

Five minutes later, with the popcorn and movie ready, you stand up from the couch.

"That's it what's taking him so long?" You jog up the stairs and press your ear against the door. Hearing nothing, you frown and push it open. Only to see Adam standing in front of a mirror and holding two shirts. Switching back and forth between them. His torso is bare, and you choke on your own spit as our eyes scan his frame.

"Holy shit he's more toned then I remember..."

Balthazar~

Soft humming comes from the bathroom, and you look towards the door as you lay on the bed with your book.

Curiosity as to what Balthazar could be humming surges through you, and with little hesitation, you jump off the bed and put a bookmark in your book.

You quietly pad over to the bathroom door on the other side of the room, and you careully press your ear against the wooden door in an attempt to hear his voice better.

The humming grows soft, and soffter, until it stops completely. A frusterated sigh leaves your lips as you press closer to the door to try to listen.

A hand rattles the knob, and before you get the chance to jump away, the door swings inwards and you fall with it.
Right onto a fluffy white towel.

"Well this is awkward."
Balthazar's voice sounds from above you as you roll off his towel and turn around. A dark blush settling over your cheeks.

"I'm so sorry! I was just trying to listen to your humming.." Your blush continues to darken as you hear the soft rustle of the towel being wrapped back around his waist, and he wraps his arms around your waist.

"It's alright. Nothing you havn't seen already anyways." He chuckles as you turn the color of a tomato and hurry back towards the bed to grab your book.

"Just get dressed Balthy, I'll be downstairs." And with that, you rush out of the room, almost running into the doorframe on your way out.

Bobby Singer~

A muffled strung of curses come from behind your bedroom door as you pass it, and curiosity creeps up on you.

As quietly as you can, you set down the laundry basket and gently turn the doorknob to peek into your shared room.

Bobby is hopping around on one foot trying not to fall over with a pair of jeans half on as he holds his foot in pain.

"Friggin tacks..."
He glares hatefully at your tackboard, and a snicker leaves your lips as you realise he must have stepped on a tack.

You close the door quietly and pick up the laundry basket again, laughing and silently reminding yourself to buy some legos to see how he deals with those.

Castiel~

"Y/n? I'm having trouble with this." Castiel pops into your basement as you're organising weapons, and out of surprise, you whip around with a gun in hand.
"It's only me. I don't understand why you are worried."

A sigh leaves your lips as you set the gun back on the rack, and curiosity creeps up on you as Castiel removes his trenchcoat.
His bare chest is still slightly damp from his shower, just like his hair, and your eyes wander his well built torso.

"What are you having trouble with Cass?" You force your gaze away from his chest and look to his eyes as he sighs and pulls out his white dress shirt and tie.
"It won't work." His gaze is troubled as he holds the shirt out to you.

A snort leaves your lips as you realise that Castiel was having trouble with the buttons.
"You have got to be shitting me..."
You mumble under your breath as you help Castiel into the white button up.

You reach down to start working on the buttons, and a smirk stretches your lips as Castiel moves forwards a bit when your fingers brush against his smooth skin.

"Thank you Y/n." His voice is steady as you reach for the tie in his hand, and you wrap it around his collor to tie it.

Finishing the simple knot, your smirk grows as Cass goes to step back, but instead, you hold his tie, pulling him down so that his lips meet yours.

"Payment for my assistance."
A laugh bubbles from your lips at his wide eyed expression, and you turn to move back the weapons wall.

Crowley~

A sigh leaves your lips as you walk out of the bathroom, your towel wrapped around you tightly and your phone in your hand, still playing your favorite song.

"Oops."
Your eyes widen slightly as you see Crowley just pulling a black shirt over his head.

"Looking good my love." You smirk as he jumps in surprise, and from the door, the hellhound Juliet snorts in amusement.

"You were in the shower my queen?" Crowley brushes off his momentary surprise as you move to sit on the edge of the bed.
He gives up on the longsleeve shirt and throws it across the room in frusteration.

"Yep. So scram while I get dressed."
Grabbing his usual suit top, you toss it over to the half-dressed king and he catches it easily.

You wink cheekily as the king of hell starts towards the door, only for your smirk to fade as he pauses and turns back to face you after shutting the door and shooing out Juliet.
"What if I stayed while you got dressed my queen?"

Dean Winchester~

"Hey shortstack! I need your help with so- OH MY GOD I'M SORRY!" You turn around and slam the door shut as the naked Winchester laughs at yiour reaction.

"You good there babe!?" His laughter doubles as you remain quiet and cover your red face with your hands.

"Oh come on Y/n! It's nothing you havn't seen before!"
Dean opens the door, but you still refuse to look at him.

"I'm wearing pants Y/n. S'all good." he chuckles as you tentively peek through your fingers, and he grabs your shoulders to pull you against his bare chest.

"Dean.. I just needed your help reaching the icecream at the back of the fridge.."

Gabriel~

"Hey Y/n, get in here! I need some help!" You burst in through the doors of the bedroom in a panic as you hear your boyfriend's terrified voice.

"Oh thank chuck. Which one do I wear?! The Hawaiian pinapple one or the stripey one?" Gabriel's face is serious as he holds up two different teeshirts, and you groan and roll your eyes.

But your annoyance soon fades as your eyes travel over his toned and tanned torso appreciativly.

"Gabe I thought you were in trouble damnit." You force a sigh as you turn around and leave the bedroom.

"Wait! Which one do I wear!?"

Lucifer~

You hum quietly as you saunter into your bedroom, walking past a confused, half-dressed Lucifer.

You give him a quick wink and a nod as you jump into the bed, grabbing your leatherbound journal.

"What has you in such a good mood?" Lucifer forgets about putting on his pants and a shirt, and he plops down gracefully on the bed beside you as you quickly scribble down a note in your book.

"Well, we just figured out another way to kill demons. There's apparently a certain knife that'll kill em, and Sam just snagged one from a demon called Ruby."

Lucifer chuckles as he moves to lay beside you, wrapping one arm under your head and the other around your waist.

"Well pay attention to me. I'm booooreed." He whines as he nips lightly at your ear.

"For christ's sake Lucy. Put on some clothes and let me work."

Sam Winchester~

The lyrics to the song Thinking out loud by Ed Sheeran sound from behind the bathroom door, and Dean winks at you before grabbing the keys to Baby and heading out the door.
"Don't let me get in the way now kids."

The older Winchester laughs before slaming the door shut behind him, just as Sam opens the bathroom door and walks out without hesitation.

"Hey Y/n." He leans down to give your blushing cheeks each a light kiss before moving to grab a comb for his wet hair.

His jean hug his legs in all the right places, and you find your eyes wandering to the curve of his ass.

"Wait that's my job!" You pry your vision away from Sam's ass and hurry to sit behind him on the bed.

He passes you the comb without hesitation, and you run your fingers through his shoulder length hair a couple times before using the comb.

"Don't be too distracted now Y/n."
You can practically hear the smirk in his voice as your blush darkens.
"Shut up moose."