f/f- favorite food
f/d- favorite drink

Adam Milligan~

The door of the familiar house is opened by Adam's mom only seconds after you knock, and she welcomes you in with a smile.

"Hi! You know you can just walk right in whenever you want to right dear? Adam is up in his room waiting for you." Kate sends you a wink, and you inwardly groan. She had been shipping you two for years before you became official, and now that you're together, she acts more like Adam's friend then his mom on the subject of you two.

With a quick thank you, and a wave, you bound up the stairs to meet your boyfriend. Your hand reaches up to the door to knock, and a muffled thud from the other side of the door causes you to freeze after the first knock.

"Wait, hang on just a sec!" His voice is tinged with nervousness, and hearing it, you can't help but be curious. You quietly open the door, peeking through the crack and slapping a hand over your mouth as you try to contain your laughter.

Adam is struggling out of the onesie you left behind during your last sleepover, but he somehow got his foot stuck, so he had fallen to the floor. The blond boy curses as he bumps his elbow on his bedframe, and you snicker as his head shoots up to see you staring back at him.

"Y/n! This isn't what it looks like I swear!"

Balthazar~

"Hello darling, you're home early." The smooth sound of Balthazar rings out behind you, and you jump, the glass of water in your hand being whisked away to avoid a spill as Balthazar chuckles and nestles his cold nose into the crook of your neck. Feeling a couple droplets of water against your skin, you figure it's safe to assume he had just gotten out of the shower.

"Yeah. It looked like it was gonna start raining so I turned around." With a shrug, you find yourself being turned around in his arms, and you raise a brow at what he's wearing.

"Is that my towel?" Motioning to the towel around his waist, he feigns innocence.

'How dare you assume I would steal from you my love?"

Tapping your foot against the floor, you give him a deadpan face. "So if I go to the bathroom right now, my towel will be on the hanger like always right?"

You can see his nervous twitch as you saunter towards the stairs to get to the upstairs bathroom, and he hurriedly catches up to you.

"Wait! Ah... Yes this one is yours, I had assumed that you would be gone longer. Forgive me."

Bobby Singer~

You had made the decision that you would stop wearing your baseball cap when going out, bcause either the wind would blow it off, or you would take it off for some reason, forget that you were wearing it then leave it behind.

Yet here you are, wearing the cap again as you shop for groceries. Or at least you thought it was yours.

"Y/n? Why're you wearing my hat?" The voice of your boyfriend  makes you whip around, suprise in your eyes as you see Bobby's face. But just as you start apologising and taking off the cap, you realise that he's wearing an awefully familiar hat as well.

"Bobby... You're wearing my baseball cap." Grinning amusedly at him, you watch as his eyes widen and he takes it off.

"So that's why it felt tighter then it should have."

Castiel~

Lately, you've found that your dress shirts have been going missing, which has lead to you having to borrow one of Mary's dress shirts whenever you're going undercover. But soon enough, that one disappears. You're certain that it's someone in the bunker stealing them, so after interogationg Sam and Dean, and checking with Mary, the last two people in the bunker that could have been taking your dress shirts would be Jack and Castiel.

"Hey Jack, have you seen any white dress shirts lately? Mine keep going mising." You keep your eyes trained on the nephilim as he looks up from his star wars movie, and the boy slowly nods.

"Yes. Castiel was teaching me how to wear a dress shirt earlier today. It's right here." He slides off the bed and proceeds to his dresser, in which he takes out a slightly wrinkled dress shirt. Which is clearly not yours by how big it is. Probably Castiel's. But then who's dress shirt was Castiel wearing this morning?

"Is this on of them?" His expression is worried, and you quickly shake your head no.

"Sorry. I'll go ask Cass."

You hurry towards Castiel's room, knowing that at this time he can usually be found there.

"Hey Cass? Have you seen my-" Your eyes fall on the angel, who is in the process of sliding on a very familiar dress shirt. "Castiel!"

Your tone suprises him, and he whips around, angel blade already in hand. "Oh. Y/n."

You raise a brow at him, and point towards the shirt he had just shrugged onto his shoulders and was buttoning up.

"Was this one yours? My apologies.  Mine seem to have been going missing lately as well."

Crowley~

"This is ridiculous! How does my flannel keep disappearing?" You're searching through your drawers as you try to find your usual hunter disguise, but the red flannel that you usually wear is gone. The last time it went missing, it turned out that a former hunter had somehow gotten into hell and went through your stuff.

With a growl, you leave the room, ready to go find a team of demons to track down whoever stole your disguse this time, but instead, you run into a flannel clad Crowely.

"What?" You're stupified. Having never seen Crowely wear anything  so casual, you stand there frozen as his own eyes go wide at your expression and he brushes past you to get into the room.

"The boys needed something and insisted that I wear something to blend in with those other hunters. Forgive me for taking your clothing my queen."

Dean Winchester~

"Hey Sam? Have you seen my robe?" Peeking into the library where Sam is sitting, you throw your question at him in hopes that he would know.

"Uh yeah. I'm pretty sure Dean has it." He responds distractedly as he flips through a book, not looking up as you thank him and turn away to walk down the hall towards Dean's room.

"Dean? Open up!" Knocking repeatedly on his door, you wait for him to eventually get annoyed and let you in, said occurance happening quickly as he looks out at you from a crack in his door.

"Oh hey Y/n, whats up?" His voice is tinged with nervousness, and you snicker as you see a bit of the sleeve of your lavender robe on his wrist, as his body is hidden behind the door.

"Well I just got out of the shower, and I was having trouble finding my robe. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?" You can see the flight fear in his eyes now, and he shuffles away from the door, closing it quickly.

"Yeah hang on lemme see if it's in here."

Gabriel~

As usual, when you first wake up you're already hearing little buzzes from your phone that indicate some hunter requesting your help for a particularly bad hunt.

Throwing on a random outfit, you stumble around the kitchen, preparing your morning f/d. You can hear Gabriel's footsteps behind you as you take your first sip of the warm/cold liquid, and a smile creeps onto your lips as you feel his arms circle your waist, paired with his bare chest pressed to your back.

"You should come back to bed..." He yawns as he speaks, and you set your cup/mug down on the counter before turning around in his arms.

"You're literally wearing my leggings. Just pretend they're me or something, because I'm needed for something today."

Pressing a quick kiss to the corning of his mouth, you wink at him, ignoring his protests as you gather your things to leave. Gabriel trails after you, trying to tempt you back into bed with promises of f/f and cuddles, but you're serious about leaving for this hunt with Bobby and Rufus, so you're leaving the house in minutes.

"Come on wait! At least tell me I look good in them!"

Lucifer~

"Miss Y/n, Lucifer wants to see you." The nervous voice of Terrance makes you look up from where you had been writing down notes for a rugaru hunt, and you sigh, before sliding your chair away from the desk and getting off of it.

"Relax a little. You're safe with me. He in the throne room as usual?"

With a quick nod and a yes, Terrance scurries back to get his work for the day done, and you stretch before leaving the room to get to the throne room.

"Y/n, finally! Okay, the rest of you can get lost now, I just wanted her." Lucifer waves away the demons in the room, and they practically fall over eachother to get out. Your eyes trace over Lucifers very familiar jacket, and you smirk.

"Is that my leather jacket?"

Without missing a beat, he pulls you over to him and into a quick hug.

"Mhm yep. I needed my daily dose of Y/n and you were asleep."

Sam Winchester~

"Hey Y/n! I found your hat!" Dean's voice rings out from the library of the bunker, and you rush out from the kitchen where you had been looking.

When you reach the library, Dean is hunched over a body sleeping on an armchair. He slides a plastic spoon into Sam's mouth as the younger Winchester yawns, and on his head, you see your white beanie.

Dean is already taking pictures, so you hang back a few steps to let him get his little pranks set up. Snapping a quick picture of your own, you leave the room to stay out of the prank war about to begin. Thinking about how cute Sam was wearing your beanie while sleeping will probably distract you for the rest of the day.

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Sorry it's a day late! I have the worst memory