"Saturday morning jumped out of bed
and put on my best suit
Got in my car and raced like a jet
All the way to you
Knocked on your door with heart in my hand
To ask you a question
'Cause I know that you're an old-fashioned man, yeah"

"Deannnnnnnnnnnnnnn pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," I begged Dean and put on the best puppy face look I could. Currently, Dean and I were out to go pick up Sam from the library who was researching on a spirit in a small town.

"The answer's no! What did I tell you?" Dean asked as he looked over at me. He looked away quickly. I guess that puppy face is working! "Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole." I thought for a moment...

"Hey!" I shouted, surprising Dean so much he swerved out of his lane. And there went a trail of cars honking at us...

"Son of a bitch (Y/n)! What?!" Oh boy was Dean pissed. I chuckled.

"Well first off, I'm not a guy! So I do get to pick the music. After all, you did just say 'shot gun shuts his cakehole.'" I smirked. I found a loophole, muahahahaha.

"Son of a bitch first that now this?!" Dean muttered. "I'm only doing this once! Got it?! Once! If you stop shouting for the rest of the ride, I'll let you listen to that trashy pop music." I squealed.

"FINALLY!!!!!!" I shouted and immediately, Dean threw a glare in my direction. I laughed sheepishly. I reached my hand out to change the station and on came the song Rude by Magic! Sweetttt.

"Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?
Say yes, say yes 'cause I need to know
You say I'll never get your blessing 'til the day I die
Tough luck, my friend, but the answer is 'No' "

I started singing along. Quietly so that Dean wouldn't get pissed at me. I looked out the window but every now and then I would look on over to Dean. I swear, I would sometimes catch him looking over in my direction...

"Why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know I'm human too? Why you gotta be so rude? I'm gonna marry her anyway." I sang with the radio. Gradually getting louder.

3rd Person 

Dean would look over at (Y/n) every now and then as she sang along. He couldn't help but to fall for her. She was an amazing fighter. Sure she was like a child every now and then but she couldn't help it. She didn't have much of a childhood.

As (Y/n) sang, Dean couldn't help but feel like her voice was the voice of an angel. (Y/n) could easily pass of as an angel... Dean smiled.

"Marry that girl. Marry her anyway. Marry that girl. Yeah, no matter what you say," (Y/n) kept on singing. Dean well... He sort of...

"Marry that girl. And we'll be a family. Why you gotta be so... Rude," Dean started to sing with her. (Y/n) looked over at Dean with a rather surprised look on her face. Dean shrugged and smirked, "What can I say? Guilty pleasure... But not one word of this to Sammy! Alright?"

She laughed. Oh how her laugh was so angelic. When she would have little fits of giggles when she would pull pranks on Dean or Sam. When she had laughed when Dean and Sam did something extremely stupid. It would just bring a smile to Dean's face. Her laugh would make Dean's day 100% brighter. Dean... Dean's in love. As much as he would love to deny it, he can't.

"Of course, Dean." Oh how when she would say his name it would roll off her tongue as if she was born to say his name.

Soon enough, they arrived to the library and Sam went into the back of the Impala. Although, the song still continued to play...

"Woah, how'd you get Dean to listen to this?" Sam asked (Y/n). She smirked. Her smiles, her smirks. It was too much for Dean. But he had somehow had enough willpower to not kiss her right there and then.

"It's a secret Sammy."

"Not one word Sammy. Not one word..." Dean scowled.

Sammy shrugged it off thinking that they were finally a couple and that (Y/n) convinced Dean with sex or something. Somewhere along the ride, though, the 3 of them were caught by Castiel singing along with the radio.

Cas tilted his head, "Did (Y/n) convince Dean to listen to this genre of music with sex?" Unfortunately for (Y/n) she was drinking some water. Once Cas had said this, she immediately turned to the right to have the spit-take be outside the window. Dean, however, swerved the Impala. Again, a trail of car honks could be heard. Dean shut off the music.

"Where the hell did you get that from?!" Dean angrily shouted at Cas, looking at him in the eyes through the rear view mirror.

"You guys aren't going out yet?" Sam asked, also confused. (Y/n) sat there in silence. She was blushing too much to talk.

Fortunately, they arrived at the motel and both Dean and (Y/n) got out of the car and into their own rooms. Sam and Cas looked over at each other as they got out of the car.

"Just watch, they're gonna be going out tomorrow." Sam said and went up to his shared room with Dean. Cas simply shrugged and flew off to do his angel duties.

--Timeskip, the next morning--

Sammy was still getting ready in the motel room when Dean was getting the weapons in the trunk organized. He was humming Rude as he did this. (Y/n) walked out towards the Impala and had heard them.

"Marry that girl. Marry her anyway. Marry that girl. No matter what you say. Marry that girl. And we'll be a family. Why you gotta be so... Rude. Why you gotta be so... Rude. Why you gotta be so rude?" (Y/n) sang. Dean looked over the trunk's hood and saw (Y/n) leaning against the car, smirking.

"Not one word (nickname). Not one word." Dean closed the trunk.

(Y/n) giggled, "Yes, Dean~" There and then, Dean couldn't take it anymore. All 4 of one of the most adorable-est things she did? In one go? No way, he couldn't take it.

He quickly walked over to (Y/n). She stopped leaning against the car and was surprised as to why he was walking so fast over towards her. Dean softly shoved her against the car's frame and put his lips to hers. (Y/n) was taken aback by it but quickly recovered by kissing him back. She moved her arms behind his back. Dean had his hands at her waist. Dean licked the bottom of her lip, pleading for her to open up. She simply rejected and smirked when Dean growled.

"Ahem." Dean immediately took a step back when he heard his brother.

"Uh, we were just- it was just-" The two lovers stuttered out.

"Yeah, sure. Let's just go. I got the back seat." Sam smirked and went to sit in the back. (Y/n) looked over to Dean who was smirking. She smiled then opened the door to sit in the passenger seat.