Title: Replay Life - S6E5 Live Free or Twihard Summary: Before attending Jared’s birthday party, Jensen and (Y/N) continue their Supernatural rewatch. She shows him exactly why so many people love vampires. Main Characters: Jensen Ackles, Reader Other Characters: None Pairing: None Rating: M - Mature Warnings: Fluff/Mild Smut Word Count: 2363 A/N:
When will this woman learn that tequila is not a good idea for her? Let’s home she’s more level-headed come morning, and Jensen can find some way to get through to her.
Title: Replay Life - S5E16 Dark Side of the Moon Summary: During their rewatch, Jensen is surprised to find out that this particular episode is in her top five favorites of all Supernatural episodes. Main Characters: Jensen Ackles, Reader Other Characters: None Pairing: None Rating: E - Everyone Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 2444 A/N:
Title: Replay Life - S4E10 Heaven and Hell Summary: A steamy scene and an emotional ending makes for an interesting night as Jensen tries to push down feelings he buried a long time ago. Main Characters: Jensen Ackles, Reader Other Characters: None Pairing: None Rating: E - Everyone Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 2172 A/N:
Jensen was currently sitting up in the living room watching a movie waiting for his daughter to make it home from the party she had attended that night. It was currently 12:30am and she still wasn’t home and was starting to get worried. He had tried calling and texting her and she wasn’t answering. After 10 more minutes his phone started ringing, it was an unknown number. Normally he doesn’t answer them, but tonight something was telling him that he needed to, what he didn’t know was that phone call was going to crash his heart. A strange feeling washed over him as he answered the phone.
“Hello?” Jensen asked in a tired voice.
“Hello, am I currently speaking to a Mr Jensen Ackles, the father of Ashley Ackles?” The lady on the other end of the call spoke.
Jensen was getting nervous, a lump formed in his throat making it hard to swallow. “Yes. Yes, I am.” he took a breath “May I ask who’s calling?”
“Hi, my name is Dr Mendes, I’m a doctor at Lakewood Hospital, I’m afraid I have some bad new regarding your daughter Ashley.”
Beep beep beep beep beep was the first thing I could hear when I started to wake up. My eyes where still closed but I was awake, I was just too tired maybe weak to open my eyes. Both of my hand were filled with a hand of another, I squeezed my hands as tight as I could, which wasn’t a lot, but the next thing I knew I could hear my dad and mum talking to me.
“Hey sweetie, it’s ok. Open your eyes for me.” I could hear my dad saying.
“Come on baby.” Mum said.
After a few minutes I slowly started to open my eyes and was pulled into a hug from my parents.
“I’m so glad you’re ok sweetie.” Mum said while rubbing her hand down my hair flattening it as she goes.
After spending some time talking to the doctors and my parents I remember that I wasn’t alone in the car, Tyler and Matt where there too.
“OMG!! Please tell me they’re ok. Please. I need to know is Tyler and Matt are ok” I say starting to get a little irritated.
“Sweetie calm down. You don’t want to hurt yourself.” My Dad says trying to calm me down.
“Just tell me they’re ok.” I reply deflated.
“Tyler is ok, he has a concussion but he is going to be released tomorrow.” Dad started saying.
“Well that’s good, how about Matt?.” I interrupted.
“Sweetie.” Mum started and from the tone of her voice I knew something wasn’t ok.
“No. Tell me he’s ok.” I say.
“I’m sorry sweetie. He didn’t make it. He’s gone.” She says in a low voice.
That’s when I started to freak out. It couldn’t be true, he couldn’t be gone. He can’t be. My boyfriend of 2 years was gone and there was no way to bring him back. Why didn’t I just go another way to drop Tyler off last night why did I not make sure it was really clear before pulling out. I just stayed in my hospital bed crying my eyes out in my mother’s arms while my dad held my hand and rubs his thumb over my hand. I had just lost the love of my life. He was dead.
Death is not something that we really like to talk or think about. However, without death our lives would have no context. If we didn’t have any context in life what would our meaning to be alive? Why are we breathing? Why are we still alive? The people around you are your meaning. Individually you can’t create a life with meaning, but together you can with your family and friends, you can build a life with meaning and leave a legacy behind once you’re gone.
It’s hard to know where to begin telling you about this. I wonder if there’s any such thing as beginnings.
3 MONTHS AGO…
At this point in Ashley’s life everything had been normal. She was an A+ Grade student with a bright future ahead of her. She had her loving family surrounded around her and had good health. She had her 5 best friends Veronica, Selena, Bram (Abraham), Taylor and Matt (my boyfriend). She had been friends with Veronica and Selena since they were in kindergarten, she then met Bram in middle school then Taylor and Matt in High School and they six of them because the best of friends. They do everything together. They travel to school together every morning, go to the mall every Friday after school and talk about what friends usually talk about.
This is where our story starts. Ashley, Veronica and Selena were walking down the school hallway from just having gym class and was going to meet the boys for lunch. Once they get to the cafeteria they wait in line to get their food before going to find Matt, Taylor and Bram sitting at there normal table. I sit next to Matt and give him a quick kiss before starting my lunch. We were all eating and taking about the party that was happening on Saturday at Justin’s house. Justin is one of the school popular football players and always had parties whenever his parents went out of town for a weekend. Who knew this was going to be the downfall in Ashley’s life, the moment that changed her life forever.
“So who’s driving who Saturday?” Matt says while drinking some of his water.
“I don’t mind driving, it’s not like I’m gonna drink anyway.” I say while biting into my chicken salad sandwich.
“That makes sense too, you have 7 seats in your car.” Veronica said with a little laugh.
We spent the rest of lunch just talking and eating before finishing the rest of the day and heading home. Since tomorrow was the party we decided to skip the mall this week. Me and Matt went to my house today to do homework and watch TV. I pull my car into the driveway. Mums car wasn’t there meaning she was picking my younger siblings up from school and dad was away at work filming, he was coming home for the weekend though. We get out of the car and head inside get some snacks and head up to my bedroom. We were sitting on my bed with our work spread around us.
“Ok. What did you get for number 16?” Matt asked while fiddling with his pencil.
“Wait. There’s no number 16” I say while going through my papers.
“Hmmmm hmmmm” Matt started humming, in the cute annoying way he always does.
“STOP!” I say while pushing him a little.
“I’m just making sure your awake.” He said with a little smile forming on his lips.
“I’m awake, there’s just something about studying in a bed.” I reply. Since when we normally study together were on the floor with pillows.
“Well I guess I shouldn’t be complaining right. I’m in bed with a smoking hot, intelligent girl.” Matt started off saying before I interrupted him saying “women” which he corrects himself “women”. Then I continue saying “and your on the bed, not in it.” I say with a little smile.
“And I’m worried about math” Matt said.
We continued working for a little more, during that time mum had come home from picking up my younger siblings from school, and we had started working on the the subject we needed to get through, when I remembered something. I got off the bed Matt watching the walk across the room and going into my closet coming out with a black piece of fabric. I chucked them at him.
“You left your boxers here Monday”. I say with a smile.
“Oh no. I left them on purpose. You know to remind you of the wonderful night we had.” He said before grabbing my waist and kissing up my neck, which is when I begin to start giggling. Suddenly there was a knock on my bedroom door.
“Come in” I spoke loudly trying to stop giggling.
“Hello.” Mum said when she entered. “How’s the studying going” she asked.
“It’s going well. Nearly done” I reply,
“Good. Matt you joining us for dinner tonight?” She asked.
“No. Not tonight mum is making her famous spaghetti tonight.” He replied.
“Ok, also remember you father will be home tonight. So we are having his favourite” he should be home around 7.” Mum said before leaving the room.
Matt ends up leaving around 6pm to head home. I packed up all my work and put it away before heading downstairs for the night to spend time with my family. We were all in the living room when we heard the front door open and close. Dad was home. He had just finished filming season 14 of his show and was finally on hiatus. While dad was putting his luggage on the floor we all got up and welcomed him home before having dinner.
“So how was everyone’s day” dad asked. That’s when Zepp, Arrow and JJ start telling three different stories at once.
“Wow wow wow. Slooow down. One at a time. One at a time.” He interrupted. The one by one the all went through what happened to them. While this was happening I continued to eat my food, mums food is always delicious. Especially her spaghetti.
“Ashley, what about you?” Dad asked before taking another mouthful of his dinner.
“Not much really. Went to my lessons. Had gym. Had lunch, we didn’t go to the mall this week since there’s a party tomorrow night and then Matt came over after school so we could study together.” I said.
“What party?” He replied.
“Some guy called Justin. Don’t worry I won’t be drinking, I’m driving us all there and then home. So all I’m drinking is soda.”
“Well that’s ok. Just make sure you get home at a reasonable hour please. I don’t want to be up all night worrying because you’re not home.” Dad said while taking a forkful of his food.
“I promise I’ll be home before midnight.” I replied.
“That’s all I ask.” He replied.
For the rest of the night we spend together as a family. We all relaxed in the living room watching movies and snacking on popcorn and different snacks. It was nice. We don’t get to do this often since dad is away at work for too many months during the year. We all started to go to bed around 11pm, before I went to sleep I got my outfit ready for the party tomorrow night and went off to sleep.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
I could hear the beeping of my alarm like it was in a tunnel getting louder and louder. Slowly I started to wake up, I reached out my arm and turned off my alarm and started to get out of bed. I put on my slippers and my dressing gown on and headed into the bathroom and started getting ready for the day ahead. Around 8am I was finished and made my way downstairs. While walking down the hallway of her house she could smell the sizzling delicious smell of bacon cooking coming from the kitchen. When the kitchen comes into view she see her dad and mum standing in the kitchen cooking breakfast together. I make my way over to the kitchen table and start to pour myself a glass of orange juice that was already on the table.
“Morning sweetie.” Mum said when she saw me walking across the room.
“Morning.” I say before drinking half of my glass.
“How did you sleep last night?” Mum asked
“I had a good night sleep.” I replied.
We went along with our morning. Around 8pm I was all ready for the party and texted everyone I was ready and was about to leave to pick everybody up. I made my way downstairs and picked up my car keys from the bowl and walked into the living room.
“I’m about to leave. I’ll try and get home before midnight ok. I’ll text you when we leave the party so you don’t have to worry ok.” I say from the doorway to my dad.
“That’s ok sweetie. We’re not going anywhere tonight so we’ll be home.” He replied.
I got in my car, I collected everyone from their houses and made it to Justin’s house. I parked my car on his street and we all made our way inside.
“Um.. 11:45 at the car.” I say so we all agree on a time to head home.
“Now let’s have some fun.” Matt said while he came closer to me to give me a kiss under my ear, which caused me to giggle.
We all spent our night dancing around the backyard drinking. I only have 1 drink and stayed drinking cola and water for the rest of the night. The party was in full swing and everyone was drinking and dancing and were having a good time. It currently 11:45pm when we got in the car and left the party.
We all got in the car still laughing and having fun from the night that had just happened. I drove for about 10 minutes to Veronica house where I was dropping her off and Selena since she was staying over at her house next was Bram, then it was just Tyler, Matt and me. I was currently sitting at a red light singing along to the radio and just being our normal selves. After about 2 minutes light changed to green and I slowly started to move. When I reached the middle of the intersection of the road, out of the corner of my eye I could suddenly see bright white lights coming straight to us and hitting the car from the passenger side. The place were Matt was sitting. At first I didn’t know what to do. Blood was coming down my head from where I hit it on my door window. Matt wasn’t moving or talking and sight was getting shorter and shorter. The last thing I remember before I passed out was that I could see flashing lights and hear sirens.
It had been awhile since Ashley’s had been really happy. At the end of the last school year she was not in the right space of mind. She has been hurting. Hurting herself and then one night she messed up and go caught by her mother and that’s when she knew her life was going to change for the good. That’s when Ashley broke down, and told all her secrets to her mother, she told her everything about she felt alone and that she wasn’t pretty enough and loads more. Over a 30 minute span her mother had found out a lot that she had missed. Her own daughter was hurting herself. She wasn’t eating properly, she was hiding food in her room and keeping diary tracking her weight and noting down what she had ate that day, and how much she needed to work out or throw up to stay at the “perfect weight” she was currently at. She was cutting herself and not really sleeping. At this point in her life, on a conscious level, she new what she was doing was wrong. She knew if she kept doing this to herself she would die, but she didn’t want to listen to that voice in her head, she was only listening to the negative one. Ashley wanted to get help but didn’t want anyone to know as she didn’t want to be seen any differently in their eyes. So her mother and father got in contact with a treatment centre in Chicago, it was a very well recommended facility and 2 weeks before school ended she flew to Chicago with her mother to the centre and got checked in. Danneel stayed in Chicago for about a week before heading back home, she also promised to keep people from knowing her secrets. Since her siblings were quite young she knew her parents wouldn’t have told them anything about what was really going on and come up with a little lie about me going away to a summer camp that I wanted to go to at the beginning of the school year. However she was at a treatment centre in Chicago. She will be spending the next 6 weeks getting help for what she has been going through in silence for so long. During her time there she was going to be going to therapy sessions, group therapy sessions. She would get a balanced meal to help with weight gain. She couldn’t eat alone as she was used to eat very little in her normal day to day life. This was the next 6 weeks of her life and she needed to get better. This is Ashley Ackles story, and what lead her to this place in her life
Warnings: Swearing, Injury, Mentions of Drinking, Anxiety, Mentions of a Break In, Sweet!Misha, Sweet!Funny!Smartass!Jared, Sweet!Funny!Protective!Flirty!Irritated!Jensen (Just Jensen all the way around)
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Summary: Being a makeup artist on set for the last fourteen years has had it’s perks. You’ve been close with all the stars that have stepped through your trailer, but Jared and Jensen have definitely made more visits than most. After something turns your life upside down before Thanksgiving, One of your amazing friends is quick to help.
This is for Kayla’s { @one-shots-supernatural } Autumn Challenge. My prompts were Apple Cider, Pumpkin Carving and Thanksgiving.
I’m WAY overdue to getting this out, but of course since it’s Kayla’s challenge, I’ve had a straight shot of being able to talk to her about it. Though it’s crazy late, she’s still excited for it and I hope you all enjoy it!!
Series Warnings: Language, Break-Ups, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mild Violence, Talk of Domestic Abuse
Chapter Warnings: Language, Violence
Series Summary: After a hard breakup, Jensen decides to throw himself into organizing a Music Festival in Austin that is meant to raise money for a few of his most cherished charities and organizations. As he throws himself into planning it, he stumbles upon a spirited, undiscovered performer, who he convinces to come aboard to help plan and coordinate the event with him.
What transpires after that takes both Jensen and his new friend, by surprise. But when their respective pasts come back just before the event kicks off in Austin, they will both have to decide if the unexpected feelings are worth perusing, or if they should just walk away and go on with their lives.
Songs in this chapter:You Belong With Me by Steve Carlson and Love Is Here To Stay Frank Sinatra.
Chapter Summary: The consequences of Nathan’s assault are graver than anyone thinks. But everyone tries to pick up the pieces and move on with the future that lies ahead.
WC: 14K with Song Lyrics. Song lyrics in bold and italic are not written by me.
I… damn… I… there is nothing I can say that will fully express the emotions that this chapter, this series, elicit in me.
My heart raced and skipped and broke and swelled and… just all the feelings. No matter how much angst there is, this story never fails to make me feel joy and oh so grateful that I have been blessed with the privilege to read such a masterpiece.
Babes, this legit made me tear up, thank you sooooo much!!! Its been so long since I started this story, and I didn’t think anyone was even reading it anymore! One chapter left and I am dreading saying goodbye to Trix and Hollywood, I love them so much!!!!
Again, thank you for your wonderful words and feedback, they mean the world to me!!!
Summary: Stuck at the Airport on Christmas Eve, awaiting your flight to New York. Your co-star, Jensen Ackles, is awaiting his flight to Austin Texas. One flight delayed, the other right on time and leaving within the hour. Is it all worth it? One of the things you have to remember, no one deserves to be alone on Christmas.
A/N: Here is the finale part to this series! Thank you to everyone who stuck with me through this series. Feedback is greatly appreciated! Happy Reading Y’all!
If you were on this series tag list and would like to stick with me for more, please shoot me an ask :)
Donna lead you to the basement door, telling you that she saw Jensen head down there with his brother and sister, who were only visiting for a couple of hours to see him. Josh, his older brother, brought his nephew along with him, his sister brought her husband along.
As you made your way down the stairs, you could hear the laugher growing louder and louder, Jensen’s sticking out more than anyone else. By the time you got to the bottom, you found all of them sitting on the couch and the floor in a circle. The second Jensen saw you, he stood up, making his way over to you. Please wrap your arm around me, you thought to yourself.
Being a single father was never Jensen’s plan, but when his wife unexpectedly passes away just months after giving birth to their little girl, that is exactly what he becomes. His life has been about nothing but his daughter for years. Now Gen and Jared think it’s time for him to move on, and they may know just the right girl to help him do it. Jensen is not so sure. Will he give it a shot? Or will the ghost of his dead wife make him ruin what could possibly be the best thing to ever happen to him and his family?
everybody needs to read this. i keep up with the updates like my life depends on it.
also part 12… MY HEART HURTS SO BAD I WAS SPENDING THE NIGHT AT A FRIENDS HOUSE AND READ IT AFTER SHE FELL ASLEEP AND I WAS SO CLOSE TO CRYING AND AGHH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH
Warnings: Angst, douchebag ex, self doubt and insecurities.
@winchester-writes asked “Sssoooo I’ve been feeling super lonely and shit recently (you know my usual bs but just a little more heightened.) I would like a Jensen x Reader pwease, maybe she’s like shy, feels like she’ll ruin being in a relationship with someone again or that she’ll never truly be loved by someone and afraid she’ll end up pushing away the right one. Rip my heart out but I also wanna feel all giddy from your fluff. Basically…just do you boo lol you never disappoint ;)” I love you sweets - I hope you see yourself the way I do.
You looked at the screenshot image again for the hundredth time before reading the sentence that asshole sent you for the millionth.
“You know you’re not good enough for him. Trust me, I know. You’re not.”
Brian was an ex-boyfriend that you should’ve blocked months ago, as he kept finding ways to creep back into your life and put you down – even more so than when you had been dating him. You made the mistake of opening up to him about your insecurities, and he used them against you like a weapon cutting through your flesh.
The screenshot was from a recent red-carpet event: Jensen with his arm around your waist, smiling and laughing at the cameras. The two of you weren’t even dating, you were close friends, though you’d be a fool to not recognize how fast you’d fallen for Jensen over the years that you’d known him. Brian had always been jealous that you worked on a show with such good-looking men and did his best to make you feel like you didn’t measure up. He criticized your acting, your looks, everything. When you finally broke it off with him, he blamed you. He said you ruined the relationship with your anxieties, and that no one would ever be able to love someone like you.
A/N: Jensen and Y/n are childhood best friends. When his agent informs him that his image could use some improvement for a role, will she help him? Or will her feelings get in the way?
A holiday (Christmas centric) Jensen x Female!Reader Best Friends to Lovers series for @spnchristmasbingo (I know I’ve missed the due date - I’m sorry!). This chapter and others will fill the square of ‘fake dating’. Un-beta’d, so all mistakes are mine. Header created by me with images from Google. Chapter word count: 4615
Series Warnings: cursing, angst-ish at times if you squint, but mostly all the fluff.
I consider this an AU, as Jensen is single in this fic. This is completely a work of fiction, and I wouldn’t want his reality to be any different, this is purely for entertainment.
Jensen walked through the kitchen and towards the garage, hearing his name being called behind him, but pretending he didn’t hear. He needed to get out of the house and get some fresh air. He wasn’t trying to be rude, and he really did love his family, but he felt like he needed to escape and be in his own head for a few, so he strode down the driveway. Shoving his hands in his pockets he allowed his feet to carry him down the sidewalk and turn right, unconsciously taking the route his memory knew from so many nights of walking home from your house.
So many thoughts were clouding his mind that it was difficult to keep a train of thought. Had you really loved him for so long? How had he not known? What would have changed if he did? He felt guilt and elation in tandem – knowing that you’d always felt this way about him made him happier than he’d ever expect but knowing that your love went unnoticed by him for so many years made him drown in sorrow. Knowing that he’d hurt you by leaving and knowing now that you chose not to tell him about your feelings because of his want to pursue acting, left him feeling hollow about the choices he’d made in life.
A/N: Jensen and Y/n are childhood best friends. When his agent informs him that his image could use some improvement for a role, will she help him? Or will her feelings get in the way?
A holiday (Christmas centric) Jensen x Female!Reader Best Friends to Lovers series for @spnchristmasbingo. This chapter and others will fill the square of ‘fake dating’. Un-beta’d, so all mistakes are mine. Header created by me with images from Google. Chapter word count: 3446
Series Warnings: cursing, angst-ish at times (if you squint), but mostly all the fluff.
I consider this an AU, as Jensen is single in this fic. This is completely a work of fiction, and I wouldn’t want his reality to be any different, this is purely for entertainment.
Jensen woke to his cell buzzing on his nightstand, reaching blindly to silence the pestering noise. Lying on his back, he quickly peered through one half opened eye to see what all the fuss was about. Seeing it was Stacy, he hit the side button to reject her call, vowing he’d return it after ten more minutes of sleep. As he rested his head back on the pillow, you stretched slightly and rolled to face him as you slept, reminding him of how he’d carried you to his bed last night. You reached for him and pulled yourself under his arm to cuddle against him, throwing a leg over his as he laid on his back. He loved waking up next to you, no matter where it was. You’d shared a bed multiple times in your long friendship and he’d never felt as rested as when you were next to him, even if the vacancy was filled by someone else.
Summary:Instinct is the hottest BDSM club on the scene, and Jensen goes out for the night looking for an escape. But instead he finds something that he never anticipated, and his own instincts won’t let him resist.
Pairing: Alpha!Jensen x Omega!Reader Rating:18+ Tags: Omegaverse, Alpha!Jensen, Omega!Reader, Dom!Jensen, Sub!Reader, BDSM play, BDSM club, exhibitionism, public sex, possessive alpha, rough sex, soulmates, claiming Word Count:3.2k Created for:@spndeanbingo - Exhibitionism | @spnabobingo - Public Sex | @j3bingo - Backstage
A/N:Written@katbratsupernaturalwhore ’s monthly commission ❤️❤️ who doesn’t love a bit of possessive Alpha Jensen?
Jensen is brimming with anticipation as he pushes through the heavy soundproof door at the base of the staircase. The buzz of the crowd pulsing to the beat of the heavy techno music envelops him as he picks a path through the dancing clusters of people. This is the tamer area, the dance floor and the bar for people who just want to dip their toes into the danger – the real party is in the back, and that’s exactly where Jensen is headed.
I checked the clock on the wall for what seemed like the millionth time. It showed it was a little after ten and I still hadn’t drunk enough to be able to fall asleep without seeing her. There wasn’t much of a crowd here tonight, max the bartender stood behind the bar wiping down glasses and just staring out at the few people who were in here tonight. I downed the rest of my scotch I motioned for another, he just walked up slowly pouring me another round before he spoke.
“Slow night tonight.” I just nod and take a long gulp and welcome the burn from the alcohol. He put down the white rag he had been holding in front of me, leaning against the bar in front of me he sighed heavily. “She still hasn’t come around?”
I shook my head, sighing along with him. “Dont think she ever will.”
“What makes you think that?” Max tilts his head to the side.
I chuckle slightly before taking another long drink from the glass, hoping the burn will stop my heart from hurting so much. “She moved on man.”
He shook his head, “I doubt that. Yall were great together, anyone could see the love you two had for each other.”
“Trust me, she’s done with me. She’s got someone else.” It hurt like hell to say that out loud but the truth was the truth. A group of men sat down at the bar across from where I was sitting, max said he’d be back in a minute and walked over to get them their drinks. As I finished off the rest of mine and placed my glass down on the bar top I realize I know the one guy in the group of three. It’s him, y/n’s new boyfriend. I’ve never met the man myself but I did see him with her about a week ago when I ran into her.
Jared and I sat on the bench at the park watching his kids were running around and playing. As I watched the kids play I couldn’t help but wish that you were there with me. Jared nudged my shoulder pulling me from my thoughts, “how you doing man?”
I sigh and shake my head, “surviving.”
Jared’s eyes went back to watching his kids, “yeah, have you tried calling her?”
“No, she wouldn’t answer even if I did." I rub my hands together as I lean forward resting my forearms on my thighs.
"She might, but you have to try."
I scoff, "man she hates me, the things I said to her. That was some harsh shit.”
Jared chuckled, leaning forward as I was. “Couples have arguments, me and gen have had some pretty bad ones. But in the end we worked through it because we love each other. Trust me, I had to swallow my pride several times to make things right. And you know what?” He didnt continue until I looked at him, “It was worth it. Yeah it may have been difficult at first but look what I have now. I wouldn’t have had this beautiful life if I had let my pride get in the way.”
I let his words sink in, had I been letting my pride get in the way of my happiness? He smiled at me and clapped me on the shoulder, I smiled in return “I think I’m gonna…”
“Get outta here man.” He laughed as I stood from the bench quickly making my way across the grass. I waved to the kids as I fished my phone out of my pocket, scrolling through the contacts until I found her name. My finger hovered over the call button but just as I was about to push it I heard her voice.
“Jensen?” There she stood in a beautiful yellow strapless dress her hair flowing around her as the summer breeze blew around us. She stood there her eyes wide in shock probably the same as mine.
I chuckled and smiled as I put my phone back in my pocket. “I was just getting ready to call you. Talk about perfect timing.” Her eyes scanned the park avoiding my gaze. “You look amazing.” I stepped closer to her, she crossed her arms across her chest as her eyes cast down to her feet.
“What are you doing here?” Her voice was distant and cold. I couldnt blame her though I’m sure she hates me, but Jared’s words were still ringing I my mind and I had to try.
“I wanted to talk to you, do you have a minute?”
I could see the wheels in her head turning as she thought it over. “I don’t think..”
“Just five minutes. Please.”
She sighed heavily and checked her watch, she looked at me with a raised brow, “fine, five minutes. That’s it because I have things to do.”
I smiled and nodded, I spotted a bench a few feet away and gestured towards it. “Can we sit?” She looked behind her then back at me, she wasn’t going to make this easy. “Please.”
She let out a breath, “fine.” She turned not waiting for me and walked to the bench. She crossed her legs and folded her hands over her knees. I sat down beside her, her perfume wafting in my nostrils and my heart fluttered in my chest. “Are you going to talk or just stare at me?”
I chuckled at her words, God how I have missed her. I watched as her hair floated in the breeze, her grey eyes sparkled in the summer sun and her lips so luscious and pink. Her skin was tanner than it had been since I last saw her. “You look amazing. Absolutely beautiful.” I went to tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear but she moved away.
“Dont, jensen.” She tucked the hair behind her ear, “if you dont mind I’d like to get this over with.”
“Right.” I swallowed but my mouth had suddenly went dry. “I want to apologize.”
“For?”
“That night, I said alot of horrible things and I realize now that I didn’t mean a single word I said.” I watch as her expression never wavers, I clear my throat and continue. “I have been absolutely miserable for the past two months and I know it’s my fault.”
She chuckled, “yeah that’s a given.”
I sighed, “the house is so empty without you. There’s no life to it, there’s no life to me anymore.”
She looked away, “you really hurt me. More than anyone has ever hurt me before.”
I heard the tremble in her voice, “I know and I’m so sorry." I place my hand over one of hers, "but if you’ll let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you." Her eyes met mine and I could see the unshed tears there, she smiled sadly at me and pulled her hand away.
"Jensen, I’m glad you realize now that you have made a mistake and I accept your apology, but I’m sorry.” She wiped her eyes, “what it took you two months to realize, I knew the second I met you. I knew how miserable my life would be without you. I knew I never wanted to be without you but what you said to me that night crushed me. It showed me that you and I were never on the same page.”
“But that’s the thing.” I rushed to get the words out because her words were tearing me apart. “We are on the same page and we were then too. I was just to dumb to realize it. Just give me another chance please.”
She stood from the bench wiping another stray tear from her cheek. “I’m sorry Jensen. I moved on.” My heart shattered all over again at her words. Her eyes filled with more tears that she tried to hold back. “ and you suggest you do the same." I looked up into those beautiful eyes and saw the pain behind the facade she was putting on, "bye jensen.”
I watched as she walked away, a man waved in her direction and she waved back. That must be him. He engulfed her in a hug, I watched as worry replaced his happy smile as his fingers wiped her tears away. She was shaking her head and he glanced in my direction before wrapping his arms around her shoulders leading her away.
My eyes stayed on him for a few more moments before max appeared before me. “Another round?”
I nodded and as he refilled my glass I pulled one of the large napkins from behind the counter. “You got a pen?” I ask he raises a brow at me and pulled one from his shirt pocket. “Thanks.” He nodded and left me to my drink, I glanced at the man across the bar one more time before I uncapped the pen and began to write.
‘You don’t know me and I don’t know you but you and I both love the same woman. I just wanted to give you some important info that I took for granted when I had the honor to be with the most amazing woman in the world. She loves movie nights, anything romantic or funny but her favorites is the classics. The old black and white ones that are so cheesy but to see her smile as the scenes play out makes it all worth watching. She also loves sitting on the porch watching the summer rain with a glass of red wine, when you wrap your arms around her on the porch swing she will sigh in contentment and you’ll have your whole world right there and think to yourself could it get any better. She had a amazing sense of humor and needs someone who can make her smile and laugh, those small little moments is what she wants the most. You may not know it but she talks to mom on the phone while she thinks you’re not listening about babies and raising them in her dream country home. I couldnt fit everything in on this napkin but it’s just a few things I think you should know, things I took for granted. So cherish every moment you have with her and love her the best way you can. Be everything I can’t. Signed another man.’
As I replace the cap on the pen I let out a long shaky breath, I motion for max and he looks at me questionably seeing as I didn’t need a refill. “Hey man can you do me a favor?” He nods, “see that guy across the way there, the one in the middle?” He glances behind him and nods when he looks back at me. “Can you pass this along with his next drink, but dont tell him it’s from me.”
Max hesitantly takes the napkin and glanes over the words, “you sure?”
“Yeah.” I smile sadly at him and he places the napkin I his shirt pocket waiting for then to finish his beer. I sip on my scotch as I wait as well and finally he motions for another round. I watch as his two friends walk out of the bar and as max places another beer in front of him. My heart drops as max pulls the makeshift note out of his pocket and hands it to him. They exchange a few words and then max retreats eyeing me for a moment.
When I finish off my scotch max walks over asking if I need another. I nod, “thanks for helping me out man.”
“That had to be tough.” He says as he places my glass back down.
“One of the hardest things I had to ever do. But she’ll be better off now that he knows.” I say watching as the man reads the note. His brow furrows while he does so and I fight back the tears because I know I just gave him the play by play to be the man of y/n’s dreams. The things I knew when we were together but never appreciated.
I look down at my scotch, suddenly the alcohol didn’t seem so appealing to me. I handed max a few bills and thanked him for the drinks. Before I stood up I watched as the man started looking around the bar I guess trying to find a familiar face to go along with the note. As I walk slowly to the door I see he looks over at me and recognizes me after a moment. I nod and smile sadly at him and walk out of the bar, now she can be truly happy even if I never will be.
Warnings- Language, fluff, plotting friends, bad exes smut/implied smut
A/N- It’s the first time I’ve done RPF. It’s season 7, but for the purpose of this fic some of the characters made earlier season appearances than they actually did on the show. Thank you @deanwanddamons for your help this story. This is the final chapter, but at least two time stamps are planned. Thank you for coming on this ride with me!
Summary- Some of the cast members of Supernatural have been watching the interaction of two close friends around each other. Neither one will admit to there being anything more between them. With the most magical season of the year upon them, what better time to open their eyes? Brianna and the girls, along with some help from Jared have come up with just the way to accomplish that. But are Jensen and the reader going to cooperate, or are they going to foil their plans?
Chapter Summary- The truth comes out and the gang wraps up their vacation.
The two of you are a little wrapped up in each other, and don’t notice the silence surrounding you right away.
Jensen slowly pulls back and looks at you with a soft smile. “Happy New Year, Sweetheart.”
“Happy New Year, Jens,” you whisper back.
“What the… what was that??” Felicia yells out.
“What?” Jensen questions.
Bri silently moves her finger back and forth between the two of you, just staring.
“It’s New Year’s, isn’t a kiss at midnight customary?” Jensen asks his friends, trying his best to hide a smirk, but failing.
“That didn’t look friendly, pretty sure there might have been some tongue action,” Rich interjects.
You are back to standing side by side with Jensen, his arm once again around your shoulders. He looks down at you with a smile and clinks his glass with your forgotten one before taking a drink. “There might have been.”
“Alright, what the hell is going on?” Kim wants to know, then scolds, “You can’t just play with the girl’s heart.”
“Can’t a guy give his girlfriend a kiss, without an interrogation?” Jensen throws back.
You’ve been silent this time, not a hundred percent sure where your boyfriend was going with this up to now. When he had told you this morning, or yesterday morning now, that he was sure of his feelings and wanted to tell your friends, you told him it was his call. If he was ready to let others in, despite the possible consequences you would be okay with it. Honestly, you would like to be able to have his arm around you, or grab his hand when you go out.
“Your what?”
“Jared said that…”
“What?”
“When did this happen?”
“You two are dating?”
You are pretty sure shock factor has been achieved.
“Wait a minute,” Jared speaks up, “you told me you were seeing someone.”
“We’ve been dating a few months now,” Jensen tells your friends while smiling down at you.
“Who’s the Mindy you’ve been constantly on the phone with?” Jared asks.
“She’s our realtor,” Jensen answers.
“A pain in the ass,” you say at the same time you say.
“Why do you need a realtor?” Felicia questions.
“Because someone got it in their head that we should get a new place now,” you say with a roll of your eyes.
“She’s reaching out a lot for a realtor,” Bri says.
“That’s because she wants two things. One, the money from the commission. I told Jensen that’s why she keeps pushing the fancy condos and houses.”
“She’s just giving us options,” your boyfriend argues, to which you roll your eyes.
“We don’t need that up here right now, nor do we have the time to mess with a yard.”
“What’s the other thing she wants?” Gen asks, interpreting you.
“Jensen,” you tell her.
“That’s not true, she knows we’re looking for a bigger place together. She is just doing her job,” he comes back with.
“She thinks I’m your roommate, since we weren’t telling anyone we’re dating. She ignores me, and can’t seem to take her hands off you anytime we meet with her.”
“Um, you two aren’t going to get in a fight and break up now that you told us you’re together are you?” Misha asks.
“No, this isn’t a new disagreement anyways. One of us wants to move and the other doesn’t.”
You don’t notice the look of surprise on Jensen’s face as you say this.
“Wait. Y/N, Gen saw you upset after Jensen told me he was seeing someone,” Jared questions you.
“I wasn’t upset that he was seeing someone. I know you, and you weren’t going to let it go. I wasn’t sure how I really felt about this getting out.”
“Yeah, about that,” Bri interjects, “why the secrecy?”
“You’re all missing the bigger point here,” Rich calls out before you can answer.
“What’s that?” Felicia asks.
“These assholes are already together, this plan was a bust.”
“No,” Bri argues back, “the plan is the reason we know they are dating. If we didn’t do this, who knows how long it would have stayed a secret.”
“I don’t know that it would have gone on that much longer,” Jensen answers quietly. “Now if you’ll excuse us, since the cat is out of the bag, I’m going to finish ringing in the New Year with my girl.” He turns and quickly tosses you over his shoulder after saying that. You squeal in surprise as Jensen carries you out of the room.
“And we even gave you the good bedroom, too!” Rich yells after you.
“Thanks for that!” Jensen calls back.
He carries you over his shoulder through the basement and up the stairs to the kitchen. You expect him to put you down, but he just heads for the next set of stairs.
“Set me down, I can walk you know.”
“Nope, you’re all mine now.”
He moves quickly down the hallway toward the bedroom. The door shuts behind the two of you and he walks over and sets you on the bed. You tilt your head up to kiss him, but are surprised when he steps back instead of leaning down to meet your lips. He moves to sit on the window seat, while you are seated across from him on the bed. The look on his face telling you he is thinking about something.
“What’s going on in that mind of yours Jensen?”
He bites his lip and looks up at you.
“You know, I’m not upset you told them right, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“Good to know, but that isn’t it. You really don’t want to move?”
“No, I like our place. We were both excited about it when we found it. We weren’t short on space before we started dating. Personally, I didn’t think that had changed. Why do you want to move so badly?”
“I thought we should get a place that was ours.”
You’re silent for a second, thinking about what he said. “We do have a place that is ours, though. We might not have been dating when we picked it out, but we chose it together. There are a lot of good memories there. It’s close to Jared’s building, not too far from some of our favorite places.”
“I thought you just hadn’t liked any of the places Mindy has shown us yet.”
“Honestly, I really haven’t. They aren’t really my style, I’m surprised they are yours.”
“They aren’t. Only the first two places were semi close to what I told her we were looking for.”
“Okay, well can we come back to this later? Give our place another shot before you have us rushing out the door?”
“I can do that. If you’re happy there, then so am I.”
“I am. I would be even happier if you would get over here and join me on this bed like I thought you were going to.”
He laughs, “Well since the cat’s out of the bag I guess I don’t have to keep my hands to myself anymore.”
“Nope, definitely not.”
With a smirk he slowly makes his way over to you, and leans down giving you a soft kiss which quickly turns demanding. You scoot back on to the bed, and Jensen follows, pushing you to lay back. The two of you hadn’t let things get extremely close this week with everyone else around, so you were both enjoying reconnecting. When he pulls back for air, his hand gently caresses your face.
“I’ve missed this.”
“Me too,” you tell him.
He leans back and meets your lips in a hard kiss, and it doesn’t take long for things to get steamy between the two of you. Clothes slowly start to work their way off, his hands moving over your body as yours do the same with his. He teases you with his fingers before finally sliding his throbbing dick in and filling you up.
“I’ve really missed this.”
Leaning up, you kiss him again. “Me too, but I’ve really missed you actually moving,” you say with a smirk.
He once again finds your lips, before starting a steady pace pounding into you. Moans and groans fill the room. He has you falling apart underneath him before he finds his own release. Sweaty and oh so sated the two of you fall asleep tangled up in one another.
The next morning you wake up in your favorite place, curled into Jensen, with his arms holding you close. The light snores tell you he is still asleep. Slowly tilting your head up, you take in the features of the man who holds your heart.
“I can feel you staring at me,” he mumbles.
“Not starring, admiring.”
“Still creepy.”
“Like you don’t do it.”
“I don’t get caught.”
“That’s not true, there was that one…” You are cut off when Jensen moves so he is laying on top of you, and quickly covers your mouth with his own. When he pulls back after a few minutes you continue, “that I woke up to you…” Once again he cuts you off in the same fashion.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says when he rolls back to his side.
It takes a little while, but the two of you finally manage to find your way out of bed. After pulling on sweats you walk out of the room holding Jensen’s hand. When you both enter the kitchen, a few of your friends are in there grabbing their own breakfast and call out their greetings. After returning them, you let go of Jensen’s hand while he heads to the coffee pot and you start making yourself a glass of hot chocolate.
“I was going to ask how your night was,” Bri says, coming over to stand next to you, “but the hickey on your neck answers that.”
You hadn’t paid attention to that in your brief glance in the mirror. Jensen comes over to grab the drink out of your hand to take over to the table. When he starts to turn Bri gently tugs on his Henley pulling the collar away from his neck.
“Oh look you match.”
Turning, Jensen just gives her a questioning look.
“The little love bite on your neck. Your girlfriend has one too.”
The man smirks, turning from Bri to you and says, “Just one? I thought I left more than that. You must not be able to see the others.’
Your mouth isn’t the only one that drops open at that. You shake your head as he walks away.
“You have some explaining to do, missy,” Bri points her finger at you for emphasis.
“I know, and I will. Can we at least wake up a little first?”
“You can’t cry hangover headache to put this off. There wasn’t nearly enough alcohol flowing last night, especially with the champagne mix up.”
“I know, can we at least get through breakfast first?”
“What are we getting through breakfast for?” Felicia asks, walking in with a yawn.
“An explanation for whatever is going on,” Bri answers.
“Uh, most definitely,” Kim adds, joining the group, “but I need my coffee first.”
You hear Jensen groan from the table as you are grabbing a few breakfast rolls for the two of you. “Food first, talk later,” you tell them.
“Do we have to talk?” Jensen mumbles to you when you sit down.
“We do. After everything this week, they deserve the truth. Plus, you’re the one who let the cat out of the bag.”
He pouts as he takes a bite out of his cinnamon roll. This morning he seems to be taking his time with his breakfast. He gets up occasionally to get something else, but it’s always just one piece of bacon, or sausage, then another half cup of coffee.
“Why don’t you fill a plate and sit down, instead of whatever you’re doing.”
“Are you two done yet?” Bri calls out from the other end of the kitchen.
“Nope, still picking,” Jensen replies.
“Ah, now I understand. This is your way of dragging out breakfast so you don’t have to talk isn’t it?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he responds as he gets up to fill a glass of juice this trip.
Rolling your eyes, you just shake your head. After he sits down again, you get up to start cleaning up breakfast, as almost everyone else is finished. Jensen is too busy cutting up his sausage into little pieces to notice what you, Gen and Kim are doing.
“Okay, talking time,” Kim announces as you finish putting the food away.
“I’m not done yet,” your boyfriend complains.
“Foods gone, yes you are,” Gen tells him
At that comment he looks around the kitchen before letting out a sigh. You walk over holding out your hand to him, “Come on handsome, we’ve got some explaining to do.”
Standing up, he puts his arm around your waist as he walks into the living room area with you, where all your friends are gathered. He sits down in the empty chair and pulls you down to sit on his leg.
“Okay, what would you like to know,” he asks the group.
“How long has this been going on?”
“When did this start?”
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Why the secrecy?”
“Why didn’t I know?”
The questions come from all around, the last one being from Jared.
You look back at Jensen, who is looking at you. “I’ll take the ‘how long, you get the ‘why’,” he tells you.
Nodding in response you turn back to your friends.
“Things started toward the end of October. Actually, I would say it was the night of the studio’s Halloween party.”
“I remember that party. I also remember you drinking more than you usually would at one of those things,” Jared says.
You shake your head in agreement.
“Hey,” Jensen pokes your side.
“Well, you did,” you respond. “It’s also the reason for the conversation on the way home. Sober Jensen wouldn’t have said those things, just Nesnej.”
“I might have, eventually,” he argues.
“Sure…”
“So sober or not aside,” Bri interrupts, “this has been going on for over two months now.”
“Yeah,” you confirm with a slight grimace.
“Why didn’t any of us know?” Felicia questions.
“That’s on her, and a little on Jared,” Jensen answers.
“What? How is that my fault?” your friend asks.
“Goes back to what I told you the other night about why I hadn’t said anything,” Jensen answers. Jared just looks at him confused. “We didn’t want anymore outside opinions, or meddling,” Jensen tells him
“Oh.”
“The other reason, and the big one for me, was my ex. I’ve talked to Felicia and Gen about him awhile back, but I don’t know if I’ve told the rest of you about Josh?” You take over.
The rest of the group shakes their heads.
“We had been dating for almost a year before I started on Supernatural. It wasn’t a good year. He was always the first to criticize any part I played, anything I did when we were together. At first I thought it was so I could do things better, then I realized it was just to make himself feel better. After I started the show, he began saying I had to be sleeping with one or both of the guys. That was the only way they would still want me around.”
“You know it’s not true, Ackles and I have always loved working with you, right? Maybe Ackles a little bit more,” Jared tries to reassure you.
“It took a little bit of time for me to get there, but I do now. Thanks, Jare.”
Jensen squeezes your hip to reassure you also. Putting your hand over the top of his you squeeze back before continuing.
“Jensen and I ran into him when we were in Indianapolis for the convention. He saw us together, and started talking about how he had been right all along. I was just sleeping with the cast to keep my job. I was just afraid of that rumor getting out and what it would do for the show, and Jensen’s reputation.”
“And I told you I’m not worried about what that little asshole would try to do to me,” your boyfriend tells you, as he leans up and kisses you on the cheek.
“Well, your PR team might. Especially if he caused a big enough stir.”
Jensen just shrugs.
“And like Jensen said, we wanted to figure things out between us, and see where things were going before any extra pressure was added. If we ended up being better off as friends we didn’t want to make things awkward around our friends.”
No one spoke up right away, just taking in everything you both said.
“Are you still worried about what Josh will do now?” Felicia asks.
“I am a little, but Jensen isn’t. Like he said, he never was.”
“You do know, you will have to make this deceit up to us somehow, right?” Bri questions.
“Not surprised,” you answer. You look back to Jensen. “We are sorry for keeping you all in the dark. As for this trip you planned with your crazy idea to push us together, you’re all nuts. But thanks for caring so much about our happiness.”
Your boyfriend didn’t say anything, so you pinch his leg. “Yeah, thanks for all your interfering again.”
You roll your eyes, but let it go.
“When you first got here you two were trying to come up with ideas to not share the bed, when we told you the room arrangements,” Kim throws out.
“Doesn’t mean one of us was actually going to sleep on the floor,” Jensen responds.
“I heard you tell Mindy, or whatever her name is on the phone, ‘you know what I like.’ There’s nothing between the two of you?” Jared wants to know.
“I was referring to houses. Yes, really just a realtor. But after talking with Y/N last night, I don’t think we’re going to be moving right now.”
There aren’t any more questions for the two of you right now. The group breaks up, Jensen and Jared take Tom sledding. Bri, Kim, Felicia, Gen, and yourself start taking down the Christmas decorations on the main floor. Ruth and Jaci start organizing the kitchen, setting out anything your group brought with you on the counter. Some of the other guys had gone skiing.
When the Christmas decorations are down, they are all carried out to Kim and Bri’s cars. Next you help Gen load up Tom’s Christmas presents. After a small lunch, you head up to your bedroom to clean up your things. It doesn’t take long for Jensen to join you upstairs, his clothes having managed to spread out even more than yours.
“I was going to hit the slopes this afternoon, are you interested in joining?” he asks, walking over to his suitcase with dirty clothes.
“I might be persuaded to join. Although, I think I might stick to some of the easier runs.”
“Yeah, we don’t need to end the trip with another injury,” he agrees.
When your belongings are mostly together, the two of you put on warmer clothes and head downstairs for your winter gear. When you are all ready, you ski off to the lift next to Jensen. After your second time down, you run into a few of your friends at the chair lift. You join up with them for a while, before making your way back to the house.
You all spent a little time outside where Jensen starts entertaining himself playing with the birds and some chips. Grabbing his phone, Jared starts recording it.
“What giant man children we have,” Gen says with a laugh.
“So true,” you agree.
Making your way back inside you leave your winter clothes in the changing room before making your way upstairs. Jensen comes up behind you, and wraps his arm around your waist.
“You know what we haven’t taken enough advantage of this trip?” your boyfriend whispers the question in your ear.
“What’s that?”
“The hot tub. Interested in joining me?”
“I think I could pencil that in.”
“Oh you could, could you? Is the rest of your afternoon that busy, I have to be penciled in?”
You laugh with him before answering, “you know I’m in high demand. Tom wants to play ‘Sorry’ again. I’m not sure I’m up for that though.”
Changing into your suits, and grabbing towels you make your way back to the hot tub. Ruth, Felicia and Misha are just getting out when you arrive, meaning you have it to yourselves for now.
Jensen climbs in first and moves to one corner. Once you’re in the water, he pulls you over to him. You situate yourself so the jets behind you are hitting on the tight spots in your shoulders.
“I’m going to miss having one of these right outside the door,” you say with a sigh.
“If we got a house we could have one,” came his reply.
“Jens, don’t go there right now. Someday, wherever we decide we want to settle, then we can look at houses.”
“Alright.”
It’s peaceful sitting out there, a light snow is falling, the warm water keeping the chill away. The slowly setting sun is still glistening on the snow. Jensen wraps his arm around your shoulder and you lean your head over to rest on his own shoulder. When the timer on the bubbles stops you restart it one more time, while Jensen reaches over to his phone and turns on some soft music.
After thirty minutes, you have to drag yourself out of the water. Jensen follows you up to your room, where you both change into sweats before returning downstairs. There are a few people in the kitchen grabbing food out for dinner. It’s a leftover night, to try and clear out what is still in there.
Sitting around the dining room table one last night, the conversations are all over the place. Rich and Jared are having a conversation from opposite ends, others are talking to the people around them. Misha and Felicia start a debate about some new recipe in the middle of the table. You sit back and smile watching all your friends. This is definitely a week you will always remember.
Jensen is discussing something with Travis, who is sitting on the other side of him, but he reaches under the table to grab hold of your hand. You give him a light squeeze and join in the conversation with Bri and Gen about a new place opening in Vancouver.
As dinner winds down, Bri asks who is up for one more movie, “I had one picked out for tonight as a last resort if we needed it. Turns out we don’t.”
“What was the movie?” you ask her warily.
“My Best Friend’s Wedding, you know, where one friend realizes too late that they were in love with their best friend, but they were getting married to someone else. Then the first friend turned into a crazy person trying to stop it.”
“Subtly really isn’t your strong suit, is it?” you fire back.
“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” she replies with a smirk.
Down in the movie room you all settle in to watch Bounty Hunter. Surprisingly there isn’t a lot of extra movie commentary tonight. When the movie is finished, the crew moves out to the game room. The guys take advantage of the last night for one more round of competition. You join the other ladies over on the couch, talking about the trip, listening to the guys yell and rib each other, and discussing upcoming plans.
The group slowly starts to disperse for the night. Jensen finishes up his game of pool with Travis before walking over to you sitting alone on the couch.
“Are you ready to head up, or do you want to stick around down here?” he questions.
“Let’s go to bed.”
Calling out your ‘good nights’ to your remaining friends, you make your way upstairs. Walking out of the bathroom, after brushing your teeth and washing your face, you throw on one of Jensen’s shirts. Crawling into bed, you wait for him to join you. He makes his way out, and slides into bed behind you. Laying on his back, he waits for you to turn and face him. When you roll over and put your head on his chest his arms quickly wrap around you. It isn’t long before the two of you drift off to sleep.
Sunlight is starting to shine through the windows the next morning, when you first start to stir. It takes you a moment to realize what woke you was the light touch running over your back. Jensen’s hand is slowly moving up and down your back, underneath his shirt. Lifting your head a little you notice his eyes are open, and he’s softly smiling down at you.
“Morning beautiful.”
“Hi handsome. What’s got you up so early.”
“I’ve been thinking.”
“Okay, anything you want to share?” you ask with a yawn.
“I’m not sure.”
You glance up at him, but he is staring at the ceiling now. The two of you lay there in silence for a few more minutes.
“I don’t want to hide anymore.”
“Our friends all know, so do my parents, and didn’t you tell me you told your parents down in Texas?”
“Yeah, I did. That’s not what I mean. I want to be able to throw my arm around you in public, go out on a date and not make it seem like it’s just two friends. Stop hiding out in our apartment.”
“What about…”
“I don’t care, nor am I worried about what he might try. If he’s stupid enough to, then we handle it together.”
You bite your lip as you think about what he just threw out there. “Okay. If that’s what you want to do.”
“It is. There’s something else I want right now though.”
Before you have a chance to respond, Jensen has moved to hover over you and is attaching his lips to yours. Unfortunately, things don’t have a chance to go very far because a small Padalecki opens the door and runs into the room. Jensen barely has time to get off of you before Tom is on the bed.
“Crap forgot to lock that,” your boyfriend mutters.
“I don’t wanna leave, can I stay with you Unca Jensen?”
“Sorry Tom, we’re leaving today, too. Everyone is, vacation time is over,” you tell the little guy.
“Why?”
“Because that’s life, little man,” Jensen answers. “Where is your father?”
“In bed.”
“I think you should go back there for a little bit also.”
“Can’t I stay with you and Aunt Y/N?”
“No Thomas, get back in our room. Sorry guys,” Gen tells you standing in the open doorway.
“It’s alright. I agree with him,” you tell her.
As she takes Tom back, you get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. “If we do move, I want a place with a tub like this,” you call out to Jensen.
He walks into the bathroom a moment later, “how about one more test run, just to see if we like it?”
“I like the way you think, Ackles.”
Jensen starts filling it with water, while you add some bubbles and wait for it to fill up. He slides in first and guides you to sit between his open legs.
“Some jets in it would be nice too.”
“You want a hot tub or is it a jacuzzi what you really want,” you question.
“Yeah.”
Looking out the window, the sun is still rising, glistening off the fresh snow. You lean back against Jensen’s chest, as he rubs his hands along your arms. When the water starts to cool, the two of you get out and throw on sweats to venture downstairs.
Despite the early hour, there are a fair number of people in the kitchen. Tom’s wake up call must have gotten to the others also. A few of your friends are on their way out to enjoy one more morning on the slopes. You curl up on the couch, near the fire after breakfast and are soon joined by Jensen, Gen, Felicia and Misha.
Unfortunately, you can’t all relax for too long. Heading back upstairs, you shower and wash your hair before straightening up the room. The bed has to be stripped and the towels gathered from the bathroom. You take them all to the basement, while Jensen is getting dressed. Bri was hoping to get a few loads of laundry washed before you all left, just to give the cleaning people a hand when they come by. The garbage cans all have to be emptied, the fridge cleared out of any last leftovers. Kim is working on checking over the rest of the kitchen.
Jensen takes your packed suitcases out to the car, and gathers the snow gear from the basement. You pile up the kitchen stuff you brought, and take that out to load. On your way back up to the bedroom, Jensen catches up to you. The two of you check over the room and make sure nothing is left behind.
By noon everyone has all their stuff loaded up, and Bri is doing one final check through the house. When she says everything is in order, the final round of goodbyes are said and everyone gets into their cars to head back.
The hour drive back to Vancouver is a smooth one. It takes multiple trips to get everything out of the car and up to the apartment. Jensen takes the winter gear to put it away, while you start emptying the suitcases in the bedroom. The few items of dirty clothes are tossed in the hamper, the clean are folded as they come out. Taking a bag out of Jensen’s suitcase, you look inside. The bedroom door opens and he walks inside.
“That stuff is all put away, and I called…” he pauses to look at you, “why are you looking at me funny?”
“Did you really pack all these?”
“It wasn’t that much clothes.”
“Not what I was referring to,” you tell him, before you toss the brown bag over.
“What are you…” he pauses to open up the bag of condoms. “Oh, those. Yeah, I didn’t pack ‘em. They were a… gift, I guess you could say from Jared. He threw them at me one of our first nights there.”
“Children.”
Turning around, you start putting your clothes away, and Jensen begins doing the same at his dresser.
“Wait, did you say you called someone?”
“I was starting to tell you, I called Mindy and told her we changed our mind about moving right now, so she didn’t need to come over tomorrow.”
“Bet she wasn’t happy with that.”
“I let her know that when we were ready to look, I would let her know.”
“She probably isn’t thrilled with the loss of sale, but I was referring to her not being able to come over and flirt with you.”
“I’m only interested in one girl.” He comes over and wraps his arms around you, leaning down to kiss you softly. “And that is you.”
Out in the kitchen, the cooler and dishes you brought with you need to be put away. The food is gone so at least you did have to mess with that, speaking of food.
“Um, Jens, do you have thoughts on dinner?”
“I don’t care, whatever’s in the fridge is fine.”
“Yeah, there’s some cheese in there, microwave mashed potatoes. It was cleaned out before we left. It looks like there is some frozen meatloaf dinner in the freezer.”
“Cereal?”
“No milk.”
“Pancakes?”
“Used the last of the batter before we left. It looks like either a grocery store trip or take out.”
“Pasta or Chinese?” he asks.
“Pasta.”
He knows your favorite order and gets that called in, while you finish in the kitchen.
“They said it’ll be about half an hour, are you up for a Netflix and chill night?”
“Sounds good, let me throw the dirty clothes in the washer and I’ll join you on the couch.”
While you are messing with the laundry your phone pings a few times, but you continue on with what you are doing. Walking back to the living room you unlock the screen and notice you have a few Instagram notifications. One says Jensen tagged you in something so you open that one first.
Spent the holidays a little differently this year. Had a blast with some great friends, and my amazing girl. Can’t wait to see the new adventures this year holds for us. @Y/NY/L/N
He has attached multiple photos from the trip to his post, some with him and the guys out skiing, one of his lone ski lift ride, you and Tom sledding down over the ramp, both of you in the ugly sweaters Bri picked out, the completed snowmen group, your puzzle, and the gingerbread houses. You shake your head over his included photo of the table settings with the penis napkins. The last picture is one you hadn’t seen before. It is the two of you on the couch with Tom watching the Grinch. Jensen has his arm around you pulling you close with a soft smile on his face as he looks down at you. You and Tom are totally wrapped up in the movie.
When you look up, you notice Jensen is watching you, almost nervously from the couch.
“You saw it didn’t you?”
“I did.”
“And?”
“I can’t believe you included your inappropriate napkin in that group of photos.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Okay, maybe I do. It’s not a direct shot of the napkin, it’s the dinner we made. A lot of people won’t even catch those But that’s not what I was referring to.”
“You don’t want to hide anymore. I thought about it more today. I don’t want to hide that I have an amazing boyfriend anymore either. You really are the best thing that’s ever happened to my Jens.”
“Same here, Sweetheart. I’m so glad you got Ali’s role.”
You walk over and sit down beside him, Jensen quickly pulling you up against him. His phone immediately starts going off, he looks at the caller ID and groans, but doesn’t move to answer it. You look at the name and then back to him.
“Aren’t you going to answer it?”
“No,” he replies as it stops ringing.
“What if something is wrong?” you push as it starts ringing again, with the same name popping up.
“Hello,” he answers the phone.
“Don’t you dare ‘hello’ me Jensen Ross Ackles.” You hear from his phone.
“What’s wrong Mack?” With a sigh he gets up to go speak with his sister, before leaving the room he turns back to you. “Go ahead and pick a movie, I’ll be right back. No I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking to Y/N. What’s up Mackenzie?”
You chuckle as he walks away. Turning off Netflix you pull up the DVR list, looking for a certain movie. It’s all set to start whenever Jensen returns, which ends up taking a few minutes. He drops back down on the couch with a huff.
“What was that call about? Everything alright?”
“Depends on your definition of alright, by Mack’s it isn’t. She is highly upset she found out we were dating via Instagram. Apparently I’m going to have to make it up to her later. With my luck it will involve shopping.”
“Oh, poor guy.”
“Yeah, yeah, what are we watching?”
Instead of answering you just hit play and sit back with a smirk. Jensen turns from you toward the television and shakes his head.
“Is this still on Netflix?”
“No, I recorded it so we could watch it all year.”
“Lucky me.”
With a laugh you relax into Jensen’s side, your head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around you as the narrator on screen is introducing the reader to Whoville, and its greenest inhabitant. When the 12 Days of Christmas starts briefly playing over the Grinch’s radio, you laugh while Jensen just rolls his eyes. Things between the two of you really couldn’t be any better.
Over at Bri’s house she was on a conference call with Kim and Felicia.
“I think Operation: Christmas Couple was a success, don’t you ladies?”
“I guess…” Felicia somewhat agrees.
“You know this trip isn’t the reason they are together right?” Kim asks her friend.
“But it’s why they came clean,” Bri responds.
“Sure, by that means it was successful I guess,” Kim tells her.
“Great! So what do you ladies think about starting to plan the next one?”
“The next what, exactly?” Felicia questions warily
“How about Operation: Christmas wedding, or maybe Operation: Christmas Baby?” Bri explains excitedly.
“Bri, you know I love you. But as worked up as Jay got over this, he just might kill you if you pushed either of those,” Kim is shaking her head as she unpacks her things.
“Well I was thinking we could…” the bubbly blonde starts.
“And that’s my cue to hang up. Have a great night, talk to you ladies later,” Kim hurries out before hanging up.
“I think I’m with Kim on this, I’m not sure we should meddle with those two and their future anymore. This trip was a blast, talk to you later girl.” With that Felicia also hangs up.
“Well, crap. Maybe Gen will help me,” Bri talks to herself as she hangs up her own phone.
Thank you for reading!! There will be at least two timestamps coming for these two!!
Summary:Jensen is Y/N’s favourite client, but a shocking turn of events leads to interesting thrills, deep secrets and an outcome no one could predict.
Rating:18+
PartTags:angst,slight fluff, possessive!Jensen, stalker vibes, creepy!Jensen, dark!Jensen, non con drugging, non con, somnophilia, powerless!reader, v. dark turn ending
Somehow, Jensen has gotten your personal number, and he keeps calling. You’ve been ignoring him, not wanting to deal with him while Jeff was still around. Except, now that Jeff is flying to the Maldives to meet your mother and divorce her on their honeymoon, you’re alone, and maybe you can finally deal with this, once and for all. Jeff is divorcing your mother after one week of marriage because he’s in love with you, and you definitely feel the same way about him. No matter how fun your time with Jensen was, it’s over now. You’re ready to move on from that part of your life.
