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The One I Love, The One I Hate
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Prompts - 143 - “Didn’t you two used to hate each other?” “Yeah, but now we hold hands and shit!”
You had only been working on the set of Supernatural for a year and whilst you loved it, there were somethings you wished you could change. Like the fact that your character, Violet, was in a relationship with Jared’s character, Sam. During your first season your two characters danced around each other, both finding each other attractive from their first meeting were Sam saved her from a nest of vampires after she was captured by them. Your character was a hunter and quickly joined forces with Sam and Dean.
You sat in your house and read over the scripts that had been sent over, groaning in dismay as you did. The first episode was fairly boring in the way of Violet and Sam’s romance but by episode three you were both to confess your feelings in a life or death situation, only for the awkwardness to start up when you all lived. There were kissing scenes too, quite a lot of them.
Since your first day on set you and Jared did not get along. You clicked straight away with Jensen and became great friends with him, you would have much preferred for your character to be dating Dean but alas things didn’t always work in your favour. It took some time before you and Misha actually became friends, though you two were friendly enough to each other on set but now the two of you hung out together when you weren’t filming. Jared Padalecki, however, was someone you were just about civil with. The same went for him, though he tries to keep up a friendly appearance whenever a camera or fan is around, the two of you hardly speak to each other and if you do it isn’t exactly friendly.
Sometimes you see Jared completely relaxed and at ease, goofing around with the other men on set and can’t help but yearn for that friendship, it would certainly make things a lot easier on set but you never tried to change the dynamic between you.
Shooting this season was going to be great.
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“Late on the first day, Y/L/N.” Was the first thing you heard as you practically fell through the hair and makeup trailers door. You let out an annoyed sigh before collapsing into your chair, smiling gratefully at the PA who handed you a drink.
“Bite me, Padalecki.” You shot back before taking a sip of your drink, relaxing ever so slightly.
“Come on now, Y/N. This season is going to be great; I mean what’s better than our romance finally blossoming.” Jared laughed as he watched you roll your eyes.
Besides Jared’s early morning annoyances throughout the duration of your hair and makeup prep, it was actually really great to be back on set and before long you were walking towards the set ready to start shooting.
“Y/N.” You heard someone call and turned around to seeing Jensen jogging towards you.
“Hey!” You greeted him happily, hugging him back as he pulled you into his chest.
“How was your break?” He asked as the two of you continued on your way to set, exchanging stories from your break. Just as you were about to step into the room Jensen placed a hand on your forearm, stopping you in place. You frowned up at him in confusion.
“Listen, I know you and Jared don’t exactly get on,” He started but was cut off by you snorting.
“Understatement.” You laughed.
“I know you don’t get on,” Jensen repeated, rolling his eyes but smiling fondly, “But I just wanted to make sure you were going to be ok this season, you’re going to be working with him more than anyone.”
“I hope you gave him the same talk.” You mumbled. “But I’m a professional, this is my job and I’m not going to let my feelings get in the way of that. Trust me, I’m good.” You reassured him. You knew how many people watched this show, how they could pick up on any real-life tension that managed to sneak into the show. You could push your feelings to the side for them.
“I did give him the same talk, just so you know.” He said as the two of you entered the room.
“Good.” Was all you said before making your way over to the director who called you.
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“They don’t know Violet.” Castiel murmured quietly, but in the already silent room he may as well of shouted it. You felt a coldness seep through your bones as you shivered. Sam immediately took notice and rested his hand on top of yours.
The four of you were sat in a diner trying to figure out how to deal with some demons who had information but were not willing to deal with Winchesters any more, no matter what the boys offered in return.
“No way, Cas.” Sam said, squeezing your hand. “It’s not safe.”
“I can deal with demons.” You defended, pulling your hand out from under Sam. “I’ll do it.” You said to Dean instead.
“I know you can deal with demons, Vi, but this is too dangerous. They know you’re important to us and if they have you, well, whatever they want from us they’ll have.” Sam explained, looking at you with those puppy dog eyes.
“The way I see it you have two options. One; send me in, they don’t know me, or two; we sit around with our thumbs up our arse whilst the demons and Lucifer continue on with their plan.” You told them, anger dripping from your tone.
“If Lucifer gets a hold of you, Vi…” Sam began but trailed off with haunted eyes. “It’s a risk we aren’t taking. I’m sorry but there has to be another way.” Sam pleaded as he held your hand again.
“And cut!” The director yelled, “Perfect guys, good job.”
You were quick to pull your hand away from Jared causing him to laugh, he threw his arm behind you to rest on the booth.
“Seriously, if holding my hand is so bad, wait until we kiss.” You rolled your eyes as you left the booth, heading over to the table that held food and bottles of water.
You loved working on Supernatural but sometimes it could be draining.
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The first two episodes were wrapped up and it had gone relatively smoothly, a few arguments here and there between Jared and yourself but nothing that wasn’t solved by a small break. However, today was the day were you and Jared were filming your love confession scene and it was already going terribly.
An hour in and twelve takes later you still had no usable footage.
Violet jumped as a hand grabbed hers, whipping round only to relax as she saw Sam in front of her with a blade. She let herself give a quiet sigh of relief as she looked up at the man.
“Vi,” Sam whispered, looking just as bloody and bad as you did, “we can’t get out, we need a plan.”
The two of you surveyed the room, trying to see if there was anything, anything at all, that could get you out of the small, dark room. However, there was little in there, a raggedy blanket, a few empty bottles and some rotten food.
It was hopeless, you were going to die.
“Hey, hey, look at me.” Sam said as he saw your panic, taking your face into his hands. “You’re gonna be ok, we’re gonna get out.”
“Cut!” The director yelled a fifteenth time, causing you to groan and push Jared away. “It’s too stale guys! I know you have your differences but you gotta work together here. Take a break, let’s get Jensen and Misha in here and film them.” The director said to the room before turning to you and Jared again. “Take a break together, see if you can fix this.” He said before walking away.
“He’s right.” Was all you could say, you knew your acting was stoic, no matter how hard you tried there was something about Jared. The same went for Jared, he was a great actor but when it came to you it was terrible.
“I know.” Jared agreed with you, before continuing, “C’mon, we can go to my trailer and work something out.”
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You were sitting in Jared’s trailer anxiously tugging on your sleeve as Jared sat next to you silently. The two of you had no idea where to start, not really able to pinpoint exactly when things had gotten so bad that you couldn’t act together.
“I don’t know why you hate me so much,” Jared began but didn’t get very far as you cut him off immediately, eyes wide in shock.
“Seriously?” You asked, voice soft, “You’re the one who was cold towards me, sure we never really clicked but you acted like I wasn’t even onset until the director yelled action. I followed your lead.” You told him truthfully. Sure, you hadn’t gotten along straight away but it was Jared who started the arguments, it was Jared who acted like you didn’t exist.
“That’s not what happened and you know it.” He argued, though there was no heat to his words.
“Yes, it was, I know we didn’t hit it off instantly but you shot down anything chance of us getting along.” You shot back, refusing to look at him and instead stared straight ahead.
“I only started the comments as a way to ease whatever tension was between us. It was meant to be a joke but when it wasn’t taken as one, I just left it but you shot back and then it spiralled.” He sighed, knowing he’d messed up.
“We’re idiots.” You laughed but there was no humour to it.
“We are.” Jared agreed.
The two of you spoke for a little longer, trying to erase a years’ worth of hurtful comments and arguments. It obviously wasn’t going to be solved with one conversation but it was a start. At some point Jared suggested you two rehearsed and so you did, rehearsing until the PA called you back onto set.
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You woke up in a dark room, head aching as you tried to look around. You could see nothing of importance in the room and the door was too far away for you whilst your leg was hurt, you were sure you felt blood gushing from it.
You let out a quiet groan, letting your head hit the wall only to let out a hiss of pain as it came into contact. You nearly yelled as you felt something grab your hand, jumping as you tried to pull it back.
“Vi, hey, relax it’s me.” Sam said, his voice soft, barely above a whisper, causing you to relax ever so slightly. “There’s no way out, no windows, locked door.” He informed you causing your panic to flare up but Sam was there straight away, kneeling in front of you and cupping your face into his hand. You couldn’t help but tilt your head into his touch causing him to smile slightly. “We’re going to get out, I promise, you’ll be ok.”
“How?” You croaked; voice hoarse from shouting earlier. “You said it yourself, there’s no way out and they took our weapons. We’re screwed.” You felt Sam’s thumb brushing soothingly against your cheek, causing you to relax despite the panic building up.
The two of you stayed silent as you heard the floorboards creek from outside, holding your breath until the steps passed the door and continued down the hallway.
“What about Cas?” You asked hopefully but frowned as Sam shook his head.
“I’ve tried praying but,” Sam trailed off, glancing around the room to emphasis the lack of angel there.
“So what? We sit here and wait to die?” You snapped as panic coursed through your veins.
“No, we wait for someone to open the door and we fight our way out.” Sam said but he didn’t sound so sure about the plan.
“I don’t know if you noticed but I was stabbed in the leg.” You reminded him causing him to curse and pull his hand away from your face so he could examine your leg. It wasn’t too deep but you had definitely lost a fair bit of blood.
You watched as Sam ripped a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around your wound, frowning as he did so.
You both froze again as you heard the sound of the door being unlocked. A demon in a black suit walking in with a cocky look on his face.
“Let her go!” Sam barked before the demon could open its mouth.
“Temper, temper.” It purred, walking over to the two of you. “But why would we let her go when she’s the one we want?”
“She has nothing to do with this! Lucifer wants me!” Sam positioned himself in front of you protectively and as much as you appreciated it you knew it would do little to hold the demon off if it wanted you.
“Are you going to say yes to him?” It asked, voice full of humour. “Didn’t think so. But because we’re oh so nice, we’ll give you a choice.”
“Oh yeah, bite me.” Sam snapped.
“Ah, ah, now don’t tempt me.” It sang. “Either say yes to Lucifer or we get the girl and she looks delicious.” It said, looking at you and licking its lips as it shivered in pleasure at the thoughts running through its mind.
“You’re not getting her and I’m not saying yes.” The demon just looked pleased as Sam protested.
“Say your goodbyes.” It cackled before leaving the room, smirking at you as it did.
“Sam,” You called, getting his attention, he was immediately facing you. “Let them have me, do not say yes. Promise me Sam!” You begged as tears clouded your vision.
“Vi,” He whispered brokenly, his own tears falling down his face as he looked at you with those puppy dog eyes.
“Promise me, Sam, you have to promise me you won’t say yes.”
“I promise, Vi. I’ll get you back. There’s so many things I wanted to tell you but nothing more than I love you, Violet, so damn much and I’m going to get you back.” He swore, voice hard even as the tears flowed.
“I love you too.” You cried, your own tears falling uncontrollably down your face. “I love you so much, I know you’ll get me but don’t do anything stupid.”
Before Sam could reply there were demons in the room and you were flashed out of the room, getting one last look at the man you loved.
“And cut!” The director yelled and you could hear the grin in his voice. “That was perfect, you two were great, keep up the good work.” He praised before wondering off.
You wiped your eyes from where you sat on the floor before you saw a hand come into view and saw Jared offering it to you. You let the man pull you up and smiled as he brushed away your tears.
“You ok?” He asked, feeling the effects of the scene himself. You nodded at him, smiling softly. “Good. He was right, you know, you were great.”
“Thank you, you weren’t so bad yourself.” You smirked at him, causing him to roll his eyes and smile back at you.
“C’mon, we could both use some water.”
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From then on filming the rest of the season was a breeze. Jared and you still argued and picked fights with each other but it was all in good nature now. Being on set was much more enjoyable and your acting had improved greatly now that you actually got along with your scene partner.
However, at some point you realised that maybe you had started getting on too well with Jared as you noticed yourself feeling giddy around him, blushing and just wanting to generally be with him whenever you could. You felt like you were back in high school with a crush. Sometimes you missed the times when you thought you hated the man.
It was getting harder to control too, especially since you had to kiss the man on an almost daily basis, several dozen times a day. God, could that man kiss.
The two of you hung out more together on set, though kept it to yourselves mostly. Sometimes you’d rehearse, sometimes you’d have dinner together and sometimes, like now, you’d find yourself cuddled into his chest as a movie played on the tv in front of you, though you had to admit you weren’t paying much attention to the movie but more so on the hand that absentmindedly played with your hair.
Sometimes it was like Jared knew and he was just playing with you. You knew he wasn’t and that you were just paranoid but between the soft smiles you traded and the peaceful nights spent like this, it was heart-breaking but you knew you wouldn’t put a stop to it. If this was the only way you could have him, then you’d take it.
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“Hey, can we talk?” Jared asked as he jogged up to you after a long, draining day of filming. The words filled you with dread but a bigger part of you just wanted to collapse on the nearest bed.
“Sure.” You agreed tiredly, suppressing a yawn, causing Jared to smile softly at you.
“C’mon, my trailer’s closer.” It didn’t take long for the two of you to arrive at Jared’s trailer where he quickly made drinks and the two of you practically fell into the sofa.
“So, what’s up?” You said after a few minutes of sitting silently on the sofa, watching a Jared fidgeted with the mug in his hand.
“Right.” He began, clearing his throat and shifting so he was sitting with one leg crossed underneath him so that he could face you properly. “It’s just that, I mean, we’re getting along with each other now and I guess, well I mean I knew even when we didn’t get along but still…” Jared continued to ramble as you struggled to make sense of his words.
“Jared.” You interrupted softly, “what’s going on?” You asked in confusion, watching as Jared shook his head before taking a deep breath.
“I like you. I have for a while now, even when we didn’t get along. There’s always been something about you and I’m fine if you’d rather just be friends but I thought you should know.” Jared quickly explained, you just about made out the fast-spoken words but once you did you let out a small, shocked laugh that had Jared’s face falling so you quickly explained.
“Wait, no, I like you too!” You exclaimed. “I just thought with all our history that you’d never like me and I’d accepted that. Sorry, I’m just shocked.” You laughed as Jared let out a sigh of relief.
“So, does this mean I can take you out on a date?” He asked with a large smile that was contagious.
“It does.” You grinned and the two of you stayed on the couch talking for most of the night. The two of you agreed just to keep this to yourselves, not wanting to disrupt the cast or the flow of filming if this didn’t work out.
You woke up the next morning with a sore neck, leaning against Jared.
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You and Jared had been on several dates and everything was going great. You decided to wait until for a month or two before telling people but that went out of the window when the two of you were in Jared’s trailer one day after shooting.
The two of you only had a few scenes you needed to shoot that day and had gotten everything wrapped in just a few hours, whereas Misha and Jensen had a later start so wouldn’t be done for a few more hours at most. You and Jared had taken that time to go back to his trailer and watch a movie. At some movie watching turned into completely ignoring the screen in favour of making out with each other, losing track of time.
Neither of you heard the knock or the trailer door opening but you did hear Jensen’s voice, as he looked at the two of you with a raised eyebrow.
You and Jared quickly pulled away from each other, putting space between the two of you as you both looked up at Jensen with sheepish smiles.
“Didn’t you two used to hate each other?” He asked but didn’t sound too shocked.
“Yeah, but now we hold hands and shit!” Jared laughed, causing both you and Jensen to roll your eyes.
“Sure, whatever makes you two happy,” Jensen grinned as he slapped Jared’s shoulder. “There’s a group of us going out, are you two coming?”
The three of you left the trailer and Jared and you decided to just enjoy each other’s company in public too, you were both happy and even if something didn’t end up working out you were professionals.
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“I don’t know what’s worse,” Misha laughed into the microphone, “being onset with Jared and Y/N now or when they didn’t get along.”
“Definitely now.” Jensen answered with an eye roll causing you to giggle and lean into Jared, who had an arm wrapped around you. “At least when they hated each other they stormed away from each other, now they’re joined at the hip. I mean look at them.” He continued causing the crowd to erupt into screams and cheers.
You and Jared had been dating for a year, six months in you announced it on social media and now conventions were a lot easier when you didn’t have to pretend you weren’t dating Jared. Still being relatively new to these conventions, it was nice to have Jared with you to sooth any anxiety you got. He was more than happy to find a quiet place and sit with you.
A year into it, your relationship was great, sure you two still argued but it was all done with love. None of those hurtful words that were thrown around when you first met. Sometimes working with your boyfriend was a lot, seeing him all day and then going back to the trailers but you’d both worked through it and now it was great. You had moved in with each other in Texas when you weren’t shooting and you loved living down there.
As you looked at Jared, who was jokingly defending your relationship, you couldn’t help but smile at him. Who would have thought the man you once hated would turn out to be the man you loved?
The girl from London
Summary: Y/N is a British interior designer and architect who works for a company that has its headquarters in London but is well known in the US. So Jensen wants to surprise his parents and build them a new house at their favourite spot. When he meets her, it’s hard to listen to her when she talks about the design she’s planned, because other things about her seem more interesting.
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x female!reader
Warnings: fluff, sexual content, smut, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys)
“The architect really did a good, didn’t they?” Y/N says as she walks around the empty house admiring how it looks. “They definitely did.” Jensen says as he smiles at her. She took a look at the yard, her lip twitching slightly since in her opinion it looks horrible. “You also want me to redecorate the garden?” She asks curiously and politely. Jensen looks outside as well noticing how…how empty and boring it seems. “I’d like that.”
Y/N takes out her laptop to open up the program that helps her visualise her ideas for the interior design. “Do your parents have a special wish or taste?” She asks him curiously. Jensen watches her lips move more focusing on her accent than the words she’s actually saying. “Sorry what?” He shakes his head. “Do your parents have a special wish or taste?” She asks once more still politely because that’s what Britons are. “They like grey a lot.” He says as he thinks, if he’s being honest he has no clue what their taste is, that’s why he hired a freaking professionell. But how can she know? She doesn’t know his parents.
She sighs softly, “Alright.” She says and starts clicking and tapping on her laptop just to show him a little example. Jensen nods as he looks at the little draft she made within a minute. “I like that and I’m sure they’ll like it too.” He says with a smile. She returns the smile and chews on her lip as she gets back to drafting the whole house.
Jensen can’t help but watch her, her glasses are probably the cutest and sexiest thing about her, make her seem so hot and innocent at the same time. The blouse she wears gives him a lot of imagination, her tits seem like they’re perfect for his hands and the skirt? Oh well…the skirt fits her curves so well he couldn’t stop staring at her ass when he was showing her around the house.
“That’s my first draft.” She says a couple of minutes later. He blinks stopping himself from checking her out too much. He nods and looks at her laptop feeling quite impressed with her. She only needed like what, ten minutes maybe? And it’s looks awesome and comfy. A home he knows, his parents will love, especially his mom. His mom has a weak spot for little decorations and details and Y/N only showed him the future living room.
“If you want to change anything, please let me know.” She says softly as Jensen looks through the draft. “It’s awesome.” He says in awe. “Maybe Just the bed could be a different one.” He mumbles distractedly as he keeps looking at the different rooms. “Of course.” She nods and shows him different kinds of beds.
A few weeks later after meeting due to Y/N’s work Jensen finally brings up the courage to finally ask her out after drooling every time seeing and crushing on her. “Hey Y/N.” He says and she looks up from her laptop giving him a gentle smile. “Hey Jens.” She says softly.
If we’re being honest, she is crushing on him, too. But he’s her client, right? But she’s not from here, so no one would find out? Wrong. He’s a fucking actor, of course it would come out eventually, and when her boss will find out, oh well. Y/N chill out, nothing happened. She scolds herself mentally.
He smiles nervously at her, “So…uh, you wanna Hoyt for dinner…with me?” He asks hesitantly and even more nervously. And is he..blushing? She doesn’t know because she’s feeling pretty hot herself, the, the Jensen Ackles really just asked her out, has he?
“I’d love to!” She blurts out before she can change her mind, she’s only going to stay for one more week, so fuck it. But Jensen doesn’t know that she’ll be leaving in a week, otherwise he wouldn’t have asked her out.
He blushes deeply and smiles shyly, “I’m glad.” He says, feeling like a teenager all over again. I’m fucking 34, so get your shit together, Ackles, he thought.
She smiles with the same deep blush, thinking about how cutes he’s acting around her. “Me too. Pick me up at 7?” She asks him softly since she was about to finish work for the day. “Definitely.” He breathes out with a happy smile. Like a teenage boy. He cant believe, she said yes, and she can’t believe, he literally just asked her out, the guy she thought was the most handsome and cutest American guy she’s met. And she has met many American guys. They’re not comparable to the British men. But Jensen’s been a sweet and absolutely nice guy.
“See you then.” She says softly and kisses his cheek before disappearing, biting her lip as she gets more excited about her evening. Dean just stands there dumbfounded rubbing his cheek, like a teenage boy in some movie.
Dinner was great, even more than great, they laughed a lot and he learned so many new things about her. The thing he likes about her the most is probably her smile or her humour. She was so much fun talking to. The way she talks still fascinates him, her accent is so beautiful, kinda making her even more special than she already is to him.
“There we are,” She says as they get to the apartment complex she’s been living in for the past two months. Yes, it took Jensen two months to asks her out. She looks at the apartment building, not wanting the night to end so soon. “Do you wanna come up to my place?” She hears herself asking without thinking about it. His smile widens since he didn’t want the night to end so soon as well, “Sounds like a great plan.” He says as he takes her hand in his again, making her blush slightly.
If Jensen’s being honest, he really really likes her. He’s kinda falling for her, because she’s probably the nicest woman besides his mom. She’s so polite, it’s almost strange. Even his mom already likes her. His mom has already met her, because he kept talking about her and he kinda…slipped, ruining the surprise. Not that his parents weren’t happy, they were, his mom even started crying, but he wanted to surprise them when it’s done. It’s too late now anyway.
Y/N leads him inside her little apartment and Jensen smiles, since as soon as he enters her place her scent fills his nostrils. “Looks nice.” He comments softly as he enters. She smiles softly at him, “Thank you.” She says as he hangs up her coat. He smiles and takes his shoes and jacket off as well. “You want to drink something?” Y/N asks him as she leads him into the kitchen. “Maybe wine?” She suggests.
“Sure.” He says softly and smiles as she grabs two glasses. She fills the glasses with wine and smiles at him as he gets closer to her. She places the bottle of wine back on the counter as he stands in front of her. She looks up at him and smiles shyly, “Hey.” She whispers softly. “Hey.” He whispers back as he cups her cheek admiring how pretty and cute she looks in her glasses. She gets on her tiptoes as she closes the distance between them and presses her lips against his gently. He smiles against her lips as he kisses her softly.
Oh boy…the kiss feels much better than he has imagined, her lips are so soft almost pillowy. He pulls away a moment later resting his forehead against hers. “I’ve wanted to do that for weeks.” He whispers softly as he smiles with closed eyes. She smiles shyly, “Really? Me too.” She says softly. He smiles and pecks her lips one last time before sitting down on the couch in her living room. “This sofa is so comfy.” She says as she sits down. Even though she sits on it quite often, she likes the feeling of it. “I can agree on that.” Jensen says with a nod holding his glass before taking a sip and placing it on the coffee table.
“So how do you like it here?” He asks a few moments later smiling at her. “Here in the US?” She asks her accent coming through again. He nods and smiles softly. “It’s pretty great, I really like it here.” She says softly her smile faltering a bit as she thinks about that she has to leave in a week. Jensen frowns noticing slightly, “But?” He asks her softly.
She looks up from her glass, “I have to leave in a week.” She confesses finally. His eyes widen and he swallows hard, feeling his heart shatter into a thousand pieces. “What?” He breathes out, causing her to take deep breath. “My visa ends and I have to get back to work in London.” She says softly with a small smile, actually feeling sad about leaving. “Oh…” He mumbles sadly as he looks at his glass of wine. “I’m sorry, I probably should’ve mentioned it earlier.” She says with an apologetic smile and look.
“I-It’s okay.” He says with a kinda hurt smile. Every woman he likes or thinks is great, has to leave or isn’t interested in him. So that she has to leave now too, make him feel desperate since he really has hoped, especially tonight, that there could be more than a date, maybe a relationship. He sighs quietly to himself, since he really was looking for more with her. She notices how sad he looks, “I-I am really sorry, Jensen.” She says softly as she scoots closer wrapping her arms around him.
He hugs her back and captures her lips with hers, wanting to feel her close at least once before she slipping away from him, his dream girl. She kisses him back feeling just as sad as he does, because she really likes Jensen. He’s such an awesome guy and she really wants to know where their ‘thing’ would’ve led them. If she’s being completely honest with herself, there’s nothing that keeps her in London. Her brother lives in Australia, her mom’s travelling the world after her dad dies last year due to cancer and her friends? They’re all busy with being pregnant, taking care of their kids and being with their husbands. So? She’s just the workaholic who throws herself into work, because there’s no one waiting for her at home. But she’s being ridiculous now, if she immigrates to the US, she would have no job, apartment or money for the move.
His lips feel so incredibly good as she kisses him hugging him close as he pulls her on his lap making him sigh at the feeling of her so close to him. She feels perfect just in his arms already. He just wants to feel all of her at least once. His hands move smoothly over her back as she sighs against his lips caressing his chest gently.
He lowers her on the couch as he slowly gets on top of her kissing her gently yet passionately as he caresses her sides. Y/N wraps her arms around his neck as she pulls him closer to her sighing against his lips as she makes out with him lazily. No rush, just two people enjoying each other.
After making out for a while Jensen pulls away admiring her kiss swollen lips pecking them one last time, “Maybe we should take this to the bedroom.” He whispers softly as he caresses her cheek. She bites her lip and nods before getting up from the couch, turning the lights off in the living room and kitchen. She takes his hand in hers as she leads him to her bedroom. Jensen stops in the middle of her bedroom pulling her flush against him as he starts kissing her again caressing her cheek as Y/N slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt.
He helps her by shrugging it off his shoulders, leaving him shirtless. Y/N can’t help but stare at his abs and trace them with her finger tips, he just became twice as hot as he was before. He blushes a bit and lets out a small chuckle, “What?” She looks up at him with a smile, “You’re just really hot.” She breathes out and starts kissing him again. He blushes deeply, kissing her passionately as his hand reaches behind her back to unzip her dress. The dress falls to the ground. Jensen feels her naked tits suddenly brush against his chest and he cups one of her breasts squeezing firmly, twisting her nipple.
Their clothes are gone soon and they’re making out in her bed lazily, touching and exploring each other’s bodies. Jensen slowly gets on top of her whole making out with her and positions himself between her legs. “Is this okay?” He whispers against her lips and she smiles at how gentlemen-like he’s being. “Yeah.” She whispers softly and smiles against his lips when he kisses her again. He slowly enters her causing her to sigh at how good he feels inside her.
He kisses her neck gently as he lets her adjusts and starts moving a moment later, sighing at how well her pussy wraps around his cock. “F-Fuck.” He breathes out already feeling close at how good she feels and it’s been some time since he had a good pussy. She hums in response and wraps her legs around him, “Faster.” She breathes out. He doesn’t need to be told twice when he starts thrusting faster making her roll her eyes back at how good he feels.
They’re having sex for like two minutes and Y/N can tell it’s the best sex she’s ever had. Okay…she’s had sex with like…4 guys, so not so many, now 5 guys though. But Jensen’s been the best at foreplay and during sex. He found her clit immediately during making out and circled his finger right, not like the other guys who didn’t even found her clit.
Jensen sits up ok his knees and grabs her thighs firmly as he starts thrusting harder. She moans loudly when he starts pushing against her g-spot and her back arches off her bed. He groans at the sight of the face she’s making, you literally can see the pleasure written all over her face. He cups her tits squeezing them firmly as he thrusts even faster and harder, making her clench around his cock. “O-Oh,“ she moans as she feels the knot in her stomach tighten. Jensen groans since he’s been holding back since the moment he put his cock inside her.
He circles her clit and she moans his name softly at the feeling, moaning his name softly. Jensen feels his cock twitch at the sight of her and he’s trying so hard to not just cum inside her right then. He circles her clit a bit faster and Y/N feels her toes curl as she suddenly comes on his cock, squeezing so tight around his cock that it sends Jensen right over his edge with her. Her name slips from his mouth so soft it’s barely audible.
Panting fills the room as they both calm down from their highs smiling lazily at each other before Jensen pecks her lips softly. He gets off her and and plops down next to her pulling her tightly into his chest as he starts playing with her. He feels sad about that she’s really leaving so soon, for his liking it’s too soon he just wants her to stay in the States and not go back to stupid London.
There they are, at the airport, saying their goodbyes. Jensen’s gonna miss her so much that it already hurts just thinking about it. They’ve spent the last weeks having sex…a lot and spending every second with each other doing nice things together. So he’s gonna miss her, but he knows their little ‘thing’ won’t be more due to distance.
“You really need to leave?” Jensen asks softly as he squeezes her hand gently, watching and admiring her face one last time before he proudly won’t see her ever again. She gives him a gentle smile, “Unfortunately yes.” She says softly. The last few weeks there has been some thought on staying in the US, but it’s a big step she need to discuss with her mom when she’s back. Y/N really wants to stay, but now is not her time. She’s gonna miss Jensen a lot, he became so close to her in such a short time.
He pouts and sighs slightly, which causes her to pout back at him. “Unless you wanna bloody marry me.” She says playfully since she cants stay because her visa expires tomorrow. Jensen’s head perks up again, “I’ll do it!” He shoots causing Y/N to frown. “Bloody hell…what?” She stutters. “I’ll marry you right now.” He says. “Jensen, I was just kid-“ She starts. “I mean it.” He interrupts her. “You can’t do that.” She shakes her head. “Of course I can.” He tells her.
So what the fuck now?
A/N: Thanks for reading! Let me now in the comments what you think and if you want a part two!
Also thanks to Wayne for the dividers! <3 @waynes-multiverse
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Jensen Ackles One Shots/Drabbles
The girl from London
Y/N is a British interior designer and architect who works for a company that has its headquarters in London but is well known in the US. So Jensen wants to surprise his parents and build them a new house at their favourite spot. When he meets her, it’s hard to listen to her when she talks about the design she’s planned, because other things about her seem more interesting.
I thought you never would-Chapter 7 (FIN)
Warnings: depressed!dean, asshole!dean, selfish!dean, hurt!reader, a lot of cursing
words: 3.5k
A/N: yes, this is the end already, because I started writing this story after my breakup which helped me to deal with my feelings, but I’m not that person I was when the breakup happened. So yeah it’s quite long, but I just wanted to finish this since I’m not feeling it anymore.
After that weekend Dean and Sam visited you at your hometown, weirdly Ryan didn’t join them. Which was weird since he wanted to visit you too, even asked what your mom likes so he could bring something.
You had a fun time with Dean and Sam at your house, they picked you up from work, got drunk, watched a movie, played some video games and cooked food.
You talked to Ryan via FaceTime and he was just weird as soon as Sam showed him you and Dean cuddling in your bed. You liked being so close to Dean since he smelled so good, you never thought a guy could smell so good. You nuzzled even more into Dean since you were just tired after work and drinking. Sam enjoyed the sight of his brother truly being happy and having a girl by his side who’s not crazy and fucking stupid like Kira was.
Sam honestly hated Kira, and yes hate is a big and heavy word, but he just couldn’t stand her. She took everything Dean did for granted, using his money and just everything Dean had to offer. But with you? You payed your own stuff, helped cleaning up whenever you were around Dean’s place, made sure Dean had to eat, wouldn’t spend too much money on stupid and unnecessary stuff Dean just didn’t need. You made sure he was okay and doing fine.
His and Dean’s dad really liked you after meeting you a month later, you were sweet always polite, helping around the house and in the kitchen, you always made yourself useful. All of the family members that met you told Dean, that’s you’re a keeper. Dean knew you were special, he told you in the beginning how thankful and grateful he is to call you his girlfriend, who’s helping him a lot.
The sex at the beginning of the relationship was awesome, just excited and adventurous, but after some time it got…boring. Dean didn’t bother to work you up and literally just put his cock inside you, no foreplay, no making out, no nothing. At first you weren’t mad, but later you enjoyed touching yourself more than being fucked by your boyfriend. He didn’t even care about making you cum, it was all about him during sex. It wasn’t as much fun and exciting as you imagined it would be and it disappointed you. He didn’t put any effort into sex, complaining about why you didn’t cum and why it would take you so long.
Frankly, it hurt you, hurt you he didn’t put any effort into the sex and later the relationship. Yes, a long-distance-relationship is hard and needs a lot of strength, but if both people fight for and want it, it definitely could work out. You two couldn’t see each other a lot, due to your school and his work, but you always tried to visit him. You always really tried, even when money was tight for you, you always fucking tried. Dean wouldn’t get it sometimes that you couldn’t visit him every weekend, you just couldn’t.
Dean couldn’t visit you either since he was working on weekends and he also hadn’t a lot of money. So which lead to fighting from Dean’s side. Dean would’ve never admitted that he’s depressed, he cant be alone, he always needs someone to come home to. After his best friend died a few years back, Dean wasn’t the same anymore. He barely talked about anything, blamed everything bad that happened on him and he just closed off. Whenever you and Dean fought either over phone or in person, he would close off completely. You tried to teach him that you talk about something during a relationship since he preferred keeping stuff that was bugging him to himself than talking about it. He once was so depressed saying stuff he couldn’t do it without you and he needed you there everyday. He even made you think about it moving in with him for college.
There were moments, you had the feeling Dean was trying to change you, make you someone you weren’t. Yes you were fucking stubborn so was he. Even though you were stubborn you always compromised and did it his way. Sometimes you hated it.
The more time passed the more things changed. Dean started to take you for granted, taking the things you did for him for granted, taking for granted that you did grocery shopping from your money even tho it wasn’t your fridge you were filling. He took for granted that you cleaned his apartment and did his laundry. Basically everything you did he took it for granted. Kira never did this stuff, so he was using you, if we’re being honest.
But you didn't see it and you also didn't want to. You were helping him, because you loved him and you wanted to make things easier for him. After such a sort amount of time you already imagined living with him, like already mentioned you wanted to go college where he lived. It felt like he was your life, you felt so dependent from him, it wasn’t even healthy anymore. Which you realized some time Later.
Since he was your first love and boyfriend, the love you had for him was very very different. He was your first love after all.
When your birthday came around, it wasn’t him who wished you a happy birthday first. It was Sam. Sam. Not him. And you knew he was still awake. Dean was a Person who wouldn’t go to sleep before 3 am in the morning. What the saddest thing was ans what hurt you the most was that he didn’t call you to wish you a happy birthday, he wished you a happy birthday via snapchat. It hurt and disappointed you so much, it was the worst birthday you had. From the person you wanted to hear first, was probably the last one.
Sometimes it was hard for you to have sympathy for his actions, since some of them were just fucking selfish. It wasn’t even your birthday he forgot, he forgot your first anniversary. It felt like it didn’t matter to him, like you had no worth to him at all. You hadn’t meant to him as much as he meant to you.
There were times where Dean still talked a lot about Kira and you didn’t understand back Then he wasn’t over her. She was his first love. So you understood later on, since it was hard for you to get over him as well.
Dean also never really listened or tried to help you when you were feeling like shit and had shit going on. Your drivers license took so much money and strength from you, you were feeling desperate. Dean basically didn’t give a fuck. You two fought so hard and didn’t talk for at least two days. Which lead to why he didn’t call you for your birthday, because he was too fucking stubborn.
One day, you had a bad feeling, since Dean has been acting strange for a couple of days, so you needed to talk to someone. So you talked to Sam. Sam listened to you and told you, Dean’s having his introverted phase, where he isn’t talking to anyone socially. You knew he had phases like that, because he had one before, but this phase felt much more different than the other one. Sam tried to cheer you up that night trying to make you laugh, it actually helped and you managed to ignore the bad feeling in your gut.
Just a day after that Dean broke up with you, for you it was out of nowhere. It was unexpected. He told you, he didn’t love you anymore and his feelings weren’t as strong as they used to be because of the distance. You were the one who was unsure about the whole long-distance-relationship, Dean was the one who wanted to try. You’ve asked him so many times if he was sure and he always said yes, fucking yes, every damn time. He said, the long-distance-relationship wasn’t working for him anymore, he needed someone there and not every couple of weekends. The whole long-distance was hard for you too! You wanted to see him as often as you could, but he didn’t get it that you hadn’t much money.
Funny thing, he didn’t broke up with you via phone call, no! He broke up with you via fucking Snapchat! This stupid child didn’t even had the guts to do it via phone call if he couldn’t wait a couple of more days, since you planned on visiting him that week. No he couldn’t wait to do it like a decent human being, no! He did it like a fucking coward he was.
You had to leave school early, because he broke up with you during school time. You felt like something broke inside you. He was the first person you let come so close to you. He knew stuff, no one knew. You felt safe, but every word he said, were just…words. He didn’t mean them seriously.
He broke up with you, two weeks after you two had last seen each other. You didn’t understand why he didn’t do it back then, losing feelings couldn’t happen over night right? You lost feeling for someone over time and not over night like he did.
At this point you weren’t sure what you were supposed to do. It felt like a big part of you was suddenly missing. It was hard for you to get no phone calls when he finished work. It was hard for you to not laugh with him anymore. It was hard for you to not play video games with him anymore. You were missing him so bad, it fucking hurt. You were feeling lonely after that. You and Sam stayed in contact.
Julia, their step-sister, stayed in contact with you too. They all liked you so much, they were very sad to hear that you two broke up. Dean’s step-mom didn’t understand it at all, calling him stupid for letting you go. You really liked them, those people were like a second family to you. You missed them everyday since then.
You even visited Julia once, guess to who’s apartment you went to first? Dean’s! You were having so much madness in you, you needed to tell Dean what a coward he was. You were more angry and hurt when you found out, he got back together with Kira just two weeks after the break up. Yeah he really got back together with that bitch. He called her many bad and barefaced names and still got back together with her.
You reminded him how he called her different names, reminded him how glad he was they broke up, reminded him of how she was only good at spreading her legs and using his money, while she was in his apartment. Since then you were doubting yourself, asking yourself what was wrong with you that he chose her over you. But he did.
He was dumbfounded and surprised to see you, that you actually ever showed up in his life again.
You laughed sarcastically, “You’re a fucking coward who couldn’t even break up with me via a phone call. You haven’t been honest with me! Now you’re fucking that fucking whore again? What’s wrong with you?! Y-You’re ridiculous and just fucking pathetic!” You yelled at him by the end you finished.
Dean clenched his jaw chewing in the insides of his mouth, “Then I am. You finished?” He asked coldly. Dean was furious and didn’t expect to get called out by his now ex-girlfriend while his girlfriend, former ex-girlfriend was in his apartment. He actually was also shocked to see this side of you, he never, literally never saw you this angry in the past year of your relationship. You always told him not to test you, because if you wanted to, you could be a bitch and it wouldn’t end funny for him.
Your eyes went wide not expecting him to be so cold after everything you two went through. He was your boyfriend and you expected some respect, but Dean wasn’t showing any respect at this point. All he did was shutting the door into your face. You blinked looking at Sam and Julia who were standing behind you. Sam rubbed his face, he lost the last faith he had in his brother. Sam did not understood how his brother could be so stupid and got back together with that bitch Kira. He was so disappointed and he wasn’t sure what to do with his brother.
You brushed past them walking down the stairs and leaving your ex-boyfriends apartment building. Your emotions were all over the place. You were feeling a little better that you could finally shout those words into his face after bottling them up inside you for weeks. You felt relieved.
“You okay?” Sam asked when he approached you.
“Yeah.” You said with a small smile hugging yourself.
“Come here.” He said and pulled you into a hug. You immediately melted into his arms feeling yourself tear up again. “He’s being a big dick. I’m sorry about the way he treated you. You definitely didn’t deserve that and neither did he deserve you.” He whispered as he rubbed your back gently.
You were so grateful to have Sam as your friend. It surprised you that he wasn’t on the side of his brother. Sam loved his brother a lot, but the thing he was pulling off with you, didn’t sit right with Sam. In Sam’s eyes, you were awesome and had a great personality. He understood why Ryan was crushing on you. Ryan distanced himself from Dean and you over the time you were together. You always told Dean to reach out to him again since a final fight lead to separate ways between Dean and Ryan. Dean eventually did the summer before you two broke up.
“Thanks,” was all you said and gave him a small smile. He smiled at you and nodded holding you for a little moment before letting you go.
What happened that night was something unimaginable. You ended up sleeping at Sam, probably not the smartest thing to do and regretted it the moment you woke up. You got so drunk at the next bar you guys found, both of you. One thing lead to another and you ended up in the same bed. You were supposed to stay at Julia’s place, she had to leave early because of work. Sam promised her to take you to her place, but that didn’t happen obviously.
Julia was worried sick when you didn’t show up but assumed you crashed at Sam’s place. You lied to her telling her you didn’t want to wake her up, since you were so drunk. She bought it.
When you were alone at Julia’s place, your mind kept going back to the talk you had with Dean. Julia and you talked about it when she came home during her break from work. She told you, to talk to him alone with no other people involved. You texted him and he even agreed to meet up and talk things out. And you guys did.
“Hey.” You said awkwardly.
“Hey.” He said with a tight smile. “You wanted to talk then…talk.”
You swallowed hard and nodded, “First of all, yesterday wasn’t the smartest ting to address the whole situation. But the way we broke up wasn’t fair. You broke up with me via fucking Snapchat which is worse than text and you told me, you love me the day before.” You rubbed your arm and looked at the ground.
When he didn’t answer you kept going, “We had plans. I wanted to move here for you, for our relationship. I was going to give up so mich for you, because I really love you, Dean. I trusted you, we talked about so many times and y-“
“I couldn’t wait anymore and come on, we wouldn’t have worked out.” He interrupts you.
Ouch, that one hurt.
“Do you ever loved me?” You asked out of the blue, just being curious and dying to know if he ever did.
“I did.”
“Then you have no clue what love means. You never put mich afford into this relationship. You didn’t even want to try fighting to make it work, just because you need to get your dick wet by that bitch.” You slipped so done with being nice.
“You’re right it wasn’t fair how I broke up and I’m sorry.” Is all he said ignoring the last part. You looked at him and just scoffed, knowing he didn’t mean the apology serious. He said it, because he knew you wanted to hear it.
“I thought you never would hurt and disappoint me the way you did.” You said and teared up. “Have a great life.” You walked off not able to stand there anymore. You were hurt and just devastated he left you. You were hurting.
You and Dean never saw each other again after you walked off, but you felt better after the conversation helped you to put your emotions into place. Kira stalked you on instagram most of the time because she felt intimidated by you, even though you lived miles away. It annoyed you, so you blocked her and her beat friend.
Dean blocked and removed you on every social network. You didn’t understand why. You understood he unfollowed you, but the whole blocking this was just ridiculous at this point.
You and Sam talked about the hook and told each other it was a one time thing which shouldn’t repeat itself.
Sam became your closest and best friend after the breakup and you were just grateful to have him.
END
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All about that scene - Jensen Ackles x Reader
Title: All about that scene
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Warnings: Smut, So much fluff though
Summary: Jensen is single but he has feelings for his costar on Supernatural, you. Your characters are also attracted to each other so the time comes for you to finally film a bed scene. Only problem is that it doesn’t seem that realistic to the director so the you two actually end up doing it for real.
A/N: As it was “requested” in a way, I finally got the chance to write this long ass story! It was so hard not to let ‘Dean’ slip as I wrote this thing but it came along.
“And you’re all done! Just, Jensen, please try not to mess it up too much, yeah?”
“Well, he can’t make any promises today.” Jared said to the makeup artist with a smirk, earning a sharp look from Jensen, as they both got up from their seats, exited and made their way to grab a coffee and something to eat.
“Alright, ok.” Jared huffed, tired of the silence that had set between the two of them “So you’re not even gonna try to talk about this now huh?” Jared raised an eyebrow, looking at his friend who forced himself to focus on the task at hand to occupy his mind from thinking about the upcoming work and even more one particular upcoming scene.
“Yes, exactly. Yep.” Jensen muttered, making Jared roll his eyes but smirk softly nonetheless. He let a small pause follow between the two of them as Jensen tried to pick what to eat.
“So you will just keep acting as if it’s not gonna happen at all hm?” he asked again.
Without meeting his eyes Jensen nodded his head, mutter a “Yep”
“And-” Jared narrowed his eyes, noticing how Jensen was on edge despite how cool he tried to look “You will pretend like everything’s just normal?”
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