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ddlydevotion · 12 days ago

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obsessive! neighbor x fem reader

a/n: nsfw content so proceed with caution pls!! I apologize for any spelling errors, and yes this character was based off of Jensen Ackles 💌.

currently listening to: get free by lana del rey ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

All of it started out as an innocent fascination- a guilty pleasure. He knew it wasn’t right but you just so happened to be right there with your blinds wide open (which was a rare occasion). He quickly became infatuated with you even in the moments where you were so quick to judge your own appearance. He enjoyed watching you speak on the phone, cook dinner in mismatched pajamas, and watch your favorite movie for the tenth time. He’d always find himself smiling while witnessing these little moments- he enjoyed seeing your happiness.

He couldn’t exactly explain the thrill he felt being able to witness your charming little quirks in secrecy. Oddly enough, he felt incredibly close to you. Almost as if he was a longtime friend of yours. He’s seen you in some of your most vulnerable moments despite the fact that the two of you haven’t even had a full fledged conversation.

He often found himself hoping that you’d catch him in the act just so he’d have an excuse to speak with you. Even if the conversation would occur under very strange circumstances. He’d compare the effect that you have on him to that of a siren on a sailor, but you’re not even driving him crazy on purpose. You don’t know in the slightest just how beautiful he finds you. Well, if you couldn’t tell with the way he stares at you when the two of you just so happen to be outside of the house at the same time.

It was around four months into his obsession when he decided he had enough of admiring you from afar. He took it upon himself to sneakily slither past the cameras planted outside of your home in order to dismantle your car engine. It took longer than he expected but he needed to stick to his plan. It broke his heart seeing you so worked up about the possibility of being late to work once you realized your car wasn’t starting. But, boy was it worth seeing your relieved smile once he offered to drive you to your destination. He replayed the moment in his head over and over and over again. You looked at him as if he created the universe itself.

He knows taking your engine out was a bit much but c’mon you can’t blame him :(! How else was he supposed to offer you a ride?

He has your phone number saved and requests to view your location. “It’s just to be safe, sweetheart, you know how crazy shit can get nowadays.”

You try to ignore the heated gaze he throws any man that interacts with you n any way that he deems as ‘inappropriate’ or far from friendly. The look he gives them is so frightening you’re almost shocked that he has such an expression on his face in public. He sorta has no filter .

“That guy was a little weird, right?”

Gets surprised when you show an interest in the same media as him. What do you mean you also like Pearl Jam (,,•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ ,,)? It’s so funny bc he tends to act as if he’s older than you by centuries.

You have a tendency to cook/bake for him as a way to show that you’re thankful for his help. He takes the carefully packed dish from your hands before leaning in to hug you and place a soft kiss onto your forehead.

When the two of you are having the occasional movie night, he has a habit of letting out a sound that’s a mix between a laugh and a groan when an extra gruesome scene pops up in whatever horror movie you may be watching. He just thinks movies that are too gory are ridiculous at that point.

loves seeing the smile that spreads across your face when he takes you out to coffee/breakfast on his off days. “You don’t always have to be making food yourself, cmon lemme treat you.”

prefers to spend time with you at your place instead of his but you don’t really push on the reason why. However, there’s a set of days where he invites you over and it gives you the chance to admire his choice of decoration. His dog has already taken an extreme liking to you. You do find it a bit odd that he doesn’t allow you to see some of the rooms within the upstairs area of the home, but it could be nothing. Right?

From that day on, he was always offering to assist you with even the tiniest of errands. Oh, you’re heading to the grocery store? Well let him come with you! He’ll carry the bags, push the cart, and pay for your food despite the protests that fall from your lips. He wants to make himself useful when he’s around you. Simply admiring your beauty and talking your ear off isn’t going to cut it.

has a southern accent that is to die for and he uses it to his advantage. Takes it upon himself to call you endearing names like, “sweetheart”, “gorgeous”, and “honey”. He deems those pet names as ‘safe’ since they’re not too romantic to the point of scaring you away, but they’re enough for him to get the illusion that you’re his in some way.

It’s common for you to invite him into your home since he’s a friend of yours at this point! Always so sweet in offering to help you with errands, complete tasks around the house, and even taking time out of his day to check in on you. He takes this as an opportunity to make his way into your bedroom, your dome of privacy, and go through your belongings. He takes a look at the fragrances/cosmetics on your vanity and takes a mental note of them for future reference.

How else will he know how to give you the perfect gift? He’s doing this to feel closer to you. he’s doing this for you. For your future with him.

and yes, he peeks into your drawer and fingers through your lace panties and silk ridden bras. He curses himself for doing so but you make him do things he never thought he’d ever do. He brings your underwear up to his nose, and carefully places it into his pocket once he’s had his fill. It later ends up stained with his cum from him sloppily stroking his cock with the delicate fabric of your panties. He uses this as an excuse to keep them for even longer because how could he ever return them after staining them like that :(? He would never want you to see that. He’d hate himself if he ever found out that his actions caused for you to become disgusted with him.

there’s quite an age gap between the two of you as he’s in his 40’s, and this makes him want to tread carefully. He’d do anything to divert away from the ‘creepy older guy’ stereotype and he’s…doing an okay job.

gets touchy when he places his hands on your hips whilst passing by you in the kitchen. If you’re not good at eye contact then I’ve got some bad news for you because he will stare you down during a conversation. He just finds you so fucking pretty and can’t bring himself to look away for even a second unless it’s to blink. Austin loves being able to get his hands on you every chance he gets, but he mostly does it through ‘friendly’, delicate touches. For example, he loves brushing your hair away from your face, holding your hand in order to get a closer look at your manicure, grabbing your chin to get you to look at him.

“Cmon, y’ know I’m not gonna bite ‘cha.” it makes you feel insane because he sometimes says the sweetest things with the most intense stare. The kind that makes your thighs clench and stomach flutter. I say sometimes because he genuinely does love you, it isn’t just lust that possesses his actions. Sure, the way he expresses his love can be a bit unconventional and illegal but who said love is easy?

watches you play with your pussy through his bedroom window as if you’re an Oscar winning actress in his favorite film. “Cmon, baby, show me that pretty pussy”, he begs with a hushed whisper for you to face his window as he fists his fat cock. as if you can actually hear him.

Austin finds himself asking if there’s a lucky man in your life real subtle, and anxiety rushes through his body as he anticipates your answer. He finally lets himself breathe once you answer with ‘no’ and he uses this as an excuse to move closer to you. His hand finds your clothed thigh, and he whispers, “can I please kiss you?”

I mean, why would you say no? The man who never denies an opportunity to help you, teaches you new recipes, shares stories from his personal life, brings you gifts, makes an effort to be liked by your pets, takes it upon himself to care about what’s happening in your life is asking to kiss you. why would you say no when you, yourself, have been waiting for this exact moment?

So, you nod with your lips parted in anticipation. You’ve sealed your fate and there’s no going back now.

Who would’ve known that you’d fall so hopelessly in love with your next door neighbor? Austin didn’t think he’d ever do such a thing.

Neither did his wife.

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unknowntoyou2205 · 4 months ago

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Mum I love you

Info: y/n has been part of the supernatural cast from the beginning as the youngest Winchester. She recently lost her mum from cancer and it’s her first convention since the loss, leading to questions being asked.

Relationship: Supernatural cast x platonic reader

Warnings: Mention of loss of parent, cancer, grief

Y/n lay on her hotel bed, staring at the wall in front of her as she lay on her side. Thoughts of her mum were evident in her mind, the last moments she had with her and the duration of her life with her. y/m/n had just lost her battle with cancer, and at the young age of 21 y/n was completely lost without her. She still remembered getting the call from her father, telling her to come to the hospice because her mother was asking for her. She remembered her dad meeting her at the entrance, him pulling her into a hug and kissing her head, before she walked into her mums room, crouching down to hug her tightly as she whispered her sorries and I love yous.

The funeral had a big turn out, y/m/n was the type that everyone loved for. Among those that turned up for y/n, were Jared and Jensen, along with cast and crew of Supernatural. They had been on a break from filming, and y/n had been at home when she was told her mother unfortunately wasn’t going to win her battle. Jensen remembers y/n calling him in the middle of the night, crying after receiving the news. Their time zone was different, and y/ didn’t think about what time it was, wanting to rant to someone. He was straight on the first flight when she told him her mother had passed, calling Jared on the way, and arrived on her doorstep, confusing her father. It was no secret that y/n had a close relationship with her co-stars, but Jensen and y/n were like the father daughter duo on set. So when the duo turned up, y/f/n just showed them to her room and left them alone. Y/n had been distraught, starring at the wall, wrapped in her mother’s dressing gown that she wore all the time. She refused to acknowledge the two lads at the start, but once she felt Jensen’s hand on her back, she broke down, and she screamed as she clung to him, Jared holding her hand over his shoulder.

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The hall where the convention was taking place was packed. Crowds of supernatural fans had came, wanting to catch a glimpse of the three Winchesters. Dean, Sam & Isla were fan favorites, and the relationship between the three actors were something people loved to see. When they heard that y/n was returning to conventions after a long personal break, fans went wild, and y/n could feel the energy from back stage. She pulled her top over her hands as she flapped them about, before gasping in shock when arms wrapped around her from behind.

“Please welcome the Winchester clan, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalaecki and the lovely, y/n l/n.” Was heard over the speaker before y/n moved away from Jensen as they walked up the steps.

“I’m with you if you need me.” Jensen’s voice came over her shoulder before kissing her cheek.

“Yea.” Y/n spoke softly, leaning back on him, smiling at Jared as he came to them, doing their handshake.

Y/n giggled a little as Jared jokingly slipped on the last step before waving to the crowd while Jensen messed with Jared in picking him up and making sure he’s ok. Y/n rolled her eyes at their antics before sitting on the middle seat, waiting for the guys to sit down before shaking her head. She tried to keep a smile on her face as the Q&A begun.

Y/n smiled out to the crowd as the crowd settled down from the comedic start, waving at some of the phones that were evidently recording. Jensen couldn’t help but watch y/n for a moment with a slight smile before turning his attention back to the fans as the questions begun. Y/n was relieved that most questions were upbeat.

“Are you alright Jared?” Y/n asked, placing a hand on Jared’s arm in comfort.

“I don’t know, that was a big fall.” Jared stated, pouting a bit.

“Well with your height I’m not surprised.” Y/n teased him, and he gasped in mock hurt as laughs were heard.

“Why I never.” Jared stated.

“She’s back.” Jensen smiled to the crowd, holding a hand to y/n as Jared moved away from y/n.

“My question is for Jensen and Jared.” A woman around the lads age spoke out.

“That’s exclusion.” Y/n piped out, pointing at the woman who looked down.

“Now y/n, let’s not be rude and let the nice lady ask her question.” Jensen scolded y/n jokingly, causing y/n to hang her head in shame.

“I have grown to feel like I have watched y/n grow up on screen, and I find it emotional watching her character evolve from the little scared girl to the young independent woman, and I was wondering how does it feel to watch y/n grow from the little 7 year old girl to this young 21 year old woman we see in front of us today.” The woman spoke, and y/n blushed as she looked down.

“Well I for one am personally incredibly honored to have had the chance to be around y/n since she was so young, you know. It’s not something that typically happens in our line of work, you know, working for 13, 14 years together. You generally don’t get that opportunity a lot of the time.” Jensen spoke, using his hands to express himself.

“Most of the time children don’t last very long on a show, they just don’t have the attention span. So when I first seen that there was going to be a little girl or boy, we didn’t know at the time whether or not Dean and Sam were going to have a little brother or sister, I was a little taken aback. Because the hours we do are so demanding and obviously you can’t have a child on set for 13 14 hours a day, you know, it’s not realistic. But y/n, you know, the moment we done auditions with her, we automatically knew that she was a good match for us.” Jared explained, smiling at the memory of their first meeting.

“Y/n was this shy little girl when she came in and as soon as Bobby called action she just turned like that “ Jensen clicked his fingers together, “She was amazing, and I mean you guys seen on the show how great she was.” Jensen bragged, causing cheers to abrupt from the crowds.

“Alright alright.” y/n spoke, using her hands to tell them to pip down.

“No but honestly, this woman. She really is something else. I mean watching her grow up, I have enjoyed it. I still remember her clinging to me on set every day for the first few months of filming. She would refuse to leave my side if she could.” Jensen smiled softly, placing a hand on y/n’s shoulder.

“Yea she took to you really quickly, which kinda hurt I won’t lie.” Jared joked at the end, making y/n smile sadly at him. “Nah, but she has truly become family, and there is nothing that I wouldn’t do for this kid.” Jared spoke proudly, taking y/n’s hand in his to give it a squeeze.

“I still remember when she was young she came to these conventions and mostly stayed behind, but every now and then she would run on stage, if the guys were playing she would dance with the beat until myself or Jared would take her. She would just sit there with her goofy little smile, poking us with her little fingers until we would jokingly bite them.” Jensen spoke with a laugh, causing y/n to giggle slightly.

“Now she hurts with her words so I guess some things never change.” Jared joked causing y/n’s jaw to drop in mock shock.

“She has grown so much more confident in herself which I love to see. I’m like a proud father I have to say.” Jensen spoke with a smile, causing the crowd to awe as y/n leaned her head on Jensen's shoulder.

“Thank you for your question.” Jared smiled at the woman before they moved onto a younger girl.

Moving to the corner of the stage, y/n kneeled down as she watched the girl rush towards her. Tears built in y/n’s eyes as he wrapped her arms around the girl who was close in age to her, breathing out heavily as she controlled her emotions before speaking.

“Hey guys, my name’s Amelia.” The girl spoke softly.

“Hi Amelia.” Y/n smiled at the girl who was close to y/n’s age.

“Who’s your question for Amelia?” Jared asked.

“ My questions for y/n.” She spoke hesitantly.

“Yes.” Y/n celebrated, smiling widely at the girl.

“I don’t want to thread on your emotions and I know this is a little personally, but as we all know you just lost your mum to cancer.” The girl spoke timidly, and y/n’s breath hitched a little as she nodded, “ And well, I recently just got told that my mum hasn’t got that long left so I was just wondering, how do you deal with that news?”

Jensen and Jared looked at y/n with sad smiles, not knowing how she would react or what to say.

“Can you come closer, because firstly I want to give you a hug.” Y/n spoke with a cough, and she dropped the mike on the chair as she got up.

Y/n smiled a watery smile as she felt the tears begin to fall. Quickly wiping them she stood back up from her position and headed back to where Jensen and Jared were watching the scene with sad smiles. Jared placed a hand on her back as she grabbed her mike and sat back down before Jensen took her hand, squeezing it.

“You make your mum proud, I can tell how much she means to you. My mum meant a lot to me too,, still does. But you have to brave for her which isn’t easy. Watching her go from the strong woman you know to someone who relies on you for everything isn’t easy. I’ve been there, it’s not nice. But you can’ show her how you feel. If she sees you smile, she’ll be happy. And that’s all that matters.” YY/n whispered to her, not breaking the hug.

“I’m scared of life without her.” The girl sobbed.

“I know you are, I was too. I still am, just remember the good times. And remember, there are people around you who are there for you. I’m here for you. Never forget that.” Y/n whispered before kissing the girls cheek and moving apart from her.

“Thank you.” The girl stated softly, wiping her cheeks.

“It doesn’t matter who you are or what age you are, grief is always tough. It comes in waves. But it hits different when you’ve been told your going to lose someone close to you, and you have to grieve them while they’re right in front of you. You grieve the times you had before and the times you’ll never have. But what never changes, is the love you have for them.” Y/n spoke with shaky breathes, and the crowd smiled weakly at her. “I love you mum.” Y/n spoke softly into the mike, and Jensen pulled her into a hug as the tears began to fall.

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winchesterwild78 · 7 months ago

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The Director

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader (wife)

Warnings: None. This is a fluff piece.

A/N: Got inspired by a series of pictures @jackles010378 posted. Just a quick story about a day on set with Director Jensen. This is a work of fiction and does not depict real life. No disrespect to Jensen or his family. All work is my own, do not take it or copy it without permission. Wrote this fast and edited it fast, please overlook any errors.

Minors DNI 18+

Jensen loved being an actor, but he also loved directing. He had a great eye that lended to amazing shots and takes. He was thrilled when he was approached to direct some episodes of his latest project.

“Hey Y/N, how’s things going at home? How are the kids?” You heard your husband’s husky voice ask on the other end of the phone. “Hey babe, we’re good. They are outside playing and I’m fixing some lunch. Is everything okay? You sound off.”

Jensen let out a long sigh, “Yeah, they asked me to direct the next few episodes.” “Oh Jens, that’s great! Why don’t you sound more excited?” “I don’t know. I guess I’m just nervous. It’s a lot of responsibility and I don’t want to screw it up.” “Jensen, you’re amazing at what you do. You always give all of yourself to anything you do. It doesn’t matter if it’s work, family or friends. You put all of yourself into everything. That’s one of the things I love about you. Jens, honey, you can do this.”

“Thank you baby, I just needed to hear your voice. I love you.” “I love you too, Jensen, now, go do your thing baby.” You hung up and felt a pang of guilt. Jensen always put too much pressure on himself and you knew being by his side would help calm him.

You grabbed your phone and called Gen. “Hey Gen, I have a huge favor to ask. Can you watch the kids for me? Jensen has been asked to direct and I’m afraid he’s spiraling.” “Sure, Y/N. Bring them over. We can all hang out and they can have a sleepover.” “Thanks, Gen! You’re the best.”

You ran upstairs and packed yourself, and the kids. You took the kids to Gen and Jared’s and thanked her again. Then you headed for the shooting location. You were thankful this latest project was local enough so you could drive to set.

You called Clif so he could meet you at security and get you inside without issue. You arrived and made it through security without any problem. “So, Clif. How is our boy doing? Honestly.” “Well, he’s stressed and of course he’s trying to make sure everything is perfect. You know how he hates to let people down.” “I know, thanks for getting me through security.” Clif hugged you and led you to the set.

You saw Jensen behind the camera and he called cut as soon as you stepped in. He hadn’t seen you, and he was giving directions to the actors. You could see he was getting frustrated and he was trying to contain it. He called action and you watched as he moved around the set with the camera to get the perfect shot.

One of the actors tripped and fell, so Jensen called cut again. The actor immediately started apologizing and Jensen put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, it happens. Are you hurt? Do you need a break?” The actor shook his head and told Jensen no. The actor looked no more than 20 so you knew he was new. Jensen was always so kind and understanding with mishaps on the set. Afterall, he and Jared did plenty to drive their directors crazy.

Jensen saw what time it was and he cut for lunch. He was frustrated. As the room cleared out you saw him sit down, take off his hat and run his fingers up and through his hair. He let out a frustrated sigh. Seeing him like that always broke your heart.

You walked up behind him, his head still down and hands in his hair and you put your arms around him. “Hey there Mr. Director. You look like you could use a break.” You kissed his cheek. Jensen’s head went up and his big green eyes looked at you with excitement and love. “Hey baby, what are you doing here?” He stood and threw his arms around you and softly kissed your lips. “I had Gen watch the kids, and I came to see if I could help with my husband’s stress.”

He sat back down and pulled you between his legs. Cupping your face he kissed you again, this time it was more passionate. “Come on baby, let’s get you to your trailer so you can eat some lunch and relax. I’ll rub your shoulders.”

The two of you walked back to his trailer, hand in hand and he wore a mischievous smirk. Once in his trailer he plopped down on the sofa and pulled you with him. He peppered kisses all over you and had you giggling. “I love hearing your laugh, darlin’. It’s one of my favorite things to hear.” You smiled at him, “I love when you make me laugh. Now, let’s get you some lunch. What do you want and I’ll make it or go get it.”

“I’d rather just take you to the bedroom.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. “Jensen Ross Ackles!” You laughed. He stood up and grabbed you around your waist, “Y/N Y/M/N Ackles. I can’t help it. I'm in love with my wife and can’t wait to please her.” You giggled, “Fine, but you promise you’ll eat after.” “Darlin’ I plan on eating during.” He winked at you and you blushed.

“Yes, I’ll grab something later.” You took his hand and led him back to the bedroom of his trailer. Clothes were shed and you helped Jensen relax and release all his built up stress. A few times actually.

By the time you two were finished he had about 15 minutes before he had to return to set. “Jens, you need to get dressed and back to set soon.” He pulled you closer to him and groaned, “Do I have to. I’d rather just lay here in your arms for the rest of the day.” “Me too, but you have a job to do. I’ll be here with you tonight. I have a bag packed and Gen is watching the kids.” His smile grew big, “That’s great. I will get you all to myself tonight.” You shook your head, “Now, go finish the shoot for the day.”

You both got dressed and Jensen grabbed a quick bite from craft services. He pulled a chair up for you to sit next to him while he finished shooting for the day. You loved watching him work, and sitting next to him helped calm him. The rest of the shoot went smoothly. By the time Jensen called cut for the day, everyone was exhausted.

Jensen took you by the hand and led you out of the set and towards his trailer. Once inside he pulled you close to him, “Thank you for coming to set today. I love you so much.” “You’re welcome baby. I love you too, Mr. Director.”

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the-offside-rule · 8 months ago

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Jensen Ackles - exile

Requested: yes

Prompt: "Can you write a fic related to that last story you did with Y/n being a singer? Maybe like Jensen helping her write a song or something cute??"

Warnings: not really, no

The gentle rustle of sheets and the soft hum of a distant piano woke Y/n from her sleep. Blinking groggily, she reached over to Jensen's side of the bed, only to find it empty. Confused, she sat up, listening intently. The soothing sound of the piano playing drifted through the house, luring her out of the warm embrace of their bed. Quietly, she slipped out of bed, wrapping a robe around herself as she padded towards the source of the music. Peering over the banister, she saw Jensen seated at the piano, his fingers moving gracefully over the keys as he hummed a tune softly to himself.

With a soft smile, Y/n made her way downstairs, the wooden steps creaking slightly under her weight. Jensen seemed lost in his music, his brow furrowed in concentration. She approached him gently, not wanting to startle him. "Hey." She whispered, sitting down beside him and placing a kiss on his shoulder. He jumped slightly at her voice. "Couldn't sleep?" Jensen looked up, his green eyes meeting hers with a sheepish smile. "Yup." He admitted. "Started messing around with this tune. Not sure if it's any good, though. Probably going to scrap it." Y/n frowned, sitting down beside him on the piano bench. "Let me hear it." She insisted. "Play it for me." Jensen hesitated for a moment before nodding. He began to play, his voice low and melodic as he sang the words he had been working on. "I can see you standing, honey. With his arms around your body. You're laughing but the jokes not funny at all."

He turns his head slightly, glancing over at Y/n's focused face as she listened to the words. "And it took you five whole minutes. To pack us up and leave me with it. Holding all this love out here in the hall." Y/n shifted in the seat. This almost sounded like a breakup song, but as far as she was concerned, they hadn't been anywhere near a breakup stage for years. "You're not my homeland anymore, so what am I defending now? You were my town, now I'm in exile seeing you out. I think I've seen this film before." When he finished, she turned to him with a soft smile. "Whats it about?" She asked. "Well, I wrote the first part when we nearly broke up at that party like ten years ago." He chuckled. "The other bit just happened." Y/n let out a chuckle. "That's beautiful, babe." She said softly. "You can't scrap that. It's too good." He chuckled, a hint of relief in his eyes. "You really think so?"

"I know so." Y/n replied firmly. "Let's get to work." He arched a brow. "Right now?" She nodded. "Come on, what's the worst that could happen? If it turns out bad, we could always just keep the song secret." Jensen smiled, handing her his notebook and going back to playing the piano. They spent the rest of the night huddled together at the piano, adding lyrics and refining the melody. The hours passed quickly, filled with laughter and whispered words of encouragement. As the first light of dawn began to filter through the windows, they finally finished the song.

Y/n stood and stretched, her stomach grumbling softly. "I think it's time for breakfast." she said with a grin. "I'll make us something to eat." She smiled, getting up and heading towards the kitchen. Jensen stood staring at the words scribbled on his notebook. The song was finished, and it's honestly one of the most beautiful things he had ever written; not only that, but he managed to write it with his wife. Jensen then stopd up, walking towards the kitchen. He leaned against the doorframe, watching her hum a tune and fuddle with the pan on the stove, the delicious smell filling the room as the sunlight poured in the window. He finally pushed himself off the frame and walked up being her, wrapping his arms around her waist as she cooked. He nuzzled her neck, pressing a gentle kiss to her skin, whilst one of her hand reached up behind Jensen's head, moving his messy locks around. "I love you, Y/n." He murmured.

She leaned back into his embrace, smiling contentedly. "I love you too, Jensen." Just as Jensen was about to whisper something else in Y/n's ear, the patter of small feet echoed through the hallway. "Well, they're up." Y/n joked. "I liked the peace we had a few minutes ago." Jensen sighed. Their children, drawn by the enticing aroma of breakfast, burst into the kitchen with bright, eager eyes. "Mommy! Daddy! What's for breakfast?" Their eldest, a little girl with Jensen's green eyes, asked as she ran up to them. Y/n chuckled, turning in Jensen's embrace to greet their children. "Good morning, loves. I'm making pancakes." She said, bending down to scoop their youngest into her arms.

Jensen smiled warmly at their children, ruffling their son's hair. "Did the smell wake you guys up?" The eldest grabbed her youngest sister and brought her towards the kitchen table. "Yeah! Pancakes!" Their son cheered, jumping up and down with excitement. Y/n glanced at Jensen, her eyes twinkling with affection. "Looks like we'll have to finish our moment later." She winked, patting his chest gently. " Jensen shrugged. "If we open the back door they'll be outside for at least a half an hour." Y/n laughed at the suggestion that didn't seem all too bad an idea. "Fine, later." He agreed with a smile, then turning to their children. "Who wants to help Daddy set the table?"

The children eagerly volunteered, their excitement palpable as they scrambled to grab plates and utensils. "Hey! Wash, your hands first!" Jensen guided them, his laughter filling the kitchen as they worked together. Y/n watched them, her heart full of love and gratitude. Despite the interruption, she wouldn't trade this chaotic, joy-filled moment for anything. As she flipped the pancakes, she hummed the tune of their new song, feeling content and blessed by the life they had built together. Jensen caught her eye from across the kitchen and mouthed a simple "I love you".

Y/n smiled back, mouthing the words in return before turning her attention back to the pancakes.

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himerobyn · 2 years ago

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Jensen Ackles Gif Pack

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winchesterdreamgirl88 · 1 month ago

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Under the Spotlight

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: You have been Jensen's assistant for a few years and during a convention you guys have to share a bed and feelings are revealed.

Word Counts: 1127

Warnings: Allusions to smut

A/n: I feel like my stories are finally getting better and people are liking them more! I will make a part 2 of what happens next if people want. Feedback is appreciated:)

You'd been Jensen Ackles' assistant for two years now, and if you were being honest, your feelings for him were more complicated than they should be. Working behind the scenes of conventions, handling his schedule, answering his fan mail, and making sure he was always at the right place at the right time — you'd gotten to know him better than anyone, save for his family. And, despite your best efforts to keep things professional, there was an undeniable chemistry between the two of you.

You had always kept a respectful distance, knowing he had just gone through a very public divorce, and you didn’t want to make things harder for him. But tonight... tonight was different.

The two of you had flown out to a convention in New Orleans, and due to unforeseen circumstances, there had been a mix-up with the hotel accommodations. There were no extra rooms available, so Jensen had offered to share his room with you — a situation that made you nervous, but you couldn't refuse.

By the time you arrived at the hotel, both of you were exhausted from the long flight and the packed schedule. Jensen’s charming smile, though, never faltered. He had that way about him — always so easygoing, making everyone feel comfortable around him, despite the emotional weight he carried from his divorce.

You checked in, got the key, and headed to the room. It was a spacious suite with a king-sized bed, which in hindsight seemed far too small for two adults, especially considering the unspoken tension that had been building for months.

Jensen opened the door, and you both stepped inside. He immediately collapsed on the couch with a groan. "Man, I’m beat. You don’t realize how draining these things are until you’ve been on your feet for twelve hours."

You nodded, trying not to let your eyes linger too long on the way his shirt clung to his chest, the way his jeans stretched just right. You’d always known Jensen was attractive — how could you not? But right now, in the quiet of the hotel room, the usual banter and crowds were replaced with the rawness of two people alone together, and the silence felt heavier than it should.

"I'm going to take a quick shower," Jensen said, sitting up on the couch and pulling his shoes off. "Feel free to relax."

You smiled politely, nodding, and quickly busied yourself with organizing some notes on the desk. But your thoughts were elsewhere. You couldn't stop wondering what it would feel like to let your guard down — to not worry about the boundaries of being his assistant. To just... be a woman.

Minutes passed, and you heard the water turn on in the bathroom. The sound of his shower only added to the growing tension in the room. You tried not to imagine what he looked like in there — tried not to think about the way he smelled, the warmth of his skin. But your mind kept betraying you.

Finally, the sound of the shower stopped, and a moment later, Jensen emerged from the bathroom, a towel around his waist, his chest still glistening from the steam. His messy hair only added to the allure, and you had to turn away, pretending to focus on the notes in front of you.

"I’ll be done in a minute," he said with a grin, as if nothing unusual was happening. But you couldn’t shake the heat that suddenly filled the room, a feeling that was too close to desire.

"You... want to watch something?" he offered, already heading for his suitcase, pulling out some clothes.

You nodded quickly, trying to sound casual. "Sure, whatever you want."

As he changed into a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, you settled on the bed, careful to stay on your side. The bed seemed so much smaller now, and every inch of space felt like a boundary you couldn’t cross — but there was no denying that something between the two of you had shifted.

After a few minutes, Jensen finally climbed into bed next to you, both of you keeping to your respective sides, as if the distance would somehow make things easier.

For a while, you both stayed quiet, watching the TV, the only sound being the faint hum of the air conditioning. But you couldn't stop noticing the way his arm brushed against yours occasionally, how his scent filled the room. And despite all the unspoken words, all the "I'm just his assistant" thoughts in your head, you could feel him getting closer — almost as if he was waiting for you to make a move.

Then, out of nowhere, Jensen’s voice broke the silence. “You ever think about how weird it is? Being so close to someone, but never really… crossing that line?”

Your heart skipped a beat. It wasn’t a direct confession, but it felt like it.

You turned your head to look at him, his green eyes flicking to yours. There was a flicker of something in them — something more than friendship, more than professionalism. "What do you mean?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

He leaned back against the pillows, one arm behind his head, his gaze never leaving yours. "I don’t know," he said with a shrug, though his expression was anything but casual. "Sometimes I feel like there’s this tension between us. Like we’re both just waiting for the right moment."

Your breath caught in your throat. Was he talking about what you thought he was? You didn’t know how to answer, but you felt the words rising in your chest. Say something. Do something.

Before you could stop yourself, you found yourself closing the space between the two of you, your hand reaching for his. Jensen didn’t pull away. In fact, he leaned forward slightly, his eyes searching yours for permission.

And in that moment, all the years of being just his assistant — of staying professional, of holding back — dissolved.

You kissed him. Gently at first, then with more urgency, as if the weight of everything unspoken had to be released in that single moment. Jensen’s hands were on your back, pulling you closer, the heat of his skin burning through the thin fabric of your clothes.

For the first time since you’d started working with him, it didn’t feel like there was any distance between you. It didn’t feel like he was someone you had to be professional with. It felt right.

When you finally pulled away, breathless and tangled in the sheets, Jensen’s smile was soft, but there was no mistaking the desire in his eyes.

"Yeah," he murmured, his voice low, "I think this is the right moment."

And that was all you needed to hear.

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bitterdeathtoswallow · 7 months ago

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Jared was in a bit of shock. He hadn't lived in the complex long, but the pack house was being rebuilt after a fire set by a rival pack and it was taking longer than expected. Instead of the pack alpha crashing on the couches of his various underlings, he had decided to rent an apartment.

Jack's scent had been something that had been driving him crazy for months.

And now, having it so close to him almost had his eyes glowing with the need to claim the little human.

"You...want to learn to cook...?"

Jared was a bit confused. He didn't expect this sort of request.

"Well, first of all, get in here and have something good to eat. If I had known you were living off of take out, I would have been bringing you my left overs. Fuck, man. You can't live on Thai alone. Unless you are from Thailand...and that's...you know what. Ignore me."

He ushered Jack inside and towards the bubbling pot of stew that was cooking on the stove. The scent of fresh bread filled the room as well.

"Dietary restrictions or allergies?"

open to anyone. test muse: jack kendrick. callum turner fc. 32. bisexual. he/him. urban planner. plot: jack doesn’t know how to cook and everyday they smell the food coming from the apartment next to them, so they decide to knock on their door and ask them to feed them/teach them how to cook decently.

"at my big old age it really is embarrassing but you'd be doing me, and my wallet, a real favour." wrapping up the proposal he's making to his neighbour from across the hall, he finally offers a sheepish smile. "i think i'm keeping the thai place on the corner in business. i could find something to help you out with as well, i'm sure."

#lilacwiine #jared is a werewolf and alpha of his pack #FC is Jensen Ackles

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lucidlivi · 2 years ago

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Chosen For Pleasure (I)

Series Masterlist/Warnings

"Actor turned business billionaire Jensen Ackles, is set to open up a new ale house here in Laredo Texas today. Plenty of stars are set to be in attendance including Ackles ex co-star and best friend Jared Padalecki. It should be a packed event!"

I listened to the reporter on the television as I adjusted the camera strap around my neck. I bit my lip as my bosses words replayed in my head.

"I really need you on this (y/n), get the picture for the magazine, and maybe we'll talk about a promotion."

I worked for a local magazine as a photographer, it wasn't my dream job by any means but it was a start. My boss Gray had connections, so if I impressed him, i'd have a better shot at getting my photographs seen by more people.

I was supposed to go to the grand opening of the new ale house by Jensen Ackles to get a picture of the ribbon cutting.

I don't know why I was so nervous, maybe because my boss made it seem as if my job depended on getting this picture.

Maybe it did.

"ugh you look gorgeous, I wish I could go with you." my roommate Stella said leaning against the door frame.

"I wish you were going too." I murmur giving her a small smile.

"here's the questions, even if you could just get him to answer one!" she said handing me a list of prepared questions for Jensen.

"I can't promise anything Stell, there will probably be hundreds of reporters there, I don't even know how I'll get a good picture. Gray will have my neck if I don't pull this off." I sighed nervously.

"everything will be fine, you always make it happen, now go out there and take a picture of that beautiful man." she cheered pushing me towards the door.

"oh an (y/n/n) try to smile, you look better when you smile." she added.

I rolled my eyes tucking her list in my jacket pocket and walking out the door with a wave. It was a quick drive to the new ale house location, this was Jensen's fourth grand opening after all so he knew all about the prime locations for business.

I gasped as I pulled up to the spot, there were thousands of people waiting. I saw a lot of people in supernatural shirts proclaiming their love for Dean Winchester.

Damn these fans sure are dedicated.

I grabbed my media badge, making sure I had everything. I walked over to an area roped off with a velvet rope, this was where the media usually stands.

I glanced up seeing the overwhelming number of reporters and photographers. There was a make shift stage where Jensen would come out and give a few words before cutting the ribbon.

"uh hi, I'm (F/N L/N) for Texas Monthly." I said to the security guard showing him my press badge.

"of course Ms. (L/N), right this way."

I'm led behind the rope with the hundreds of other media workers.

Great, I couldn't see a thing.

I wasn't the tallest, standing 5"3 on a good day. I really needed this picture. I took a deep breath. I was just going to have to push my way through. I sighed as I started to forcefully push my way through the crowded bodies. I uttered apologies as people gave me dirty looks.

It finally got to where I could push no more. I was closer to the front but still a ways away. There was no way I was getting a good picture now. I blew a piece of stray hair that had fallen in my face when there was a clearing of a mic sound, followed by the girls in the crowd delivering ear splitting screams. I stood on my tippy toes and looked up at the stage.

Jensen Ackles walked over to the microphone standing clad in a black suit and a tie. He smiled showing his perfect teeth. He waved his hand at the screaming girls.

"holy.." I stared to say looking up at him.

I've seen pictures of him of course, but up close he looked even more mesmerizing, if that were remotely possible. His eyes were dark as he scanned the crowd. His jaw clenched looking as if the heavens chiseled it out of stone. He was intimidatingly tall, with muscles being accentuated by his suit jacket. He was undeniably gorgeous.

"thank you, thank you all." He said waiting for the screams to die down.

It just made the girls scream more. Hs voice was raspy, it dripped of sex appeal.

"I appreciate everyone coming today. I'm so grateful to be opening my fourth ale house in beautiful Laredo. I've always been a connoisseur of whiskey and rum, and I've been blessed to be able to work with some incredibly talented people and make my own. What started out as a hobby has now grown in to a full blown business and I couldn't be more grateful for each and every one of you that helps this business thrive. I'm not really a man for speeches so with that being said I officially declare Ackles Ale House open!" He says cutting the ribbon.

I sucked in a sharp breath, and started to panic. I was so focused on listening to his voice, I completely forgot the entire reason I came here! I brought the camera lens up to my eye trying to get a good shot. It was impossible as there were too many people in the way.

I started snapping, praying to the heavens that there was something front page worthy in the mix. Jensen smiled as the reporters started raising their hands for questions. I dug in my pocket for Stellas list but my hands were shaking too much I ended up dropping it on the dirt below.

Shit.

I bent over quickly to pick it up.

"I apologize but Mr. Ackles isn't taking questions at this time." A voice said making people groan in displeasure.

I grabbed the paper rising. As I did I saw Jensen walking past the rope that held the media. It was like something ignited in them. Everyone started pushing closer trying to get that perfect picture, or a quote from the man himself even though it was just said he didn't want to answer questions.

I grabbed on to my camera as elbows flew into my sides and people pushed against my back. I felt my breath get caught in my throat. I didn't like crowds to begin with, and people pushing in to me was too much. A particularly large man pushed against my side causing me to trip over and fall head first into the dirt. I tried to stand up but people were too busy pushing that nobody had noticed I was down here. I covered my head worried I was going to get trampled by media reporters.

"HEY GET BACK, EVERYONE GET BACK." I heard a gruff voice call loudly over the shouting fans and reporters.

I felt a relief in pressure as the bodies move away from me quickly. I uncovered my head and saw a hand being offered out to me. I looked up and was met with piercing green eyes, eyes that belonged to a Mr. Jensen Ackles. I gulped as I looked at his extended hand. No way was he in front of me right now.

"are you okay?" He asked.

I stared at him wide eyed, somehow his voice sounded even sexier when it was talking to me. I grabbed his hand giving him a slight nervous nod. He pulled me to my feet as if I were weightless.

"no you're not, your head is bleeding."

He put his hand on my face and with his thumb stroked a spot on my forehead. I winced in pain. I must've cut my head when I fell. It was just my luck that I would look incredibly stupid in front of him. I could hear cameras snapping as he looked at me. I prayed to god this didn't end up on any front pages I was embarrassed enough already. I realized I still hadn't said anything and was just awkwardly staring at him.

"I'm sure it's okay." I quietly murmur wiping my sleeve against my head.

I looked down seeing a little red stain.

"come on, let's get you some help." He smiled.

He grabbed my hand pulling me through the crowd of people and under the rope that was now being held up by his security guards. I could hear people gossiping but I was too focused on his large hand engulfing my small one. I felt my mouth go bone dry as he pulled me inside the ale house that had yet to let patrons in.

"Sit." He instructed pulling out a bar stool for me to sit on.

He disappeared somewhere else in the pub. I took the opportunity to look around. It was beautiful in here. The decor was nice but not too flashy. He reappeared quickly with a first aide kit in hand.

"I'm sorry about that, people can get kind of crazy." He said opening the kit.

I watched his hands work delicately opening an alcohol wipe and a band aide.

Oh god his hands.

They were large, but worked swiftly and were surprisingly gentle looking.

"this will sting a little." He said dabbing my head with the wipe.

I winced and out of reflex my hand flew up grabbing his wrist. He chuckled looking me in the eyes. My strength was in no way a match for him. I'm pretty sure my face lit up like a christmas tree as I removed my hand. I continued to stare at him while he worked at cleaning some excess blood from my wound.

"you don't say much do you.. Ms. uh Ms. (L/N)." Jensen said grabbing the press badge around my neck.

"It's just (y/n)." I chirped quietly.

He towered over me. It was rather intimidating, not to mention that but he's a billionaire television star and I'm just me.

"It's not deep enough to need stitches, just a cut but definitely keep it clean and covered." He ordered putting a band aide over my cut.

He stepped back giving me a once over. I couldn't help but feel incredibly insecure.

"uh thanks, you really didn't have to do all this." I said giving him a shy smile.

"of course I did, an injury is really bad for business." He says staring down at me as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I felt the heat creeping up to my cheeks once again.

"oh yeah uh of course." I choked clearing my throat.

Gosh I'm an idiot.

There was a pause of silence before his laughter boomed in my ears.

"I'm kidding Ms. (L/N)." He said smiling.

"It's just (y/n). " I whispered again.

"so just (y/n), are you a reporter, you really don't seem like the cutthroat type." He asked gesturing to Stellas list that I still clutched in my hand.

"uh photographer actually, I was supposed to get a picture of the opening, my friend Stella is a reporter, she was supposed to come too but uh she has the stomach bug and wanted to see if I could get you to answer some of her questions for the article she's writing." I said afraid to meet his eyes.

"well did you get one?" He questions leaning on the bar so he was more relaxed and slouched down to my level."

I gave him a confused look.

"a picture." He clarifies, laughing at my confusion.

I don't know what it was about him, but it was causing my brain to get all foggy.

"oh yeah, uhm lets see." I blushed looking down at my camera.

I noticed the lens had a crack in it, and that the hatch where the sd card was inserted was open and the sd card missing.

" oh no." I said peering at my camera.

"everything okay?" Jensen spoke up furrowing his eyebrows in concern.

"uh yeah just my camera I must've cracked the lens when I fell, and my sd card fell out. It's fine though I'm sure uh there are other pictures we can use for the column." I said shaking it off.

I didn't want him to feel bad for my clumsiness.

I looked up meeting Jensens eyes. He was staring at me intently. I gulped nervously, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"well how about I answer some of your friends questions then." He offers with a smile.

"I uh thought you weren't answering questions." I said barely above a whisper.

Jensen leaned in close so we were eye level now.

"I think I can make an exception. I mean you got hurt for me after all." He said giving me a cheeky smile.

I could feel his breath fan over my face as he spoke. It smelled like mint and whiskey. I couldn't help the chills that shot through my body.

"uh great thanks, she'll be thrilled." I said starting to fiddle with the paper, of course in my nervous tirade I dropped it.

I went to reach for it at the same time as Jensen making our hands touch.

"erm sorry." I said quickly grabbing the paper and unfolding it the rest of the way.

Jensen sat leaning on the bar staring at me, waiting for me to ask him a question. I removed a pen from my pocket and quickly looked at the paper, my brain was so foggy I convinced myself I forgot how to read for a second. I took a deep breath reading the first question on the list.

"uh you went from being a successful actor on the hit show supernatural to now owning multiple businesses, to what do you.." I started but was cut off by Jensen.

"to what do I owe my sucess? is that really her question?" He asks raising his eyebrows.

I bite my lip nervously shaking my head.

"I think my success is owed to supernatural and how hard we worked to make the show what it was, it allowed me to make connections with some great people and build up my name." He said.

"maybe you just got lucky." I chirped still biting my bottom lip.

"that's funny Ms. (L/N), I found out the harder I worked the more luck seemed to come my way." He said ruggedly.

"of course, I didn't uh mean, uh I'm just going to ask the next question, you've recently started outsourcing some of your products from third world countries, is this a personal reason or.." I started but again was cut off.

"It's smart business, that's all." He said.

I scoffed looking down at the paper.

"what you don't think I'm making smart marketing decisions?" He asked raising his eyebrows.

"No it's not that, I just think your heart may be a little bit bigger than you would like people to believe. I said giving him a shy smile.

"you know many media reporters say I don't have much of a heart at all." Jensen said running his hand down his bearded chin.

"I don't believe that." I said quickly looking at him intently.

“well then you don’t know me very well Ms. (L/N), next question.” He says quickly changing topics.

I glance at the paper flustered. It seemed like this was something that he struggled with. He didn't want to answer questions to begin with and the last thing I wanted to do was make him uncomfortable with my questioning.

“Are you gay.” I spoke before my hand immediately flew over my mouth.

I'm going to kill Stell.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I just asked you that! It’s Stella she’s intrusive and since your almost never photographed with a woman, the media speculates.” I rambled feeling absolutely embarrassed.

Jensen looked at me with a stern face before laughing.

“no I’m not gay.” He said.

“I’m sorry it’s on the paper.” I blushed.

“forget the paper..” he said grabbing it from my hands and placing it on the bar. “is there anything you want to know about me?” He asked moving just a bit closer.

I bite my lip again looking down at my hands.

“you said I didn’t know you very well to believe you have a heart, is that because you don’t think you do or other people make you feel like that?” I whisper looking at the man in front of me.

He was so nice. How could someone this nice not have a heart? Jensen once again leaned down to my eye level, our noses were practically touching. I stared nervously at his gorgeous green eyes.

“I’m not who everyone thinks that I am Ms. (L/N).” He answered his eyes falling to the floor.

I was about to respond when a couple guys in black suits came in.

“Jensen we gotta get these doors open.” A middle aged man said looking to Jensen.

“yeah of course Cole, start letting the guests in.” Jensen said standing up and turning away from me.

I slowly stood up too, displeased that whatever moment we had was now over.

“just give me a minute guys.” Jensen said holding up a finger to the gentlemen in the suits.

He turns back around grabbing my chin to examine my band aide covered head. I felt electric pulse through my skin where his fingertips met.

“I’m uh really sorry you got hurt today, and that you didn’t get your picture. I hope I answered all your questions though.” He said offering me a small smile.

“I think you only answered three of them but, I uh should go, thanks again for the help I thought I was actually going to get trampled out there.” I joked biting my bottom lip again.

Jensen looks down at my lip before meeting my eyes.

“I wouldn’t have let that happen.” Jensen says seriously his eyes flicking from my lips to my eyes.

I got a nervous feeling in my gut when he stared at me. Almost as if I was nauseous but in a good way.

“I should uh go.” I whispered not wanting to delay the opening more than I already had but also wanting to savor every bit of this moment.

“I’ll uh walk you out.” Jensen says turning around and putting a hand on my lower back.

He leads me out the back door of the ale house where it isn’t overrun with people.

“I guess this is goodbye then.” I said turning to look at him one last time.

I can’t believe I actually had the chance to sit down and talk with him. My heart ached that this experience was now over.

“who knows Ms. (L/N). I might see you around.” Jensen says before turning around and walking back in to his business.

“just (y/n).” I whisper biting my lip, though he was already too far gone.

I couldn’t help the grin that spread over my face as I walked outside. The Texas heat hit me like a freight train, Jensen’s words playing in my head.

“who knows I might see you around.”

My smile didn’t falter as I quietly drove back to our little apartment. As soon as I pulled in my parking space Stella was out at my car.

“Oh my god (y/n/n) your all over the internet.” She screams handing me her phone.

I look down and there are pictures of Jensen jumping over the velvet rope to rescue me. I looked like a deer in headlights staring up at him.

God this was so embarrassing.

I just hope Gray doesn't see these. I gave her, her phone back getting out of the car.

“so…” she starts with a squeal.

“so…” I say rolling my eyes at her.

“tell me everything, what happened!?” she screams grabbing my shoulders.

“nothing really, he brought me inside to clean up my cut and we just talked for a little bit, I asked him some of your questions, I even asked him if he was gay, which thanks for that by the way.” I said pushing past her into the apartment.

“ooh yeah sorry about that, so what was he like?” She pestered.

“nice, polite, serious, intimidating.” I rattled off, my mind going to the towering man with the raspy voice.

“uh totally hot…” she added.

"I mean yeah if you're in to that type." I said glancing at her.

“so did you get your picture?” she asked looking at my camera.

I looked down at my camera again disappointed. I knew I was going to get shit for not doing the one task I was asked of, I’m just hoping Stella’s questions were enough to get me out of the hole I had dug for myself.

“no, when I fell my lens cracked and I’m missing my sd card.” I groaned taking my camera off from around my neck and tossing it on the couch.

“oh well you wrote down the answers to the questions right?” She said cocking her head to the side.

I shook my head, fishing in my jacket pocket for her list of questions where I'd scribbled his answers in pen. I didn’t feel them though. Realization hit me as I remembered Jensen grabbing the paper out of my hand and setting it on the bar. I never picked it back up. I was definitely screwed now. I remember all of his answers but still, I don’t know if anyone will believe just word of mouth.

“about that..” I started biting my lip.

“Gray’s going to be furious.” Stella says giving me a concerned look.

“you’re telling me.” I said crashing on the couch.

A million thoughts were running through my head, all of them leading back to one person in particular. He was definitely intimidating but there was also something about him that drew you in and hypnotized you. I shuddered remembering how close he was to me, the smell of his aftershave mixed with his cologne filled my nostrils. It was definitely the best day I've had in awhile despite not getting my picture and the hell I’m going to get for it. I grabbed a blanket off the back of the sofa, curling up and falling into a euphoric sleep, my dreams consisting of a certain green eyed man.

“I guess this is goodbye then.” I said turning to look at him one last time.

"maybe it doesn't have to be?"

Jensen came closer to me running a hand down the side of my face. He looked in my eyes intently while bringing his face closer. I bit my lip out of habit.

"what I wouldn't do to bite that lip." He groaned.

"What’s stopping you?"

He leaned in making my eyes flutter closed. I could feel his breath just a mere inch away from me. He got closer.....and closer.....

I awoke to someone violently shaking my shoulders.

"(y/n), get the hell up, we're going to be late for work." Stella yelled throwing a pillow at me.

I shot up from my position on the couch.

Shit. I overslept.

I quickly grabbed some clothes sprinting to the bathroom. I threw on black dress pants, a white top and a black blazer. I ran my fingers quickly through my hair, deciding this would have to do for now. I managed to have enough time to gargle with some mouth wash before running out the door.

"so what are you going to tell Gray?" Stella asked driving to the editorial office while I applied a thin layer of mascara in the passengers seat.

Fuck. I was so preoccupied thinking of Jensen I had no clue what the hell I was going to say to my boss.

"maybe he won't ask." I shrugged in defeat.

"yeah and maybe I'll be the next Queen of England." Stella joked.

She pulled into her designated parking spot, gathering her bag from the back seat. I opened the door moving at a sluggish pace. Maybe if I avoided Gray everything would be fine. He's a busy man after all, there are times where he can’t be seen throughout the day. I was praying that today was one of those days, just until I could think of what to say to him, or find something else that could potentially save our article. I walked in the building with my head down going straight to my desk.

Keep cool. I don't think he saw me enter.

I turn around unpacking my bag when I heard a hand slam down on my desk.

Of course. I just can’t win!

I hesitantly turn around, my boss Gray staring down at me.

"so did you get my picture?" He asked glaring at me.

I noticed Stella start to shuffle closer, knowing I'd need her for support.

"about the picture sir.." I started my voice quiet.

"you didn't get the picture!?" He asked, slowly starting to raise his voice.

"no, there were too many people, I fell and cracked the lens of my camera, and.." I rambled but was cut off.

"this was huge (y/n), you really dropped the ball on this one. I can't believe you're incapable of doing one small simple task, how are you ever going to make it in the big leagues if you can't snap a simple picture?" He yelled in disappointment.

I could feel the tears lace my eyes as he degraded me in front of the entire editorial office. I've never felt so small. Stella steps up beside me.

“now sir, let’s take it easy.” She tries to defend while trying not to cross a line.

"I'm really sorry sir." I apologized looking down at my feet, not wanting him to see my tear brimmed eyes.

"you're sorry, well sorry doesn't...." He started but was interrupted by a voice.

"I'm uh looking for a Ms. (L/N)."

I snapped my head up.

I know that voice.

Jensen stood at the reception desk, the receptionist too stunned to speak.

"holy shit.." Stella and I both said at the same time.

Jensen glances around, finally connecting eyes with mine. He smiles making his way to my desk.

“Mr. Ackles what a pleasure to have you here, I’m Gray Holland, chief editor.” Gray says putting on a big smile, which was different from his usual scowl.

Jensen ignored him, instead coming to stand in front of me and a very stunned Stella.

“you’re uh here, how, why?” I asked in shock.

“I believe you dropped this.” Jensen said.

He reaches in to his pocket and pulls out an sd card. He found it… but how? Did he go looking?

“Ah you must be Stella?” Jensen said turning to her.

She stands wide eyed nodding her head. He reaches in his other pocket pulling out a folded up paper… it was the list of her questions.

“I’m uh not gay but thanks for clarifying.” Jensen says handing Stella her list of questions.

She unfolded it with shaking hands, every question was filled out in his neat handwriting. I can’t believe he took the time to do that. Jensen gives me a smile before turning around to face Gray.

“Mr. Holland was it? I apologize sir, I didn’t anticipate the amount of people being there, therefore quality control was not the most efficient. It was my fault, Ms. (L/N) was shoved over and her camera sustained damages. I’ve written out a check that should cover the cost to replace the camera.” Jensen spoke pulling out a folded check.

My breath was caught in my throat. Nobody had ever stood up for me before. Gray was an intimidating man but looked small compared to Jensen.

“I appreciate your explanation and thank you Mr. Ackles, but (y/n) still didn’t get the cleared picture for her article.” Gray says pocketing the check.

I rolled my eyes. All Gray cares about is his stupid magazine.

“I know it’s not the same, but I’m free now for an original picture, as long as Ms. (L/ N) gets to take it.” Jensen spoke glancing back at me.

I could hear Stella shriek with excitement. Gray looks at me with judge filled eyes before agreeing.

“you girls go set up in the studio.” Gray orders me and Stella.

Stella grabs my hand sprinting to the studio while Jensen went to freshen up in the bathroom.

“Oh my gosh I can’t believe this is real right now!” Stella squealed.

“I have no idea how he found me, I never told him where we work.” I said scratching my head.

“He’s so totally into you (y/n) ! Must’ve made an impression if he tracked you down!” Stella fangirled.

“you’re delusional my friend.” I laughed starting to set up a backdrop and a ring light for some good lighting.

Jensen came back, dressed in his signature suit and tie.

“Ready?” He asked giving me a smile.

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to his smile.

I shook my head biting my bottom lip. Jensen walked in front of the backdrop and posed for the camera. It didn’t take me long to snap a couple good pictures of him. Let’s be honest, the man was incapable of taking a bad one. I brought the camera down from my eye sifting through the pictures.

“any good ones?” Jensen asked, his presence suddenly much closer.

“they’re all good.” I smiled turning my camera to show him the headshots.

I could feel his body heat radiating off of him as he stood close glancing down at the pictures.

“wow these are great, you’re really talented.” Jensen said looking down at me.

Hold up did he just call me talented!? I could feel the immediate heat spread to my cheeks.

“thank you and thank you for all this, Gray’s always on my case.” I said staring up at the tall man.

“I owe you one, and that guy is blind if he can’t see the talent right in front of him.” Jensen said reaching a hand up to stroke my cheek in a comforting manor.

Suddenly someone was clearing their throat. I completely forgot Stella was in the room too.

“I’m just going to go.” She said pointing to the door.

She started to walk backwards but tripped on her two feet causing Jensen and I to laugh. Once she was out the door Jensen turned his attention back to me.

“so any plans for lunch?” He asked.

I bit my lip shaking my head no.

“how about lunch with me?”

“I’d love too.” I breathed.

“then it’s a date.”

Author Note:

Hello!

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Part (II)

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