Supernatural Imagines

your characters hate one another- Alex x Reader

Title: Conflict of Interests

Pairing: Alex x Reader

Word Count: 2751

One year ago

"Castiel, you can't be serious," you rolled your eyes as you crossed the motel room to stand in front of him. "This woman is carrying the son of Lucifer. We cannot let that thing be born."

"I believe in him, y/c/n," Castiel retorted, standing his ground as he stood protectively in front of Kelly. "Her son is good, I know it. I'm more than deserving of your trust," he scowled, looking at Sam over your shoulder for support.

"When this goes to hell, I will not hesitate to say I told you so." You scoffed as you backed away from Castiel, angrily tossing your angel blade onto the bed. You must have tossed it too hard, however, as it immediately bounced up, hitting Sam in the groin.

Jared grunted in pain, collapsing on the ground with his hands cupping himself gently as you, Jensen, and Misha burst into a fit of laughter. Misha gave you a high five as you heard the director groan and call cut.

"Sorry Jare," you chuckled softly as Jensen helped him to his feet.

...

"So do you know who the new guy is?" you asked excitedly as you, Jensen, and Misha walked to the stages after lunch, where you were told you'd be meeting the newest member of the Supernatural family, Alex. None of you knew who he was or what he looked like, you were just told he'd be playing Jack Kline, Lucifer's son. Both of them shook their heads.

"Now that there's a new guy, could you maybe stop pranking me?" you asked Jensen, putting on your best Winchester puppy-eyes. He just laughed, shaking his head.

"I'm afraid the pranking will never stop, y/n," Misha said, patting your head affectionately as he held the door open for you. "Trust me."

Rolling your eyes, you walked to where the director told you all to go, seeing Jared already there with the director and a few other crew members. Standing next to Jared with his back to the three of you, was the new guy.

"Alex, I'd like you to meet Jensen, Misha, and y/n," the director said as they turned to face the three of us. Immediately, you were taken aback by how attractive this guy was.

"Holy shit," you whispered under your breath, "he's like mini Misha," his bright blue eyes connected with yours as you shook his hand, smiling widely.

...

The five of you decided to go out for drinks after work to hang out and get to know Alex. You found yourself glued to his side for most of the evening, the two of you becoming fast friends as the night wore on. At the end of the night, you exchanged numbers, promising to hang out together soon.

Entering your apartment, you heard your phone go off with a few messages. Kicking off your shoes, you plopped down on the couch to check the messages, seeing they were from your group chat with Jared, Jensen, and Misha.

Jared: I ship it.

Misha: Ship who? Y/n and Alex?

Jared: Duh

You rolled your eyes, immediately typing a snarky reply.

You: Am I not allowed to make friends?

Jensen: Absolutely not, you hate making friends.

Misha: I agree, Y/n. You laughed at all of his jokes, and none of them were funny.