Lovin' This ( Imagines || )

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prompt(s) : "Reader is apart of SPN and they are at a comic con. The reader is very much shorter than everyone else is also Russian. So she has an accent. The all tease her about it but then Jared says he loves how short she is then Jensen says "ya that's because you have a size kink" and everyone goes crazy"

pairing : Jared Padalecki x reader ; Y/N as Yael (OC)

TW : kink talk, mentions of smut

requested? : yes

word count : 749

requests : OPEN

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"Welcome the cast of Supernatural!" The presenter cheers into the microphone as Jared, Jensen, Misha and yourself walk onto stage. Hands waving in the shadow of the crowd and cheers erupting, smiles plastered on you and your costars faces.

"Hello! Testing one, two. How are we doing today?!" Jensen exclaims into his microphone, the cheers erupting as you and the three towering men sit down on two separate loveseats. Misha and Jensen on one. You and Jared on another.

"My name is Jensen Ackles and I am Dean Winchester." Jensen smiles, motioning Misha to continue.

"I'm Misha Collins and I am Castiel." Misha says, a chuckle rolling through his lips.

"I am Jared Padalecki and I play Sam Winchester." Jared smiles, looking over at you as his tongue softly darts from his mouth to moisten his lips. 

"And I am Y/N and I portray Yael." You spoke proudly into your microphone as the crowd cheered. 

"Ahh, portray. How cute, Y/N." Jensen chuckled, teasing in his voice. You laughed softly as you stuck your tongue out in his direction.

Your fellow castmates and yourself spent the next twenty minutes answering questions about the season. The boys teasing you about your accent and shortness as they answered questions. You laughed along, throwing back teasing remarks their way.

Then it was time for the fan questions.

"Hi! My name is Lucille and I'm a huge fan! Especially of Y/N! Jared, you can answer too if you'd like. I was wondering what it was like during your kissing scenes, the heated ones. The height difference is very obvious. Was it awkward or normal?" A blonde girl of your same stature quizzed into the microphone placed in the middle of the crowd.  

It was no secret you were significantly shorter than your costars, but most especially Jared. He stood six foot four inches. You stood over a foot short than him at five foot two. 

You giggled to yourself as a blush crept upon your face.  You looked over at Jared as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. 

"Well," you cleared your throat, "It's definitely not the easiest."

"Because you're so tiny. I've told production we need to tie cables to her waist from the ceiling and raise her that way when they have a kiss scene." Jensen laughs, Misha and the crowd joining. 

"I usually end up holding her with her legs around my waist anyway. I think her size is just perfect, cute in fact." Jared smiled, nodding as he spoke. A slight blush finding it's way to your cheeks.

"Yeah, because you have a size kink." Jensen spoke into the crowd. Misha laughing so hard he falls down to the floor, clutching his abdomen. The crowd erupts with the sounds of whistles and cheering.

"Oh my God!" Misha laughs into his microphone. 

You blushed as you looked up at Jared. Jared returning your glance with a blush across his face also. 

"I'm not wrong." Jensen laughed, arching an eyebrow in your direction. 

"No comment." Jared spoke into his microphone, elbows resting on his knees as he faced you.

You were at a loss for words, not knowing how to react. 

It was a couple hours later and you guys had all met back up at Jared's rental for the weekend. The sun had set hours ago, the stars shining bright around the crescent moon. 

A fire burned in the fire pit, three chairs placed around it. The guys, of course taking the three. 

"Y/N, take my seat." Jared spoke, standing up.

"Oh, no thanks. I'm fine right here." You smiled softly at him from where you were standing between him and Jensen. You pulled the plaid blanket you had around you tightly. 

You squealed as you felt yourself being pulled over with ease, then sat on what felt like a lap.

"There, we'll share the chair and keep warm together." Jared spoke, you soon realizing you were on his lap. 

You never expected to be moved so easily, yet carefully, by a man. You knew that Jared was strong and could lift anything he put his mind too. Not like there was much to you. 

Misha and Jensen chuckling like school girls in their chairs. 

Jared placing his large hand on the small of your back, the other grasping one of yours. You placed your open hand against his as Jared smiled at the size difference.

"See, size kink." Jensen smirked, taking a swig of his beer.