It's 5pm. You have two hours till Jensen comes and picks you up and you still have nothing to wear.
What kind of restaurant did he mean? Is a dress too fancy? Or should I rather wear just a shirt and jeans? We won't eat at a bar, right? Jensen is a gentleman - I think.
Since the only restaurants in Lawrence you know are pretty chic you choose to wear the only dress you own: a light salmon dress with a silver ribbon around the waist. But first you take a shower, make your hair, put on some make-up, not too much though, and put a nice silver necklace around your neck.
Exactly at 7pm the doorbell rings. You rush to get your purse and open the door. And there he stands. Jensen in dark jeans, a white shirt and a grey suit jacket. In the background you can see a Chevrolet Impala. You always had a thing for old muscle cars.
"Wow, (y/n). You look wonderful.", he said while checking you out, smiling and licking his lips. His lips could make you weak. You actually blush a little when he says that. "I could say the same about you, Jensen." He laughs. "But you look definitely better. Well, should we get going?", he asks and cocks his brow. "Yeah. I'm ready" You close the door behind you and walk towards the car. Jensen holds the door open for you and you sit down. As soon as he's in the car, he starts the engine and you can hear her roar. "Is she really yours?" You see his eyes light up. "Yup. My Baby was ruined when I got her but I fixed everything. And look at her! Ain't she beautiful?" "Yes she is. You did a great job. I really like old cars and this one is actually one of my favorites."
After more small talk about classic rock you arrive at the restaurant. You look at the rather older building while you get out of the car. It never caught your attention before, you didn't even know this restaurant called 'The Roadhouse' existed. "Doesn't really look like much.", you say, looking at Jensen. "Trust me, it's better than it looks." He takes your hand and you walk into the restaurant. Everything is made out of wood. There are only a few people sitting on tables. A waitress comes and leads you to your table next to a window. "Wow.", is the only thing you can say. "I've never been here but it looks really beautiful. And I hope the food is as good it looks.", you say while looking at other peoples plates. He says while smiling: "I know. It's my favorite place to go to when I'm in Lawrence. And yes, the food is really good, so what do you wanna eat?" "I think I'll take a chicken salad." You'd rather eat a steak or a burger right now but not when Jensen is sitting right in front of you. After all he is still someone you admire. You don't want to seem like an animal while eating a burger. "Great, then I'll take the steak." He calls the waitress and orders your food. "Can we have a red wine with it?" "Of course, mister."
You talk a lot about music, favorite seasons (Jensen's is spring as you find out), family and movies. The more time you spend with Jensen, the more you recognize the little things, that make you love him even more. The eye crinkles that appear and how he puts the tip of his tongue through his teeth when he smiles. The freckles all over his face, and you even notice some on his hand as he holds yours. The way his green eyes light up whenever he looks at you. After you're finished he says: "Y'know (y/n), I really like you", he tightens his grip around your hands. "and, I know we only met a few days ago, but I really want to see you more often. I hope you feel the same way about me because if not, well it would be embarrassing.", he leans forward, his face so close you can kiss him. "(y/n), I think I'm in love with you."
I think I'm in love with you. He said it. He said it to me.
You smile and blush a little. "I love you too, Jensen." It seems like Jensen feels relieved 'cause he lets out a short breath. Still very close to your face, he cups your cheek and pulls you into a kiss. First it's a smooth kiss but then he begins to softly bite your lip. You moan a bit and he slips his tongue in. Oh my god. Is the only thing you have on your mind. You part but he stills holds your face in his hands and yours are tangled in his hair. You look in his apple green eyes. "Wanna get out of here?" "I'd love to.", he smirks. He pulls out a 50 dollar bill and puts it on the table as he grabs your wrist and you rush out of the restaurant to the car.
Jensen drives you to your house and you open the door. As soon as you get in Jensen asks: "Do you have any whiskey? I have an idea." "Uh yeah, I think I have some. Wait a second." You get the whiskey and when you come back you see that Jensen searched in your kitchen for shot glasses. "What? A drinking game?" "Yeah why not? Someone takes a shot and the other one has to make a confession. Or are you scared (y/n)?" "I'm not! Let's play.", you answer confidently and sit on the couch. Jensen comes and sits right next to you, pouring the whiskey in the shot glasses.
"You wanna go first?", he asks you. You nod and take a shot. "Okay. My first confession: I don't like dolls." You laugh. "Really?" "Hey, don't laugh at me. They're creepy. My turn now.", he says and takes a shot. "Mmhhh.", you think. "I don't like my eyes." You take a shot and Jensen confesses: "I like your (y/e/c) eyes. How they sparkle every time I look at you." Now you blush again. Quickly you say: "Your turn!" After he takes his shot you say: "The first time I saw you, live, was the best thing that ever happened." Now Jensen is smiling. A lot. Both of you start to feel something from the alcohol already. You take your shot and he says with a soft voice: "I love you." "That's not really a confession you know. Because you already told me that." "Shut up.", he says laughing and pours down the next shot. "I love you too.", you say. Jensen looks confused. "Wait. Didn't you just say that's not a confession?", he smirks at you. "But it's the truth." "Okay I'll accept it."
This goes on and on till both of you are drunk and it's your turn to confess. "I reeeaaally love-" "Me!", Jensen interrupts you and grins. "No. Yes. But I really love cuddling." "Oh really?", Jensen asks and attacks you with hugs and kisses until you lie on the couch, Jensen in front of you, hugging and kissing your cheeks. "You're so soft (y/n).", Jensen says with a quiet voice and squeezes you harder to his chest. Jensen starts singing and you close your eyes.
"Sun come up it was blue and gold
Sun come up it was blue and gold
Sun come up it was blue and gold
Ever since I put your picture
In a frame.
I come calling in my Sunday best
I come calling in my Sunday best
I come calling in my Sunday best
Every since I put your picture
In a frame
I'm gonna love you
Till the wheels come off
Oh yea
I love you baby and I always will
I love you baby and I always will
I love you baby and I always will
Ever since I put your picture
In a frame"
