Layla

jensen

I follow jensen inside , my first thought is someone must've decorated the place . There is no way a man can make a home so homey. That is until I see random pictures and painting of the supernatural cast , pictures of baby. A lot of momentums are scattered around the living room . " you can leave your bag there in the corner , we can set up the room later. Let you calm down for a second " I look away from the living room and look at jensen. " calm down " I ask confused . He moves his index finger in big circles around his face " still a bit pale " he accuses me with a smile. I roll my eyes at him but follow him into the kitchen.

" so maybe uhhhh a glas of whiskey " I asks awkwardly as I am looking at him expectantly. " your the one who said I should calm down first . No idea how your going to accomplish that other then send me home " I chuckle earning a glare from him. He turn his back towards me and once again I can't help but kind of stare. Looking at every way he moves while taking the glass. Part of me is checking him  out while the biggest part of me is watching for warning signs like always. He walks to the fridge under my watchful gaze and fills the glas with ice. He puts the whiskey bottle in front of me together with the glass. " wel then drink " he playfully glares at me. " so you think . Whiskey will solve it ? " I chuckle at his confused face as he takes a seat across of me . " wel... yeah? " he answers confused. Slowly I poor half a glass and close the bottle again. I give him a wink and drink slowly. " your right ... it solves everything " I chuckle genuinely surprised by the sweet taste of the whiskey.

In silence I take a few more sips really enjoying the sweetness of the drink when suddenly jensen pulls out his phone and snaps a picture. "HEY" I exclaim surprised. My phone dings and suspicious I grab it from my pocket. I see a text from jensen A . I look up at the culprit in front of me " really ? " I ask opening the message. It's me holding the glass while looking off in the distance , my cheeks somewhat pink from all the stress or whisky... my hair somehow managed to get slightly curly during the day but it look rather decent for once. " delete that " I beg him as he is typing away on his phone. " nope " is all he says without looking at me. " cmon jensen , don't make me beg " I threaten him. " too late " he says putting his phone beside him smiling wide at me. " what have you done ? " I question seeing his mischievous smile grow wider. " hey its Jared's fault he misha demanded a picture . And I happen to like that picture " he defends himself while smiling wide .  My mouth falls open " you send that picture to misha and jared ? "I groan disapproved he proudly nods yes and I let my head fall in my hands out of embarrassment. Quicker then I imagined possible jensen is suddenly behind me " what's wrong " his voice sounds worried as he places his hand om the small of my back. I lift my head and look at him with a smile " nothing nothing its fine,  I am so sorry . I do not mean to spoil the mood. I'm just very stressed out and all with coming here. And I don't like pictures and I'm scared they will post them online for the world to see and you could be a serial killer and maybe you don't like my company enough and when I go home we never talk and maybe I am dreaming I don't know this is all so much to digest " I ramble on and on until jensen pulls me with chair and everything into a hug. The bar stool im on gives me the right hight to lay my head on his chest . Although it's not a relaxing position for me I slowly relax as his steady heartbeat beats in my ear. " you should not be so insecure " jensen whispers still holding me. " I'd I didn't think you'd be great company on one of my select few breaks I would have not invited you" he whispers softly. I want to push away from him to answer him but he refuses to let me go.

" nuhu this is the point where I kill you " he softly jokes . Or I hope its jokes. My body tenses without warning.  Noticing what is happening jensen Hugs me a little tighter  " I was joking " . He rest his chin on my head. " is there anything I can do ? " he asks quietly as not to disturb me. I softly shake head no. " it just gets like this. It will pass I am sorry " I whisper not being able to raise my voice to a normal sound. " never apologise for how you feel we are all human , you learned me that fact " he says a little light hearted. Instead of being pressed against jensen I decide to be just a tad bit bold and remove my hands and arms from protecting my chest and wrap them around jensens waist so we are both hugging each other.

" see this is nice right " he chuckles. " just shush cause you won't like my answers right now. Give me some time to collect my thoughts " I whisper afraid my answers will chase him off as I I currently fighting between way too nice or no not at all I'm uncomfortable.  I have always have to be careful with how I answer people. Not much people can deal with the entire truth. Sadly I dont own a filter from my mouth to my brain and usually only think about what I said when I said it. " I'm not leaving " he assures me softly as if reading my mind. His phone goes off and without releasing me he bends over the table , squashing me between the table and him , once he grabs his phone he goes back to normal and answering his phone a armlength away from himself . " jared " he says as a way of greeting. I release my grip and want to pull away from the embrace a bit awkward that jared can see but jensen still refuses to let go.

" aaaw would you look at that " jared purrs before yelling for gen to come have a look. Embarrassed I try to break away again but jensen just tightens his grip on me . " help ... im being kidnapped " I half laugh trying to get jensen in trouble. Jared and gem just laugh at me. " you wanted him ... you deal with him . He is your problem now " jared says giving gen a high five. " heeey I never said I wanted him " I retort to the couple on the phone. Jensen releases me a bit to look down at me with a mock hurt expression. " uh you wanted me here ... I never " my sentence gets cut off as jensen pushes me against his chest again , face first smothering me partially. " wel now im never letting you go " he threatens making jared and gen laugh.

" twis is unfwair " I mumble getting parts of his shirt in my mouth from being pressed so hard against him face first. Jensen keeps on the phone for a while with jared and gen al the while holding me in a tight grip. I gave up getting free some time ago and now am patiently waiting till his muscles grow tired and he releases me. " alright padalecki " jensen says as a way of goodbye to the couple. The phone beeps indicating the end of the call. " cwan  I pwease" I start to say and gently push against his stomach in an effort to get away. He just wraps his other arm around me but releases pressure a bit so I can place my head comfortable again. " you feeling better now ? " he asks gently. I nod. " a little thanks to the long phone call and me getting bored " I chuckle . He holds me at arms length . " see that wasn't that hard to do was it . And I still don't hate you do I? " he gives me a big grin before completely letting go making me instantly miss the heat his body provided.

He grabs my drink but not before grabbing himself one from the fridge " cmon I got a perfectly comfortable couch and a fluffy blanket waiting for you " jensen chuckles as he walks away making me speedwalk after him. He sits  down on the couch while I sit on the opposite one. He hands me back my drink. " so do you have questions for me now ? "He laughs referring to our very first talk . I shake my head no. " I do have one question " I laugh after a few seconds .  He looks at me to go on . " why does this blanket have misha as castiel on it ? " he takes the blanket away and cusses while tossing it back to me. " because misha gave it too me so you could be comfortable " he grumbles. I laugh at his embarrassed face. " tell him thanks next time you see or hear him , I do enjoy a cozy blanket ". Jensen grumbles something under his breath while I laugh at him.