You're Mine

Part 1

The party was uncomfortable at best. Sitting on the couch, you watched most of the guests filtered in and out of the rooms at a snail's pace. Everyone had to stop and talk to everyone and make the most inane conversation that you ever had to hear.

It wasn't your first go around with this crowd, and as long as you were part of this odd little triangle, it certainly wouldn't be your last. At some point, you just learned to roll with the punches and be whomever they needed you to be at any given moment. It had been that way for six months now, and unless you put a stop to things, you didn't see anything changing.

It was, at times, tiresome; but ultimately you felt pretty damn lucky that you were in the position you were in. Being this person, to this couple not only allotted you plenty of perks but the chance to be around the one you loved the most.

Normally, Danneel was the one who requested you come over or attend one of their parties. But this time, it was Jensen that had asked you to come. It was a get together to kick off summer, and he wanted you around for a distraction or so you assumed. Not exactly the normal arrangement, but you agreed nonetheless.

But now, there you sat on the plush sofa of the Ackles' sunken living room, with a swarm of people coming and going, giving you a growing headache. No sign of either Mr. or Mrs. and you were beginning to wonder why you were even there.

Draining the remainder of the whiskey in your glass, you were about to get up and make your way to the bar. Before you could, Misha plopped on the cushion beside you, anchoring his arm on the back of the couch and twisting his body so he was hovering in close proximity.

You passed him a polite smile and could see he had clearly had more than a few drinks. His bright blue eyes were glazed over with an alcohol-induced indulgence that was planted firmly on you.

"Hey there, pretty lady," he swooned and gave you a lazy wink. "Why ya sitting here by yourself looking so lonely?"

"Just sitting, Misha. People watching mostly," you replied, looking back out at the people mingling between the room and the kitchen.

"Aw, well, let me keep you company then..."

Misha's other hand rested on top of yours, as the arm he planted across the back of the couch touched on your shoulder. Turning your head to look at it with indignance, then slowly turned back to look at him and pulled your hand from his, then stood from the couch.

"You're sweet to care, but I'm fine, thanks. Going to get a refill."

"I'll save your seat!" he called out, then promptly turned to the person to his left, and began chatting with them.

Making your way through the traffic between the rooms, you made it to the bar and poured yourself another double shot of whiskey. You hadn't seen Jensen yet that night, and only one quick sighting of Danneel. It was making you wonder why they even bothered asking you to come.

Just as you were sipping on the whiskey, Misha was headed your way, again. You sighed and tried to find a quick escape. The only way out was suddenly blocked by a small group of people, giving Misha time to catch up to where you were.

"So, Y/N, you never did tell me how you met our lovely couple, here."

You didn't want to have this conversation again. It was becoming tiresome and you didn't think anyone was buying it anyway. But you did as asked and gave him the party line.

"I'm Danneel's trainer and a certified masseuse. That's how I met them."

It wasn't a total lie. You did meet her when you filled in for her personal trainer and the two of you hit it off. She invited you to the house for tea and girl chat, but when she leaned over and kissed you, it took you by surprise. An even bigger surprise was when her husband came home and caught the two of you on the couch. Your clothes were still on, but he sat across from the two of you quietly watching, narrowing his eyes at you and watching the spectacle unfold. It was nerve-wracking, but also the most arousing thing you'd ever been part of. After that, you'd lost track of how it morphed into what it is now.