Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Misunderstanding

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Warnings: angry about nudes being leaked, minor angst, implied smut at the end

Summary: When your nudes gets leaked online, you have to convince Jensen that it wasn't you no matter how hard he thinks it is.

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You stand in front of your body-length mirror wearing nothing but the sexy lingerie you bought for your boyfriend of two years. He's been out filming his new show, The Boys, and you really want to send him something that will get him through the rest of the week.

The lingerie is baby pink, shows your nipples through the see-through fabric, and the stockings connect to the bare-there panties that come with it. To top it off, your hair is in pigtails to give you more of an innocent look.

You take about two dozen photos, but before you can send them to Jensen, you have to send them to your best friend.

You: I need your opinion on the lingerie I bought for Jensen ;)

Her: ooo send em

You send her every photo you took, starring the ones you thought were the best. You two go back and forth to pick the ones with the right angle, the one that makes the curves of your body the best, and the ones Jensen would love the most.

Her: give these to him, and he'll come rushing home!

You: He's coming home next week, so maybe this will get him home faster xD

Jensen is probably filming right now since it's in the middle of the day, so you'll send the pictures once you know he is winding down for the day. There are a bunch of chores still left to do around the house, so you busy yourself with those.

Before you know it, it's already nearing six at night. You're about to make yourself dinner when you get a call from your best friend, Hannah.

"Hey," you say and boil some water.

"Dude, you need to check out the news. TMZ."

"What?" You put your friend on speakerphone so you can go online to see what the news is all about. There, right on the front page is you in your baby pink lingerie. "What the fuck?"

"Who did you show those pictures to?"

You don't bother reading the article knowing they twisted it into something completely untrue.

"Only you. Did you sell these pictures to TMZ?"

"No, I swear I didn't do it. I swear on your dad's grave. I'd never do that to you," she sighs.

"Who the hell did this then? Jensen is going to be so pissed at me."

You're on the verge of tears, and Hannah tries to calm you down.

"Maybe you were hacked."

"What the hell am I going to do? Jensen is going to see this. He's going to be so pissed. What if his job sees this?"

"Y/N, calm down. TMZ always twists things. Jensen might not even see it. He's too busy filming, and then he'll come home. You can explain it to him then."

"Yeah. I got to go."

"It's going to be okay," Hannah sighs.

You hang up without saying anything more, and you break down crying. This isn't happening. You can't believe someone hacked you and took these private photos from you. What is Jensen going to say? Should you call him?

Maybe you should wait until he gets home. If he sees them, he'll definitely call you about it. If he doesn't, then you can show him when he gets home.

He never called. Not even a week later, so there's a chance he never saw the article. You're nervously pacing the living room waiting for him to come home, and when he finally does, you can see on his face that he isn't happy.

"Jensen, there's something you need to know."

"Let me tell you how my week went," he interrupts you and sets his bags by the door. "I finished filming when one of the directors came up to me and asked about you. Confused, I go online to see my girlfriend half-naked!"

"Jensen, please, I can explain," you whimper.

"Please tell me why I saw that."

"I only sent them to Hannah. I wanted to surprise you. Someone probably hacked me and sold the photos to TMZ. Please believe me when I say I didn't do this."

"I am trying to build my reputation and to build my career, and now I might not be able to do that when there is a scandal surrounding my girlfriend! How do you think people will react when this gets out? How my fans will react?"

"Jensen, please. I didn't do this," you start to cry.

"Go sleep somewhere else," he says harshly and grabs his bags.

"Jensen..."

"Go."

He's pissed, and instead of saying something or doing something he will regret later, he wants you removed from the situation. This isn't the first time he's kicked you out for some space, and it's not going to be the last. You do the same to him when you're pissed at him.

"I'll just get my bag then," you whisper.

You walk past him, and he doesn't follow you into the bedroom. You quickly pack a bag for yourself before leaving the house. Jensen needs some space to cool down, and if you being out of the house for a night will help him, then so be it.

Jensen doesn't say anything as you leave, and as soon as you're in your car, you burst into tears. You drive to the nearest hotel and book a room, and when you're inside your hotel room, you get floods of messages.

Messages from creepy old men, fans of Jensen threatening you, and other people trying to hook up with you. The only person who matters is Jensen and how he feels. There is always the risk that Jensen would break up with you, but you love him so much that you're hoping it doesn't come down to this.

You've gotten over a lot of obstacles, but never something like this.

Three hours go by with you just sitting on the bed and staring at the wall when someone knocks on your door. You immediately go to it and look through the peephole to see Jensen standing there.

You open the door and stare at him with red eyes. Is he here to yell at you some more? He waits for you to open the door wider before walking inside the room.

"I talked to Hannah," he finally says. "She showed me the messages between you two. I guess I was so angry that it blindsided me. I should have believed you. You might have been hacked, and it's my fault for believing you could have done this. I'm so sorry."

"You know I'd never do that to you. I don't know what happened. Please believe me."

"I do. I'm sorry," he sighs.

He cups your cheeks with both hands and kisses you tenderly at first before it comes more heated.

"Do you still have that outfit?" he smirks against the kiss.

"Liked what you saw, huh?"

"Darling, you looked delicious in it. It'd be a shame if I couldn't see it in person."

"You're lucky I have it in my bag."

"Model it for me."

"Yes, sir."

You're glad Jensen could see the truth behind the lies, and you're going to have a fun time modeling the lingerie knowing he'll peel it off you later.