Friends with Benefits • A J2 Story

Chapter 27- Jared's Pov

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"You know, we never have actually been on a date," Jensen starts as he wraps an arm around me. We were back to school for the first time since the accident, and I didn't know why but, I felt as if I should be scared. But I wasn't. I actually felt confident with my best friend on one side of me and my boyfriend on the other.

"Yeah, I guess we haven't, " I admit rubbing my neck, it was starting to feel sore from earlier. Jensen smirks evilly because he knew he was the cause of it, but I wasn't complaining. (Hint, hint)

He moves his arm from my shoulders and gets on one knee. I glance away in embarrassment as people watch with curious eyes, "Will you, Jared Padalecki, go on a date with me tonight?"

"Umm... Well you see, I have this thing," I joke, playing hard to get.

"A thing, huh?" He smirks playing along, standing up to his feet. He then wraps his arms around me so that we were chest to chest.

"Yup, a thing," I giggle. He pulls my shirt into his fist as he presses his lips to mine. I hum into the kiss, "Perhaps I could make room in my schedule."

"That's what I thought," Jensen growled biting my bottom lip and pulling it back so it snaps against my teeth when he lets go. He lets go of me abruptly as a teacher walks by, eyeing us as he passes. Once he's gone, I kiss Jensen again quickly.

In the corner of my eye, I see Misha walking his way toward us. He was wearing another long sleeve shirt considering it was hot outside, but I don't say anything because I knew it was to hide the bruises that his father left on him.

Once he left my house yesterday, even though I begged him not to, he texted hours later saying his dad had did it again cause he was 'late'. I had cried into Jensen's arms then after, feeling so sorry for my best friend. No one should have to go through that, especially by their own parents. The thought almost brought me to tears, but I push them away, smiling at Misha as he walked closer.

I pull him into a hug, carful not to hit any bruises. He hugs back surprisingly. Usually at school his 'I don't care' attitude kicked in, but now he was the plain ole' Misha that I knew. I laugh at the thought of Jensen back when he was the tough guy at school, but here he was, holding his boyfriend's hand as he walked down the hall.

Sadly, we were heading to fourth period, the only one I didn't have with Jensen, so it was just Misha and me walking through the Algebra class. We sit in the middle like always, close enough to be able to learn, but not too close that we'd get called on every question.

The next 45 minuets was a complete bore, but I was happy once it was over, meaning I could see Jensen next class. I was already thinking about our date for tonight. Where would he take me? Will it be nice? Will we do 'it' finally? Misha and I turn around the corner to see Jensen and Mickey, yes that douche, talking to each other by my locker.
I hadn't told anyone who had beaten me up that day, not even my parents, so Mickey and his gang were the only ones who knew. My heart fell as I watched the two talk and laugh together, but I couldn't blame Jensen, he didn't know. Mickey turns, noticing us. I so badly wanted to just turn and walk away, but that would be too suspicious now.

"J-Man, what's up?" He calls loudly making me flinch. He doesn't even hesitate as he pulls me into a tight hug, whispering darkly into my ear, "I see you didn't tell. Keep it that way."

I choke on my words. I take a quick glance to Jensen to see him smiling. Of course, he didn't hear what Mickey had said. I just nod, making it seem as if everything was fine. I guess that was what I was supposed to do, earning another smile from the demon himself.

"I was telling Jen here that what the others and I did long ago that one night, was a total dick move, and I'm sorry," The brunet said. His face held a fake tone of worry, but obviously Jensen was convinced it was genuine. Couldn't he see the smirk playing on his lips, the unapologetic sound in his voice? He was a two-faced liar, and it made me pissed that he could blind my boyfriend into believing he was truly sorry.