Love at First Video (Misha Collins x Reader)

Phone Call

As soon as Misha was out the door, you turned to both children. "Alright, first thing is a bath. Then we can talk about what to do next." You told them, knowing you would have a fight on your hands by the looks on their faces.

"Only if you can catch us!" West yelled, grabbing his sister's hand and running through the house, away from you. Sighing, you knew it could be a long day. You walked behind them, your longs steps eating up their short hurried ones. You could only laugh as they both tried to hide underneath the kitchen island. Crouching down so you could see them, you put your chin on your finger like you were contemplating something deep and interesting. 

"Hmm, what am I going to do?" You asked. "I was hoping we could hurry up and get baths over, so we could have lots of fun. Today's my first day in this house, and I don't even know what toys there are. I guess I will just go to my room and cry instead." You told them, standing up and moving away from them. You made your footsteps loud as you slowly climbed the stairs, and by the third one you had two pairs of grubby arms around you.

"We're sorry. We will take a bath. Then we can show you all of our toys!" Maison said. "Please don't be sad."

You gave them a smile, before leaning down and giving each one a hug. "Well then let's get this bath over with!"

After that, bath time wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. West patiently waited for his turn, while you helped Maison scrub all the syrup off of her. When it was West's turn, he pointed his chin in the air. "I can take a bath myself." He told you.

You had let him, leaving the door open to make sure everything went well as you helped Maison pick out clothes for the day. You laughed as she settled on a purple dotted shirt, and a pair of green and yellow leggings, topping it all off with a pair of rain boots. By then West was out, and he dressed himself in a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved t-shirt.

"Now what?" You asked them, wanting this day to be all about them. To really get a chance to know them.

"Now we play!" They both exclaimed, and giggling along with them, you followed them into the small upstairs alcove where most of their toys seemed to be located. You sat down on the bean bag chair, watching as Maison pulled out her dolls, while West went straight for the lincoln logs. While they were occupied by themselves for a while, you started going through their selection of books, flipping through the ones that caught your fancy. You were halfway through the third one, when you felt your phone buzzing in your pocket.

Pulling it out, you saw Misha's name on the screen. "Hi." You answered, a little shy about talking on the phone with him.

"Hey beautiful. I just wanted to let you know I've made it safely to the hotel." He said, with a lot of garbled voices behind him. You could make one out, and it sounded like they were teasing Misha. "Yes, I just called someone beautiful. No, I'm not talking about myself." You could hear him arguing as he pulled the phone away.

"Misha?" You asked, unsure if he was still with you.

"Sorry. There's some jerks here who don't know what privacy are." He muttered. "I just wanted to see how everything was going with the kids." 

Before you could answer, you heard the voice again, this time much closer so you could hear the words. "Misha, don't tell me you're banging the babysitter?"

Blushing at who you know knew was Jared and his words, you could only shake your head, knowing he was trying to goad Misha. 

"Jared, shut up, she's on the phone. And no, I'm not banging the babysitter." He argued back, and in a way you were kind of sad at that statement. "My girlfriend offered to take care of my children for me."

Your heart sped up at Misha calling you his girlfriend. It felt really nice. But you still couldn't get a word in, because all of a sudden Misha was gone, and Jared had control of his phone. "So, you're this Y/N we haven't heard anything about. Why has Misha been keeping you from us?"

"I don't know." You stuttered, shocked that you were talking to Jared, who was such an amazing actor.

"Well, when we start filming again, I would love to meet the person that got him back on his feet, I haven't seem him this happy in a long time." Jared told you, causing you to blush even though he couldn't see it.

He must have given the phone back to Misha, because his voice filled the line once again, this time without any of the other voices interfering. "I'm sorry about that. Jared is a big pain in my ass." He apologized.

"Don't be sorry." You told him, watching as Maison knocked over West's lincoln log tower. "He's just looking out for you."

Standing up to make sure West didn't react too harshly, you listened to Misha. "How is everything going back home? I know I haven't been gone long, but I already miss you and the kids."

"We are good." You said, stopping West as he went to hurl a big log at his sister's head. Shaking your head, you whispered. "Maison I know it was an accident, but can you tell your brother you're sorry."

She nodded, following your orders, and soon everything was calm once again. "Sorry about that. We had a tower get knocked over. But otherwise, everything's fine. They took their baths, and now we are just hanging out. But we miss you too."

"I should be home late tomorrow night. Until then, know I'm thinking about you. Oh my god, that sounded even cheesier out loud. I'm sorry." He muttered, earning a giggle from you.

"I don't mind being cheesy. I'm usually that, or really awkward. Have fun at the convention. I'm a little jealous." You told him.

"Maybe you can come with me for the next one." He told you, just as Maison climbed up on your lap, wrapping her arms around your waist, cuddling into your chest. You held the phone down to her. "Daddy?" She asked, and you smiled at her squeal when he answered. She talked to him for a couple of minutes, then handed the phone back. You moved to hand it to West, but he shrugged his shoulders.

"I would love to come with you to the next one. And West is too busy building to say hi. But have fun, and I'll miss you." You told him, before hanging up.

"Are you guys ready for lunch?" You asked. They answered by jumping up and down, then running down the stairs, and you followed behind.