"Hey."Jensen walks down in his boxers.
"Hey." I wrap my hand onto his hip and pull him closer so I can kiss him.
"Eww." West laughs.
"Good morning buddy." Jensen pours a cup of coffee.
"Can I try some?"
"Sure." Jensen slides his mug over.
"No!" I push it back to Jensen. "Coffee is bad for little kids."
"But I'm 5."
"And Jensen is 34."
"Why don't you drink coffee?"
"I don't like coffee."
"Why not?"
"Because he's a wimp." Jensen wiggles his eyebrows.
"I am not. I think it's gross!"
"It's okay." Jensen pulls me into his lap. "I love you anyway."
"Why aren't you guys married?"
"We just haven't gotten around to it yet." I shrug pushing off Jensens lap to give them breakfast.
"But no worries we will one day." Jensen says. I push some eggs and bacon on to the plates and then sit down.
"So how'd you sleep?" I ask west.
"Good. How long am I gonna stay here?"
"Hopefully this will be your new home."
"Really?" He has a small smile.
"Yeah so if you want we can paint your room and buy posters for it?"
"Can we!!?"
"Yeah." Jensen chuckles happily.
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"Hey good looking." I walk in on Jensen with a pen in his mouth, his hair messed up and a few papers scattered on the desk.
"Hey." He says through the pen.
"What're you doin?"
"Well I am looking over our budget and thinking about where west will stay when we go back for the show."
"Well I was thinking we move into my place, I have three bedrooms so we can still have an office and he can stay in the guest room but we could hang some posters around, change the bed sheets and maybe get rid of some of the fancier things like my camera-"
"You have a camera set up in your guest bedroom?"
"Not in a dirty way!" I sit down on his lap.
"Mm you? Not in a dirty way? I doubt that." He wraps an arm around my waist and then the other scribbles something out and rewrites it.
"Anyway it'll be perfectly fine baby."
"Are we gonna enroll him there then since we shoot during the winter?"
"I suppose we could. Gen and jay are gonna do that with Thomas."
"So we just let them all go to the same school?"
"Yeah."
"Okay." He lays the pen down and wraps his other arm around me. "Where is he?"
"Taking a nap."
"You seem to be really bonding with him." Jensen says.
"I'm so happy I have a kid. We have a kid." I stand up.
"I'm so happy that you're so happy and I would get 3 million kids if it meant you would be the happiest person on earth." He stands up along with me.
"Thank you so much for being this amazing...guy." I wrap my arms around his neck.
"I do it for you." He pushes our lips together softly. "Is that a gun in your pocket or are you excited to see me?" He chuckles and looks down at my crotch.
"Believe it or not it's actually my phone." I lick my lips.
"Dang it."
"Oh trust me you'll get a surprise soon if you keep up your lovey dovey, hot assistant act."
"Hot assistant?"
"Oh cmon with your hair messed up the pen hanging out of your mouth. You know what you're doing to me."
"Should I buy some fake glasses and say "mr. Collins Barack Obama is on line 2 and wants to talk." Jensen says in a teasingly hot voice.
"Id rather talk to you in the conference room.. alone." I whisper. "Ooh ok no we need to stop." I pull away and start thinking of turn offs.
"Good role play though isn't it?" Jensen pushes me out.
"Yes and next time we have time we are doing this."
"I think that is an amazing idea."
