Love at First Video (Misha Collins x Reader)

Comfort

"Mom, wake up!!" Two little voices yelled, before giggling. You were already starting to wake up, but you kept your eyes closed, waiting to see what they would do. You felt the bed dip a little, before you heard Maison whispering to West. "Are you sure we should be doing this? Dad said to let her sleep."

"We did. For like ever. But now I want to surprise her." West voice sounded close to your ear, before you heard him again. "Mom."

You pretended to snuggle into the pillow a little bit more. "Mom, wake up!" Maison said, just as two sets of hands settled around your belly, tickling you. Your eyes popped open, and you looked up into two smiling faces. Maison was sitting on your belly, tickling you, while West stood off to the side.

"Alright, guys, I'm awake!" You giggled, but it was a couple more minutes before they finally stopped. The three of you laid there, catching your breath, before they seemed to remember something.

"We brought you breakfast!" West yelled, grabbing a tray off of the floor. You scooted up in bed, before letting them place it on your lap. You looked at the food in front of you. There was two pieces of burnt toast, smothered with strawberry jelly. A bowl of cereal, with half the milk spilt. A glass of juice, and a banana finished off the morning feast they had made you. It might not have been much, but the gesture brought a tear to your eyes.

"No, it's okay. Don't cry." Maison told you, wrapping her small arms around you.

"We didn't mean to make you sad." West said, a frown on his adorable face.

You wiped away the tear, smiling widely at them. "Sweeties, I'm not sad. I'm just so happy that you would do something like this for me."

They seemed happy with your answer, and sat down on the side of the bed, waiting for you to take a bite. You picked up the toast first, crunching through a piece. "Yummy." You told them.

They smiled, seeming proud of themselves, and you took another bite. "Where did your Dad take off to, anyways?" You asked.

"He went for his run." West told you. Nodding, you finished off your breakfast, before looking towards the kids.

"So, it's Sunday. What's our plan for today?" You asked them, just as the door opened, and a sweaty and messy haired Misha came walking through.

"She gets breakfast in bed? I never get breakfast in bed!" Misha exclaimed, moving over to snag what was left of your toast.

"She needed it." Maison said seriously. "She had a bad day yesterday."

West nodded. "We wanted to make her feel better."

You pulled them in for another hug. "And it worked. Thank you. Why don't you take the tray back down, and go play for a little bit."

They ran off, leaving you with Misha. "Seriously though. How are you feeling?" He asked, sitting down beside you, grasping your hand with his.

"I feel fine. No after effects, or anything." You told him, as he leaned forward to kiss you.

"Mmmm, strawberry." He murmured, before standing up. "Good. I was thinking of all of us heading down to the farmer's market today. The kids love it, and maybe we can get some fresh food for our next video."

"That sounds amazing!" You agreed, getting out of bed.

"Why don't you join me for a quick shower, then we can get the kids ready to go." He suggested, winking an eye at you, and you couldn't say no.

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"Y/N, this way!" Maison yelled, pulling your hand and pointing to the kids game section of the farmer's market.

The farmer's market that Misha loved to go to was a couple of towns away from Vancouver, located in a small, coastal town. It seemed like the whole town went out for it, with food vendors, produce vendors, kids games, and other items for sale. There was music, and anything else you could think of. One vendor caught your eye, selling beautiful jewelry. You ran your fingers across a set of beautiful blue earrings, the same color as Misha's eyes, before turning at Maison's exclamation.

"This is amazing!" You told Misha as you let Maison drag you off towards the face painting booth. He chuckled as West took him towards the animal petting zoo, separating the two of you.

You patiently waited in line, asking what Maison was going to get. "Butterfly!" She squealed. "You get one too?"

You nodded, deciding why not. Soon it was your turn, and while Maison was getting wings painted across her face, you sat down at the next booth, getting something painted on your cheek. Soon the both of you were done, happy with what you received, and you joined Misha and West.

"Nice." Misha told Maison, before turning to look at yours. "A unicorn?" He asked you, and you nodded.

"It seemed right." You told him as he grasped your hand. "I mean your character was Meg's unicorn, so maybe I can be yours."

"You already are." He said, then you both laughed at how cheesy the two of you sounded. Soon, you left the petting zoo, making your way through the vendors, where Misha bought both you and Maison matching bracelets.  You let West pick out the food he wanted, and soon Misha's arms were full of Zuchinni, squash, corn, tomatoes, and strawberries. You stopped at one of the bakeries, buying a couple loaves of bread, before you and Misha decided to call it a day.

Tucking everything into the back of his car, you settled the kids into the backseat. Their eyes were drifting shut, and you knew they would be out before you even hit the highway. Misha started the car, grasping for your hand as he left the small city behind. "What did you think?" He asked you.

"I loved it. I love going to things like that." You told him, wishing the car had a bench seat so you could scoot closer to him and lay your head on his shoulder.

It wasn't long before Misha was pulling into your driveway, and you were taking Maison while he took West. You followed him up the stairs, getting her ready for sleep, before kissing her good night. By the time you were done, Misha had hauled in all the items, setting the bags down in the kitchen. He looked up at you smiling widely.

"What?" You asked him, as he handed you a glass of wine.

He held out his hand, and a small box sat in it. Taking it from him, you saw the sapphire blue earrings you had been admiring earlier. "Really? Oh, thank you!" You exclaimed, throwing your arms around him.

"I knew you liked them, so while you were getting that adorable unicorn painted on you, I went back and grabbed them." He told you, and you stared at the smooth stones that reminded you of Misha's eyes in the darkened light.

Kissing his cheek, you let him guide you to the couch, where the two of you collapsed down, your drinks in front of you as he turned on some mindless show on the TV. Curling your legs underneath you, you rested your head against his shoulder, feeling his arm wrap around you. And in that moment, you felt utterly content and happy.