Jensen Ackles Imagines

Mountains?

"Come on, slow poke!" Jensen yelled on top of the mountain.
"Im commimg!" You yelled out of breath. Once you reached the top of the mountain you slapped Jensen
"Ouch! What was that for?" He said rubbing his arm.
"You know I'm not in condition for this. I thought this was supose to be special but it kinda sucks." He placed his hand on his chest acting insulted.
"I planned this out very well, thank you. Walk with me a bit more and then we can take a break, okay?" He looked dead in your eyes and you couldn't do anything else but agree to walk.
"Fine." He gave you a quick peck and grabbed your hand. He lead you through the trees and told you to stop.
"Why?" You questioned him.
"Just do it." He pleaded. You placed your hand over your eyes,
"Youre not going to kill me, are you?" He was holding your hand and leading you. He suddenly stoped and you hear him walk behind you.
"If i was, would i tell you? Now open your eyes." You did as you were told and when you opened you eyes the was a blanket and picnic basket and blanket under a tree. You turned and looked at Jensen, speechless.
"Did you?" He nodded. "Its beautiful." You said looking back at it, the to him. You gave him a hug. The grabbed your hang and gestured for you to sit down with him.
"See, it wasnt all that bad." He smirked. You raised your eyebrow,
"Maybe to you."
"Whats that supose to mean?" He said with slight defence in his voice.
"You run what, 3 miles a day? I run like 3 miles a year." You joked.
"3 miles a year or not, still beautiful." He said giving you a kiss. "Open up." He said aiming a grape to trow in your mouth.