2 AM ( Misha Collins & Matt Cohen fic )

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"I'm telling you that was Misha Friggin Collins pal."

"Misha-O-who?" Matt asked, his eyes glimming under the light above us. Matt's shift had ended and we decided it was nice if we had a cup of coffee and chill a lil moment.

Time went by in a blink of an eye., it was soon dark. Matt was my bestfriend, well my only friend but his beliefs in positivity never fail to surprise me every god dang time. Matt offered to walk me home but I had to reject him, that dude worked the whole day moving shit up and down. Must be a hell lot of tiring.

I plugged in my earpiece and started lip syncing silently and getting-too-into-the air guitar to "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" by AC/DC in the dark until someone pushed me in the back. Luckily, I regained my balance with a few steps forward before i could fall. I turned my head only to see Misha smiling with his teeth. Instinctly, i removed my earpiece and jabbed his stomach in frustration, causing him to wince.

He raised his finger and I stood there in confusion"Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, right?"

Then I realised how loud i was blasting music out of my earpiece. Time to get some" shut the fuck ups" ones. "Wow, you ain't twice as bad as I expected."

"Was that a joke?"I chuckled at his comment

"Anyways, what are you doing here?"

"Getting some fresh air, what is a girl like you crazy air guitaring and lip-syncing to AC/DC doing here." He asked not leaving his eyes off me.

"Quit glaring. Matt and I were having some coffee."

"Glaring? I was merely admiring the scenery. Who's the lucky guy? What's he thinking leaving you alone?"

"He's had a long enough day. Give him a rest man. And no he is not who you think he is."

"Hm" He shrugged his shoulders. "Have you eaten your dinner?"

"Nah, I'm pretty broke right now. "

"Let's go then, I'll treat." His sparkling blue eyes reflected in the moonlight. He hooked his arm around my neck and brought me closer to him.

"So what do you think of Castiel?"

"He's fine i guess but a little too old for my liking, and a little too short though."

"You think so?". He seemed to find the concrete floor amusing as he smiled solemnly and retracted his arm back. I looked at him in surprise and took my hand to his.

"Dude just kidding man, Castiel's the best. "

He smiled and gripped onto my hand tightly until reached the black sports mini cooper.

"What a babe"

"Yes, she is indeed very beautiful, just like you are" He winked and swung the door infront of me, gesturing for me to take a seat then walking to the other side of the car, opening the door to the driver's seat. I felt my cheeks burning hot.

"So where do you wanna go?"

"Chinese takeaway sounds cool." He nodded and started the car and the engine purred softly. We sat in a comfortable silence until we finally reached the venue,bought some noodles and drove back to Misha's house.

"Dude this is sick." My eyes were wandering all over the house. "Really? I thought it was rather lonely. It's been half a year. "

"Hm, welcome to the club" i punched his arm playfully. We settled down at the table, Misha sat just opposite me. It's crazy how I just met a superstar at a book store and now I'm sitting right across him, in his own house. I tried using the chopsticks once again but failing. Reaching for  the fork,Misha had stopped me suddenly and showed me how to hold it properly. Too bad I still didn't quite get it, so back to fork.

"What am I doing at your house once again?" I asked while stuffing more noodles in my mouth.

"Hm? Do you not like it? You don't have to be here if you don't want to. I just found you pretty interesting." He looked up from his plate and had a sad expression on his face like a no-you-cant-leave-I-need-you-here-DO-NOT-LEAVE-ME plastered all over his face.

"What are you saying pal, this place is amazing. What's so interesting about me,huh?" Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand i pushed the plate aside.

"Honestly, I am not quite sure. I was wondering if you could stay over, love me some company and let me get to know more about you."

I raised my finger and fished out my phone from my back pocket checking the schedule for tomorrow.

"Sorry, old man. I've got to collect my results and it'd finally be the end of school life, hell yes. How's this weekend though? "

"Jeez, am I that old? The weekends would be great"

"Nah, alright I'll call you... Moshy. Weekends it is. "

"The hell is that."

"I don't know, that was the first thing that came to my mind." He chuckled at that lame nickname. After sending him my home address and sending me home back on his car , he gave me a hug and waved me goodbye.

"I'll pick you up at night after work, is 7.30pm fine?" I nodded my head and waved back.

Yea it was a pretty short night, but it was some what magical. Something about Misha's charm is too irresistible. I rolled my eyes, "its probably nothing" i thought to myself, did my night routine and went to bed.