2 AM ( Misha Collins & Matt Cohen fic )

six

Half awake, my eyes had reluctantly opened a slight bit so I could see a glimpse of light, Having a failed memory since young, I couldn't figure out what I was doing on the couch. I turned my head around, facing a body structure with a bulge in front of my face. Curiosity had overwhelmed me and without thinking, I jabbed it with my finger, only facing up to see a man jerking up, wide eyed, in that slight movement. Misha. Wait... was that his.. "WAIT NO, ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK." I stood up trying to balance out my weight.

"I should have known...You're pervert!" He said dramatically his hand pressing against his mouth. I attempted in explaining but instead I was just screaming unknown languages desperately trying to get the words out right but failing again and again. Then, we were interrupted by "Sugar Shack", I recognised the source it was from that instant. I reached for my phone at the back of matt's baggy pants that i was still wearing since yesterday. It was comfortable af alright.

"ye-hello, Matt?"

"YOUR GF'S A PERV MATT" Misha was running around yelling. "Hold on, I'll put you on speaker."I tapped the speaker button on my phone and faced it at Misha. Then Matt's voice was blaring all over "YEA, I KNOW AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH. I MEAN.. .SHES NOT MY GIRLFRIEND." I rolled my eyes and turned my back on Misha.

"Great. I love you too. So what do you need?"

"Nothing. Just checking in on you. Sure hope Misha doesn't bully my sweet baby." I could hear Matt controlling his laughter with all his might behind the speaker.

"HEY! SHE TOUCHED MY CROUCH, and since when were you guys together?" Misha walked closer towards the phone and me. "WE ARE NOT TOGETHER" Our screams at Misha were synchronised, Misha jumped back abruptly and pouted.  "Okayyy, cool down love birds." and with that he had walked back to, what i assumed, his room. "What an energetic monkey..." I mumbled under my breath," How are you Matt?" I tapped the speaker button once again and pressed the phone against my ear.

"I'm fine. I'm at the bookstore now would you guys wanna come over? or do you guys need some 'crouch touching' time?"

Just then, Misha came running down the stairs. "Hey Aeron, I'm sorry but I gotta leave you for awhile. I have to get back to the crew for awhile. Unless you wanna join me? You can see the cast."

Fuck. "I'm sorry, Matt. Gotta skip this time, goodbye and I love ya."

"Nah, it's alright. Have a great time. Love ya too." and with that I hung up the phone rushed to my bag and changed up in the other room. I was in too much excitement in meeting the cast that I had not notice the hint of disappointment in Matt's voice in the call. "helloooo?? Earth to Aeron?" I stumbled back of the seat, Misha was waving his hand in front of me while keeping his eyes on the road. "Do you wanna grab something to eat first?" I nodded my head in silence. We had a take away from Macs and was back on the road. "Hey, what the hell? I paid for 6 nuggets. There's only 4." Misha looked over and smiled like an idiot. "Did you... Oh you lil shit." He let out a burst of laughter. "I'm sorry" Then he started throwing a bunch of fries at me and I desperately tried to catch them with my mouth.

After 30 minutes of stuffing breakfast in our mouth we'd reached Misha's trailer. There was so much security going on, but unlike normal guards they were really friendly. When the door to Misha's trailer opened, it reeked of stench so much. Just like I do when I did not shower for a week just to see what happens the other day . "Oh hell no." He sighed. "J2?" I laughed.

"Definitely," He rolled his eyes and headed out "GUYYS." and soon later Jensen and Jared came out of their hiding spots laughing , Jared behind the trailer and Jensen coming from another. Jared was holding his phone on his hand, capturing the whole 'reaction'. "My, my, look at you Misha, like who is she? what is she? Goddess of fairies, mermaids and beauty. " He exaggerated and smiled with his teeth. Then Jensen stuck put his butt and rested his head on his hand, his face turned into a wry smile exclaimed, "Its Jensen." and winked. "What is it this time?" Misha had a I've-got-enough-if-you-guys face which kind of scares the crap out of me.

"stinky tofu" Jared's face had turned into a wry smile whilst Jensen was already tearing up from the laughter," Left since yesterday."

By now Misha looked so frustrated that he might actually break someone's neck. Breathing so heavily that smoke were almost visible out of his nose, he heaved his chest up, opening his mouth to speak but closed it back again and looked away. "I'm sorry, Aeron. The trailer's gonna smell nuts.. You can wait outside a moment." He twisted the door knob and walked in the trailer, after sticking up both of his middle fingers. Right after Misha had left and closed the door of the trailer, the BFFs high fived each other and let out a soft chuckle which lasted quite a while.

"Poor Misha. Dealing with you guys must be hard." I palmed myself on the forehead and shook my head lightly. "Nah, he's pretty much used to it and he loves us." the shorter man who was wearing Dean's outfit nudged the taller one on his arm and looked up at him, eyes shinning bright and wide. " Aeron, was it?" I turned my confused gaze to JP and dragged the 'a' and the end of my 'yea'.

"SO WHAT'S YOUR HISTORY WITH MISHA? HAS HE GOTTEN LAID YET? HAS HE SHOWED YOU HIS DINGLY DING DONG? HOW BIG WAS IT?" Jared and Jensen continuously attacked me with their dumbest questions. I raised my hands up in attempt to stop their babbling. "Woah woah woah, hold up. What dingly dong? We met at the bookstore 4 days ago. Well we figured that we had something in common. You know, the perks of loving the same bands together.

"So then... Misha's not laid yet?" They leaned forward in eager for my answer. I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head. The two idjits groaned in defeat, Jared banged Misha's trailer lightly but was enough to be heard from inside. "Damn it!".

Misha then pushed the door open desperately sucking all the air in from the atmosphere. "Talk to us when you get laid." Jensen patted Misha's shoulder and Jared did the same, " yea.". The man who was equally as confused as me stared at the taller and shorter man who was walking away from us.

After work, and me stuffing all the food I could find in Misha's trailer, we headed back hom- to Misha's home.