Love at First Video (Misha Collins x Reader)

Marry Me

"So, will you marry me today instead of three days from now?" Misha asked you, gently grasping your hand. You stared at him, wanting to say yes in the worst way, but your fears holding the words back. "Listen, I know I was the biggest jackass not too long ago. And I wouldn't blame you if you said no, and turned your back on me. But I love you, more than I hate normalcy, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." 

"Misha, I love you too. But I don't want you doing this because you're guilty, because you think what you did was wrong." You told him, watching his face closely for a sign of what he was truly feeling.

"That's not it! Not at all. I just realized how stupid I was being, and how I can't imagine life without you in it!" He insisted, his topaz blue eyes pleading with.

"Then Yes." You said, the answer slipping from your mouth easily. 

His eyes snapped to yours, surprise and relief evident in them. "You will?" He asked. 

You pulled him closer to you, wrapping your arms around him. "Of course. I never wanted to leave you. So getting married a couple of days earlier, in our friends backyard, it sounds amazing to me." 

You could feel the tension dissipate from his shoulders, as he squished you tight into his arms, pressing a tight kiss to your forehead. "Thank god." He whispered.

Tilting your head up, you stood on your tip toes, pressing your lips to his, glad that this whole mess was falling behind you. "We're getting married today." You whispered against his lips, your face lighting up in a smile.

"We are! And you better head up and get ready!" He said, loosening his hold of you, gently pushing you towards the door. Smiling widely, you opened the door, intent on heading up to your room to meet Gen.

"I take it things are better now?" Jared asked, leaning against the door frame.

You nodded. "Yes. And thank you for helping out with everything. I don't know what I'd do without you and Gen."

"We've always wanted to have a wedding in our backyard. Just gives us something else to mark off of our list." He teased, as he heard squealing coming from the kitchen. Shaking your head, you made your way up to your guest room, a room that had it's door wide open.

"There you are! Is everything a go?" Gen asked you as soon as you were in the room. 

"Yeah, everything's great now. He apologized, saying he was a stupid idiot for the way he acted." You told her, running your fingers lightly down your dress that was hanging on the closet door. 

"I knew it would all work out." She said, sitting down on the edge of your bed. "Now we have to get ready for your wedding."

You nodded, your heart beating faster the more you thought about it. "It's really here. I never thought this day would come, even if it is a little untraditional. By the way, thanks for working together with Misha and getting everything set up here."

"I'm actually kind of excited. Now why don't you go relax in a nice bath for a little bit. I'm going downstairs for a couple of minutes, then we can work on getting you ready."

After she had left, you went into the bathroom, seeing the tub already filled, with toiletries on the side. Slipping in the warm water, you let yourself relax, feeling much better than you had even an hour ago. Everything seemed to be looking up.

It was only a short time later that Gen was coming back into your room, knocking on the bathroom door. "Alright, let's not turn into a prune." She exclaimed. "It's time to get hair and make up done."

Slipping on the robe she had left you, you opened the door, letting Gen into the room, along with Maison. "She wanted to help." Gen explained, as she pulled you over to a chair placed by the vanity. Sitting down, you felt Maison pull on the robe, before climbing up into your lap. "Now I'm no professional at this, but I promise to try my best." She told you.

"Whatever you do will be amazing." You told her truthfully. You had complete faith in her, and would have been happy if your hair had just been in a ponytail.

You let her go to work, as Maison fumbled with the make up brushes on the counter in front of you, attempting to put blush on her cheeks. Once you had to lean forward, prying the lipstick container from her small hands. "No, let's not do that. You're pretty just the way you are."

She seemed fine with your answer, setting the stuff down and cuddling into your chest. "There, your hair is done." Gen finally said, and you looked up to see your hair in a simple, but very elegant up do, with a couple of pearl clips holding pieces in place. "It's beautiful." You told her.

"Now let's get the make up finished, and then we will be ready for your dress. I bet the guests will be showing up any minute now." She said, and you could feel butterflies in your stomach, your nerves upsetting your already unsettled stomach. 

"Why don't I work on my make up, and you can head down for a little bit." You suggested. "As long as you promise to come back up to help me into my dress. If I still fit." You said, suddenly freaking out that it wouldn't fit.

"It will, and you will be beautiful." She told you, leaving you to do your make up. Maison climbed off your lap, heading into the bedroom to lay on the bed while you applied foundation, eyeliner, mascara. Anything you wanted, Gen had supplied it, and before you knew it you were done, a natural light look, exactly what you were going for. 

Dusting your hands off, you stood up and made your way to the bed, sitting down with Maison who was playing with the hem of her dress. "Maison, are you ready for the wedding?" You asked her as you waited for Gen to come back.

"Yeah. Dad said we could eat the cake." She said, looking up at you with a smile.

"Yes. There's going to be some talking, and then we will have cake. Do you want to look out the window with me? See if any of the guests have arrived?" You asked her. She nodded, and holding your hand, the two of you went to the window. A plush tan armchair was beside it, and you scooted it over so she could kneel on it and look down. 

"It's pretty." She said, as she looked down where people were starting to gather. It was beautiful, the flowers and the lace, everything was exactly what you would have wished for. "Look, there's Jared! I like Jared, he gave me pancakes." She said, pointing down to where Jared, Jensen and Misha were standing off to the side, talking.

"Alright, let's get you into that dress!" Gen said as she opened the door and walked in. Behind her came a couple of more women, familiar from your watching of Supernatural, and your time at the Supernatural Convention.