Love at First Video (Misha Collins x Reader)

Wedding Reception

You were absolutely amazed at how much they had been able to accomplish in such a short period of time. Tables had been brought in, covered with beautiful  linen table cloths. Flowers were placed in crystal, and their main patio table was covered in food. Breakfast items abounded, muffins, and pastries, along with eggs, sausage, even pancakes. Mimosas' were on platters off to the side, along with carafes of coffee and orange juice. 

"Wow, how did you get all of this done that fast?" You asked Misha, who had his arm securely around your waist, not planning on letting you go anytime soon. Before he could answer, people started cheering from their new spots at the tables as they noticed you. Blushing, you let Misha pull you out, where he pulled out a chair for you. Sitting down, you saw Jared and Gen, along with Jensen and Mark Sheppard at your table. Maison and West were off to the side, where a smaller table was placed, sitting and drawing with Tom and Shep. 

"I had help. Lots of help." He whispered in your ear, before taking the chair next to you. "But it's all worth it."

You leaned forward, pressing your lips to his, before a round of applause sounded throughout the small but happy party. Gen stood up, clearing her throat, and everyone's attention turned to her. "I want to thank you all for coming on such short notice." She said, smiling down at you and Misha. "But when you are as in love as these two are, sometimes you can't wait any longer. I'm lucky enough to know both of these amazing people well. Misha as a coworker and friend of my husband's, and Y/N who is quickly becoming one of my best friends. I'm so glad we were all able to get together to celebrate their wedding!" She said, and a round of applause was heard through the small patio.

It was Jared's turn next, and he stood up, his hand clasping Misha's shoulder. "I remember the day Misha came on to set. Both Jensen and I didn't even take the time out to learn his name, figuring he would be gone soon. But he stuck around, and  soon we learned how great of a man he truly is. He's turned into a wonderful friend, and I'm so glad we were able to help him marry the woman of his dreams."

Both speeches were short, and to the point, and as soon as they were done people stood up, heading over and filling their plates full of food. A plate was brought over to you, along with a Mimosa, and you passed it on to Misha. He looked down in surprise, before recognition dawned on his face. Handing you a glass of orange juice instead, he took a sip of the drink. You munched on your food, smiling and talking to each of the people who stopped by to congratulate you. 

Time passed quickly, and before you knew it your plate was empty, a huge smile on your face as you were swarmed by a bunch of giddy females. Brianna and Kim were busy chattering away with Gen, while Mark's wife Sarah talked about babies with you. "If it's a girl, I will have so many clothes to give to you! Oh, but the fans love to give out gifts, especially for our children. And they love Misha, so you will probably be bombarded."

You hadn't even considered that possibility, and as you considered the fact, you placed your hand on your belly. "I know it's a lot to take in, but marrying Misha will bring you an entirely new and supportive family. I know that for a fact." 

"It's true." Kim agreed. "You will have never known such support."

You felt tears welling up in your eyes, and you wiped them away quickly. "I'm already feeling it. And I can't thank you guys enough."

Just then, Misha came forward, grabbing your hand. "Excuse me ladies, but I do need to steal my wife for a couple of moments."

They all smiled and agreed, standing back. Misha pulled you forward, until he was standing in the middle of the patio where everyone could see you. "Excuse me!" He exclaimed, and once again all attention was on you.

"I just wanted to take a minute to thank you all for coming and celebrating our special day with us. I know Jared and Gen already said something, but I just wanted to reiterate that point. I don't know where my life would be without this beautiful woman by my side. And you are welcome to stay here as long as you want, to drink all of Jared's wine pantry, but I'm going to take my beautiful bride." He said, holding you tight to his side.

"Thank you everyone! It was a beautiful surprise for me, and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way." You threw over your shoulder as Misha pulled you away from the group, through the patio and into the house. "Misha, what about the kids?" You asked as he continued to move.

"Jared and Gen promised to keep them for the night." He explained as he opened the door to his car. Carefully gathering your wedding dress, you slid inside, smoothing the skirt down as he closed the door behind you. 

"Where are we going?" You asked, as he climbed in the other side, maneuvering around all the cars lining the road.

"You'll see." Was all he said as he directed the car away from the downtown bustle towards the mountains. You settled in, watching the scenery pass by, a soft smile on your face when he reached over, intertwining your fingers with his. "I'm sorry you didn't get your big day, with the rest of your friends and family here. But if you want, we can still have the reception this weekend. Then maybe, during my time off, we can go on a real honeymoon." He said, and you could tell it was really bugging him. The fact that he had ruined your big day.

"Today was better than anything else could have been. I loved every minute of it. And for the reception, if you want to, I'm always up for a party." You teased. "Instead of a honeymoon, maybe we could go somewhere, as a family. I would really enjoy that."

"How did I get so lucky? I will spend every day making sure you know how much I love you." He promised, as he pulled up in front of a small chateau on the side of the mountains. "It's not much, but it's ours, and only ours, for the night." He said.

Opening the door, he came around, helping you outside. Standing in the cool air, you breathed in the wonderful woodsy smell, as he went to the back of the car, pulling out two small bags. "I sure hope that has some comfortable clothes for me."

"Of course." He said, placing them beside the door, pushing it open. You started to step forward, but Misha placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, stopping you. "Allow me." He said, scooping you up in his arms. You giggled slightly as he carried you across the threshold as if you weighed no more than the suitcase he had just been carrying. "I've never figured out why that's a tradition."

"Any excuse to get the woman in their arms I bet." Misha said, placing you down on your feet. You glanced around, at the spacious one room, with a small kitchen, living room, and king sized bed. A fire was already going in the fire place, and a bottle of sparkling juice was sitting on ice. 

"It's perfect." You said, amazed at how much work he had gone through for you. "It's so beautiful."

"Yes you are." He whispered cheesily as he placed kisses upon your neck. "Now let's get you into something a little more comfortable."

You nodded, letting him pull you towards the bed, his hands deftly undoing all the buttons on the back of your dress. You let him, feeling like putty in his hands. "Misha." You mumbled, as his lips replaced his hands, kissing along the bared skin.

"Hmmm." He hummed against your skin as the dress started draping low.

"Misha." You said again, and he stopped, turning you so you were face to face. "I love you so much. Thank you for going through so much, for planning so much. You don't know how much it means to me. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

Pressing your knuckles to his lips, he gave you a knee wobbling smile. "I would give you the moon if I could. But for right now, I will settle for making you as happy as possible every single day."