That's When We Uncover [Jensen Ackles + Misha Collins | Cockles | mxm]

Chapter Fifteen

The cast and crew have a good time celebrating after wrapup - or rather, vegging out at the tables with beers and fooling around.

I don't even bother disguising my unrivalled repulsion for Matt, glaring deplorably at him across the room the entire time.

He finally approaches me with the intention of talking it out, and despite having no idea what he's done to push my buttons, he apologizes profusely.

But the apology falls on deaf ears, because I stopped blessing that piece of shit with my friendship after the time he told the audience that Cockles was an amalgamation of Cohen and Ackles.

Yeah...

I'm sitting in the autograph room, the laughter and chatter of the crew and lingering fans echoing around me, when Jared strides up to my seat.

"Dude, check out these pictures of you and Misha." He snaps me out of my thoughts by thrusting a handful under my nose. "Looks like he's got you in an - angelic embrace."

Looking distractedly up from the table, I'm met with several explicit, nude shots of Misha and I that make my whole body freeze and my breath catch in my throat. The two of us in bed, naked.

They fucking know, is my first thought.

We've been caught.

It's over.

I'm frantically trying to figure out how the hell they caught us on camera all those nights when I realize: these photos aren't real.

This is just fan art. Incredibly hot, eerily realistic fan art that almost gave me a heart attack, but they're manipulated images nonetheless. And, most importantly, they're of Cas and Dean, not Misha and I.

Although, damn, the fans are not far off.

I inspect the works while my racing heart slows down, making a mental note to try some of these positions with Misha when we're alone tonight.

Some of it looks insane, but then again, he's been inhumanly flexible his whole life. It's a birth defect, some condition with his back that allows him to bend it at pretty incredible angles.

I would know.

As he explained in a rather hilarious panel with Jim and Rachel and Samantha, Mish was the most flexible boy in school...in pretty much the history of the school. He hasn't been the same since his biking accident, of course, but it's still amazingly hot what he can do.

"Destiel is so beautiful, isn't it," Jared carries on obliviously. "So raw and organic and erotic-"

"Alright, that's enough, man. Let me see what else you've got there."

"Oh, these," he sniggers, producing a handful of other papers buried under the current pile. These renditions are less artistic and more crudely-drawn, but just as sexual. "We made these. Like, the crew and I."

"You guys are sick," I laugh breathily, still not completely over the close call.

"I prefer hot," Jared smirks, tapping one particular drawing of him and Misha for emphasis. It should be noted that there are no pants involved. "It's not as good as the fans' drawings, but...we gave it a try."