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The Proposal ( jensen ackles)

WARNINGS: Cuttteeeee af. Ily guys so much😍💋

I had been so in love. So in love with that bright green-eyed, funny looking, dork. Ever since day one.

'Hey Alice.' I greet the barista. ' Already gotcha.' She says smiling, handing me my drink. ' So how's business?' I ask pulling a wad of crumpled dollar bills from my bag. ' It's goin' , that cutie over there has been here since we opened. He looks roughed up. 'I look over to see a rugged looking man, who looks completely and emotionally drained. ' Give me another of whatever he's drinking and throw in a danish.' She shakes her head as I pull out the last few remaining dollars out of my bag. 'Want me to take it to him?' I shake my head. ' No , I got it.' I grab both mine and his drink and the danish.

Slowly I approach the table where he sit, staring at a now empty coffee cup. I sit in the chair opposite of him. He doesn't notice. His eyes are red, his face puffy and distraught. ' You should really eat.' I whisper pushing the danish in front of him and placing the coffee on the other side of him. ' Look im not in a good place and can't sign an autograph right now.' He mumbles , looking out the window. ' I-I didn't ask for one but I just wanted to give you this. Because personally I'd prefer if you didn't starve. ' He cocks his head again staring at his hands.

I move to touch his hand but he flinches. I leave my hand on the table. 'I don't know what you're going through and can't try and tell you everything is going to be okay because that's just bull crap people tell other people to try and make them feel better. But I can tell you that, it's gonna hurt. Sting. Whatever- and it's going to for a while. But it doesn't mean you can't get past it. And I'm a stranger, nonetheless ; I care. ' he looks up at me and I give him a sincere smile. ' So I may not have asked for your autograph but I did call you a cab. Go home. Go to friends. Or just sleep but you can't hide here. Not forever.' I smile at the solemn man leaving nothing but a napkin with my own autograph so that someday we might meet again.

"Hey (y/n) , you ready for the panel?" Jared smiles peeking into the room. " uh,yeah. Gimme a sec?" He grins. " Nervous?" I nod uneasily. My hands coated in a thick layer of sweat, my stomach doing parkour, and my head spinning like a carousel; I couldn't be more nervous. " You know it'll be fine. I mean have you seen you and him together? He's crazy about you. And you are about him." I can't help but crack a smile. " Yeah." I whisper . " I'll see you out there." I nod but my mind isn't focus on that. All I can hear is that sentence on repeat. " He's crazy about you..."

I can't believe I'm doing this. The CW! Like are you flipping kidding me?! I got the part of a supporting character and I couldn't be more psyched! I walk onto set, the room spins more and more with each step. A man with dark hair and blue eyes, greets me. ' Well hello there! (Y/n) right?' I nod, barley able to speak. ' It's nice to meet you, I'm Misha; and this-this is our lovely little family.' He gestures to the large set. ' Here , let me show you around.' He holds his arm out to take, and I happily oblige. Piece by piece he shows me around; introducing me to everyone in sight.

'And this, would be the green room.' Misha takes me into a room filled with snacks and chairs- basically a big lounge where tons of cast and crew are seated, communicating with one another. ' lastly but not least, these would be our two stars.' We stand a foot or so behind two men whose backs are turn away from us. The taller of the two had long hair and the shorter one was wearing plaid; they both resembled lumberjacks from behind. Misha clears his throat and both boys spin around, food in hand and in mouth.

' Oh, hi there.' The larger of the two mumbles, trying to chew. ' hi. (Y/n)' I put my hand out and he shakes it. I look over to the shorter one was dead silent, he looked at Misha; it looked as if they were talking with their eyes. My mind wanders as I begin to feel as if I've seen this man before. The larger one interrupts my thoughts clearing his throat as he swallows,' I'm Jared, and this unusually silent squirrel is Jensen.' I smile at both of them. ' Well I can't wait to work with both of you.' Jensen just nods, not meeting my eyes. Weird.