Supernatural Imagines

"My Dad Is An Actor" (Misha)

Misha pulled his tie up to his collar, grunting as he couldn't get the look of it right and tie it properly. He huffed and gave up, running a hand through his hair.

You peeked into your bedroom, tilting your head when you found him covered in frustration. You knocked on the door before entering formally. He smiled at you as he picked up his black hoodie.

"Hey," You said and smiled. "Is he ready? What's the time?" He looked at his wrist watch, "Crap, we'll be late if there's traffic!" He was about to walk out of the room but you stepped in his way.

"Baby, chill," You said, "You go on this road, at this time, everyday. You always reach on time." You stepped forward and held his hands. He sighed and looked to the floor. The tie laying on your bed caught your eye.

"Baby, you didn't wear your tie?" You questioned and he shook his head. You walked over and picked it up. "But you'd look..."

"Sexy?" He said and had a grin on his face. You raised an eyebrow, "I was going to say handsome but... sexy works too." You winked at him and wrapped the tie around his neck.

You put his shirt collar up and began to make the tie. His eyes darted from your face to your hands then back to your face. You bit your lip as you tried to make the tie look perfect.

You couldn't help but notice how tense his muscles were. After you finished, You pressed his shoulders then his arms. "Why are you so stressed out?" You asked. "I'm nervous," He said and rubbed his neck.

"Of meeting and talking to kids?" You placed a hand on your hip and he shrugged. "Hun, you're amazing and kids love you. You'll do great," You pecked his lips but he leaned in for another one. "And I'm going to be there for the main event so... You won't be alone," You said and kissed his cheek lightly.

You looked up into his blue pools of eyes staring at you. "What's wrong?" You asked softly. "Nothing... You look nice today," He stuttered a bit and you shook your head. "I'm in my pyjamas!" You said and he kissed your nose.

You chuckled as he walked out of the room and put his collar back down. You followed him to the kitchen, finding your son and daughter having their breakfast, consisting of milk and cereal.

"Hey kiddos! What's up?" Misha greeted his children and you helped your daughter put her bowl in the kitchen sink. You daughter giggled a bit, "Why is daddy so happy today?"

Misha gave her a fake exaggerated look of hurt, "Aren't I always happy [y/d/n]?" He picked her up and tickled her. She laughed, begging that her captor would stop.

"I'm happy because I'm visiting your brother's school," Misha explained and ruffled his son's fluffy brown hair. Your daughter is 5 years old while your son is 8 years old.

It's 'Bring Your Parent To School' day at your son's school and Misha volunteered to go. He'd have to talk to all the kids in your son's class as well as talk about his job in the school's afternoon assembly. Your son's teacher chose him to represent his class.

Misha peeled a banana and took a big bite from it. "So, [y/s/n]... Are your excited that I'm going to be studying with you?" Misha asked and his son smiled softly, laughing a bit.

"Daddy, you aren't going to study! You're a big person!" Your daughter said and you grinned. "But what if I want to study?" He asked and your son put a finger on his chin, thinking about the question. "Then you'll have to ask Ms. Harris about it," He answered and Misha nodded.

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You really wanted to join your boys for the whole day but you had some work to finish off. You were excited to see them in the assembly.