Supernatural Imagines

Funny Faces Are Fun (Misha)

You sulked as you watched him zip up his trolley bag. "I'm still mad at you," You crossed your arms and furrowed your eyebrows. He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Well... what if I treat you to the best night of your life? Will that fix everything?" He asked with a grin and you bit your lip. You smirked then shrugged the thought off.

You pushed his shoulder a bit then huffed. "Even if you can achieve that... I'll still be mad at you," You complained and he rubbed his forehead.

"Baby please, I have to go sooner or later. It's work and if I go sooner I'll come back sooner," Misha explained and you hugged him, to his surprise. You nuzzled your head into his chest and sighed loudly.

"But I'll miss you," You mumbled and he  kissed your head. "I'll miss you even more but I'll call everyday, and we can talk for as long as you want," He told and you nodded slowly.

"Now, do you still want that special night?" He asked and you kissed his cheek. "When do I ever say no Collins?" You smirked, pulling him to the bed.

*****

4 years later...

You sulked. Misha was gone once again to the set of Supernatural, like every six months, leaving you alone for a couple of months atleast.

Even though it's been 4 years of him leaving for long stretches of times, You can never get used to it. He's always message you, always try to cheer you up but all you felt was lonely.

You sat back on the couch and shut your-

"MAMAAA," You heard a high pitched voice yell out, "Mama, where are you?" You smiled softly and got up, walking to your two-year-old son's nursery.

"Hi baby, how was your sleep?" You questioned as you walked up to his crib. He rubbed his eyes, "Very awesome." He giggled, "Where's daddy?"

You sighed as you picked him up, "Daddy's still busy doing work." Your son rested his head on your chest, "Mama I miss him..."

You kissed his head, "I miss him too baby." You walked in silence then shrugged the sadness off.

"Why don't we watch a movie? Do you want to watch 'Finding Dory'?" You asked and he clapped happily. He always says that he's Nemo and Misha is Marlin, and you're Dory, after he overheard your husband calling you forgetful.

You put the movie for him and gave him his cup filled with apple juice.

TING!

You walked over to your phone to find that Misha had sent you something on Snapchat.

You smiled. He rarely used Snapchat, except when posting poetry recitals on his Story. You replayed the snap and walked over to your son.

"[y/s/n], daddy sent a video!" You told and showed him the Snap. He looked at your phone with fascination. "Wow! Daddy is a puppy! I want to be a puppy," He said and you switched the filters on.