Directed To You | Misha Collins X Reader

The Perfect Dress

Danneel and Gen went home quite late last night.
You were in bed and you couldn't help but think about Misha. Everyone you told said the same thing, that Misha wouldn't do something like that. What if something was wrong? But what if you approached him and got even more hurt by doing so, that definitely wouldn't help the situation.
"Sweetheart, get up you know what day it is!" Your mom yelled up the stairs in a singsong voice.
You knew exactly what day it was. Throwing you pillow and your blanket in frustration you rolled out of bed and let out a long sigh. You jumped into the shower and changed into some comfy clothes, the party wasn't until tonight but you had to go find some clothes today, talk about last minute.
Picking up your phone you called Danneel first "Hey, have you got your dress yet?" You asked after she picked up on the first ring.
"Not yet, why?"
"Because I need to go shopping for dresses, my mum got hers without me and I have bad style- seriously."
She giggled "I can help you out if you want."
"Sure, I'd love that, thanks also has Gen got her dress?" I asked.
"Yeah she has."
"Okay so shall we meet at yours?"
"Yeah, see ya."
"Bye." You said, ending the phone call.
You got into your car and drove to Danneels house and knocked on the door. You weren't shy anymore and were fully comfortable with both Jensen and Danneel.
Jensen opened the door.
"Y/N, hey! Come in." He said moving aside to let you in.
You smiled.
"Danneels upstairs getting ready but do you mind if we talk for a couple minutes?" He said a serious look overcasting his face.
"Um yeah sure, what's up?"
He led you down to the little cream bench/couch thing in the reception- yes their house was fancy.
You sat down beside him nervously.
"Listen Y/N, it's about Misha, you know how he ended your friendship, well he told me why he did it. The night before because he was so drunk. Unfortunately I don't feel like that is something I should be telling you."
"Hold up, he told me he ended it because he didn't like me and couldn't see us being friends." You said, confused.
"I know but Misha would never do something like that."
"Why does everyone keep saying that!" You groaned, frustrated that everyone seemed to know something except you.
"Because it's true" he placed a hand on top of yours and gave you a smile."Do me a favour and talk to him tonight."

You had to think about it, since that day neither you or Misha had even tried to approach each other. This would be difficult but you would be lying if you said you didn't miss Misha.
You sighed. "I'll try, but what makes you think he will talk to me?"
"I know he will Y/N, Misha has not been himself lately. I have a feeling it's because of whatever's going on between you two. Just promise me you will at least try."
"Okay, for you I will." You said smiling at him.
He pulled you into a quick hug as Danneel came downstairs. She cleared her throat making Jensen pat your back and let you go.
"Ready?" She asked smiling. She was so beautiful with her curly hair hanging loosely on her shoulders and her deep brown my greeny eyes shining. She was wearing a flannel top and jeans.
"Yeah, you look nice." You said smiling at her as you got up.
"Thanks so do you!" She smiled back.
"Come on let's get this over and done with." You sighed because you hated any form of clothes shopping.
Danneel chuckled as she kissed Jensen and you both waved him goodbye as you walked out of the door.
"Shall we take my car?"
"Yeah sure." Danneel agreed, so you both hopped into your Range Rover and made your way to the boutique.
You walked in and the first thing that captivated your eyes were not the dresses but the boutique itself, it was so elegant with white everything and shiny tiles on the floor with big chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
You smiled to Danneel as you both walked in together, maybe this won't be so bad at all.
Firstly you picked out a pink satin dress that wasn't too long and had an open back and low cut front. But when you tried it on you thought it looked like a nightgown. Grimacing at Danneel she agreed as she put it back.
You then tried on a black dress that was very low cut from the front and had rips all along the side showcasing too much.
"Hell no" you mouthed to Danneel.
You jumped when you heard a voice from behind you.
"Do you need help finding something?" A lady asked politely. She was wearing a posh work suit and high heels and looked fairly young.
"Um yes please, were looking for a more casual party dress, nothing too you know slutty." You said to the worker.
She tried hard not to laugh and then turned on her heel walking back to the clothes without a word. You and Danneel looked at each other confused as she blatantly ignored you. To your surprise she turned around with a dress in her hand, her smiled wide. She carried it to you and you stood there with an impressed look on your face, not bad.

It was a really light pink satin and was off the shoulders, it wasn't too long or too short- it was just perfect.
You came out of the dressing room after trying it on.
Danneel stood there, her mouth wide. "Wow. Yes." Was all she said.
"I love it, thank you." You said to the worker as she smiled.
"So this is the one?" You asked Danneel.
"Give me one second," she said as she ran to the shoe section grabbing some lace up white heels. "Now it's perfect." She said matching it with the dress.
"Wow Danneel thanks!"
"No way Misha can say no to talking to you when you're wearing that!" She chuckled.
You furrowed your eyebrows. "You heard mine and J's conversation?"
"Yeah, I agree with him."
"You do?"
"Yeah, sort things out."
You nodded your head before getting changed and paying for the dress.
"You want to come over to mine?" You asked Danneel as you got in your car.
"I'm sorry but I've got to go home and sort the kids out." She said.
"Okay, I'll drop you off." You said, driving Danneel home. You reached outside her house, waving her goodbye and telling her to tell the kids and J hi from you.
Then you went home. There was only a few hours left till the party and you were so anxious.