Misha stayed the night with you and the next day your dad was discharged.
You both decided to take him home so you could freshen up as well.
When you entered the house you took your dad to his room.
"Dad do you want something to eat?" You asked.
"I'll make something." He said.
"Don't be daft dad I'm not letting you cook, I'll do it, you've just been discharged from hospital."
"I can still cook though."
Misha walked in to see what all the fuss was about.
"How about this, I'll cook, you two go freshen up." He suggested.
"You sure Misha?" You asked.
He smiled and nodded.
You took your dad upstairs into his room so he could freshen up and then you went into your own room and went for a quick shower. Wrapping yourself in a towel you stepped out as the cold wind attacked you everywhere.
You stepped out of your bathroom and into your room and nearly jumped when you heard Misha clear his throat awkwardly.
He turned around as you wrapped your towel around yourself tighter.
"Misha!" You exclaimed.
"It's not my fault! I just came to tell you dinners ready." He laughed.
You grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"You're such a dick."
He put his hands up in the air and turned around.
"That's not what you said the other day in bed." He said smirking.
"Shutup nothing even happened." You said.
"Not yet." He said smugly.
You ran after him but he quickly ran out of the door leaving you there alone wanting to laugh and scream at the same time. What was this man doing to you.
When you finally got over what just happened you got changed into a normal cropped hoodie with leggings and threw your hair into a messy bun. Then you went downstairs.
"Where's dad?" You asked.
"He wanted to eat whilst he caught up on some work so he's in his office."
"He shouldn't be working right now!" You said as you turned to go to him but Misha grabbed your arm.
"I already tried, trust me nothing gets in between that man and his work." You smiled and admitted defeat.
"So chef what have you made to eat?" You asked sarcastically.
"The main course will be le pasta." He said in a bad French accent making you laugh.
"Wow Misha." You laughed.
He gave you a bowl of pasta with a bit of cheese grated on top as he watched you.
"You have to eat with me sit down." You said and he sat next to you with his own bowl of pasta.
You tried a forkful and were amazed by the taste. It was actually really nice but purposefully you put your fork back in and pushed your bowl away.
"Ew that is so disgusting!" You yelled.
Misha looked at you and then quickly tried it. Then he looked up at you and you giggled.
"Oh you little bitch" he then tickled you making you laugh uncontrollably.
"Misha... Stop." You managed to get out in between laughs.
"What are you guys doing!" We hear my dad say and we immediately jumped apart. Suddenly my dad started laughing and couldn't stop.
"You guys are weird, I thought Misha would never find anyone but I guess he has." My dad said as he put his empty bowl in the sink.
"No we're not" we both said together.
"Okay then." My dad said rolling his eyes before leaving the room.
You and Misha looked at each other before laughing once again. When you finally finished eating Misha washed and you wiped. Then you both sat on the couch.
"What do you wanna watch?" Misha asked.
"Um nothing, I thought we could talk."
"About what." He said tilting his head.
"I want to know more about you Misha seeing as there's this whole part of you I know nothing about." You smiled slightly.
"Yeah." He chuckled nervously.
"So, what do you feel like sharing?" You asked as you didn't want to force him to tell you anything.
"How me and Vicki split up?" He asked me.
"You share what you feel like sharing. If you don't want to you don't have to." You said.
"No, I want to. We split up about a year ago because I found out that when I was away filming she was cheating on me. She would cheat on me whilst my kids were in the house. That's sick." He said shaking his head and looking down. You moved closer to him and put your hand on his shoulder.
"It was a bit rough after that, I guess acting took my mind off of it. Obviously Jared and Jensen were there for me through everything but it was still hard. She took the kids and I only have the right to see them once a month. I'm still fighting for them." He explained sighing loudly after it.
"I'm sorry that happened." You said.
"You know what I'm kind of glad, I always felt like me and Vicki were not meant to be and she proved that. It also led to me meeting you. Y/N you make me... I don't even know what you make me feel but it's amazing. I'm so happy when I'm with you." He said as he looked into your eyes.
You looked into his beautiful eyes as he inched towards you but you pulled back. You didn't want to rush into things like he did with Vicki. What if things didn't work out? You didn't want him to get hurt again.
"Why did you do that?" He said as he stayed in the same position.
"Misha, what if we're rushing things." You said.
"I think we have waited long enough. Like you said you aren't Vicki. It doesn't turn out the same all the time."
"I know but.." He put a finger to your lips and then removed it as he placed his lips on yours. You allowed your arms to wrap around him as his hands wrapped around your waist pulling you in closer toward him. The kiss was soft and passionate, most of all it was special.
"Not a thing huh?" You heard someone say from the living room.
You both quickly jumped apart.
"Dad seriously! Again?" You whined. He ruined the moment.
You looked at Misha who was smirking at your dad. You shook your head.
"Any reason you decided to come and interrupt us?" You asked making your dad laugh.
"Jensen's here to pick you both up. You're all going out."
"We can't, what about you?"
"Stop fussing I'll be fine"
"But dad,"
"No you're going." Your dad said sternly. You sighed and got up to go hug your dad.
"Fine, need anything, call me okay." You said and Misha followed you.
"Hey Misha, no hands okay." He warned Misha with a good old pat on the back.
"Yes sir." Misha said as you'd scoffed and rolled your eyes.
You walked out to see Jensen with Jared in the car.
"Hey guys, where are we going?"you asked through Jensen's driver seat window.
"It's a surprise, get in." Jensen said as Jared smiled mischievously.
A/N
Hey guys, I want to thank you for reading this book and supporting it the way you have, you're all freaking amazing and I love you all so much. Now for a question. Where do you think Jared and Jensen are taking Misha And You?
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