The Kiss She Deserves

The Kiss She Deserves - Part 1/3

Summary: Jared, reader and Jensen are cast members, close friends and live together. Jared kisses the reader and she tells him she needs more than a one night stand, does he want more too? I suck at summaries.

Notes: My first attempt at a Jared fic. Would love some feedback. No offence meant to wives and families. This is purely fiction.

Warnings: implied smut, angst, fluff.

Word Count: 18k over 3 parts.

Characters: Jared x Reader, Jensen, Danneel, Misha if you squint.

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Jared POV

Have you seen those videos online of someone doing something completely stupid that's going to end in personal injury, then it pauses and the voice over says "it was at this moment they knew they fucked up!" ?

Well I can tell you the exact moment the narrator of my life would have uttered those words. It was also caught on thousands of cameras, from multiple angles. I've watched it a bunch of times and it makes my heart sink every time. Not that I think anyone else noticed it.

I get home after yet another disaster of a date, throwing my keys on the table in the hallway next to Jensen's and Y/N. I follow the sound of their laughter and find them in the kitchen. Jensen sat on a bar stool at the breakfast bar, a bottle of beer in his hand. Y/N is on the counter top eating peanut butter Ben & Jerry's ice cream straight from the tub.

"Wow, ten thirty. You really know how to wine and dine 'em," Jensen quipped at my early arrival.

I kiss Y/N's cheek in greeting, then steal the ice cream from her hand turning to face Jensen leaning on the countertop beside her.

"She got super drunk on wine," I tell him, rolling my eyes. It's a regular occurrence, my dates get nervous or whatever, they need too much liquid courage, they over do it and then it ends prematurely. "She threw up in the bathroom so I put her in a cab home."

"At least she went to the bathroom. Could have been worse," Y/N shrugs.

"I'd at least like to make it to dessert just once," I groan, scooping out some of the peanut butter delight.

"But then you wouldn't get to steal my ice cream."

She makes a move to grab it from me, but I put my back to her scooping more out quickly whilst she tugs on my arm to try to get me to turn back to her.

"Jared it's my last tub, save me some!" She moans like a child.

I take two large mouthfuls as she moans for Jensen to help her.

He stands up laughing and stretching, "I know better than to come between you and your peanut butter addiction! Jared on the other hand, clearly has a death wish."

"Jared I swear to god do not make me get off this counter!" She threatens. I surrender and give it back to her. She looks down into the tub and then pouts at the amount I've managed to shovel in my large mouth. "I don't know how or when but you're going to pay for that!" she promises with a squinted, evil glare.

Me and Jensen laugh at her, but I know I'll pay for it in some form or another. Jensen chuckles, "I'm calling it a night," he tells us walking around the breakfast bar to kiss Y/N's cheek before disappearing to his room.

"What time are we being picked up tomorrow?" I ask Y/N.

Y/N always knows our schedules by heart, whereas I always have to check the calendar on my phone. We are going to San Diego tomorrow for Comic-Con and I would bet my life she knows our schedules, hall numbers, flight numbers and drivers name without looking.