Castiel/Misha Collins X Reader One Shots

9) "Practicing"

Misha Collins X Reader~

I sat in my car listening to the radio. I was outside the set, drinking my coffee. Filming started in an hour, so I had time to practice going over my lines. I fished my script out from the glove department. They had just given me my script and expect me to memorize it in an hour.

I was used it that by now though. At least they gave us 45 minutes of rehearsal right before filming. So, all together, I had an hour and 45 minutes to memorize my lines. I had been working on set for a few months now.

My character was new, but quickly gained popularity. So I was in more and more episodes. Jared, Jensen, and Misha were all really nice to me, but often pulled pranks on me during filming. It wasn't anything too bad.

They would just find ways to make me break character by making me laugh. Sometimes I wonder how we even get any work done. I feel like we're filming for the gag reel more than for Supernatural. Still, I loved working with Jared, Jensen and Misha, they've become like family to me.

Eventhough I was really shy around them and only knew them for a short amount of time, they're the closest friends I had. They were even better to me than my real family. I read over some of my lines when I got a text. I look at my phone and saw it was from Misha.

"Can you come by my trailer so we can practice lines?" The text read. I blushed at the thought of going to Misha's trailer. Okay, so I might have a small crush on him. I pushed those fangirl like thoughts aside. He probably sent that same text to Jared and Jensen.

I turn off my car and begin walking to his trailer. I sipped my coffee as I turned a corner where the trailers were. I got to Misha's and noticed that neither Jared or Jensen were here yet. I shrugged and knocked. I looked around as I waited.

Suddenly the door quickly swung open. I was thankful I was standing at the bottom of the short set of stairs, otherwise I would've gotten hit. "Hey, (Y/n)." Misha greeted. "H-Hey." I stuttered. He had startled me when the door bust open like that.

"I uh, got your text." I add. "Yeah yeah, come on in." He says and moves aside for me. I walk in and glance around. I noticed Misha wasn't wearing his Castiel costume yet. Instead, he was wearing a black t-shirt with a skull that had fathered wings, black skinny jeans and black shoes.

He almost looked... punk rock. "So, I take it you've read the script?" He asked. "Not all of it. They just gave me mine this morning." I said. He rose both eyebrows. "Oh." He looks down at his script. "Well, I guess we'll just start from the beginning then so you can get caught up." He adds.

"Okay." I say, nodding. We both began reading over the script and began acting out our scenes. "Hello, (Y/c/n)." (Your character's name). Misha said as Castiel. Jared and Jensen are supposed to be in this scene with us, but I guess we'll just have to practice without them.

"Cas? Where the hell have you been?" -You.

Misha purposely began to stumbled and leaned on his counter.

"What the hell happened to you?" -You.

"I found a liquor store " -Misha.

"And?" -You.

"And I drank it!" -Misha.

I widen my eyes and pretend to look up at Sam before looking back at "Cas" as he stumbled forward.

"Dude, take it easy, don't hurt yourself. You alright?" - You.

"Castiel" beckons me. I walk over to him. He steps closer to me and leans down slightly since I was shorter than him. I blush at how close we were, especially when his face was right beside mine. "Don't ask stupid questions."

I didn't have any lines for the next few minutes, but Misha insisted I act out as Sam and Dean until my character had lines again. I don't understand why Jared and Jensen couldn't just be here to practice. Maybe they were busy?

"What's happening? Where have you been?" -You as Dean.

"On a bender!" - Misha.

We acted out some more lines and then I noticed something. In the heat of the moment of Castiel being drunk, our characters kiss. Okay, just relax. You probably won't actually kiss until you guys are filming the scene! I sat next to Misha on the couch and he looks at me.

"(Y/c/n), I don't know why I feel the need to say this, but, you are truly beautiful." -Misha.

I pretend to look up at Sam and Dean.

"Uh, thanks, Cas?" - You.

"No, really. You ARE beautiful. I just want to kiss you right now. I don't know why I said that." -Misha.

"Uh..." -You.

"Hey, no chick flick moments!" -You as Dean.

I glance at Misha. This was the part where we kiss. I wasn't expecting us to actually kiss right now though. My whole face turns red. His face was barely an inch away from mine. He grabs the back of my head and pulls me in, kissing me.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me closer while his free and tangled itself in my hair. That wasn't supposed to happen. This kiss was just supposed to be short and quickly cut off, but Misha dragged it on.

He pulls away and grins at my blushing face. His character isn't suppose to grin in this scene either. Something was up. "Wh-what was th-that?" I mentally slapped myself for stuttering like some fangirl.

"What does it look like? I'm "practicing" my lines." He said, using quote figures when he said practicing before winking at me. "O-Oh." Was all I said. Misha smirked and wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me in for another kiss.

This time, I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his neck. We didn't get anymore practicing done for the rest of our free time. We just sat there making out. Someone then knocked on the door. Misha rolled his eyes once he pulled away.

"Don't go anywhere." He said before going to answer the door. It was Jared and Jensen. "Dude, where were you? Rehearsal started 10 minutes ago." Said Jared. "Sorry, guys, I lost track of time." Misha apologized.

Jensen looked over at me. "Hey, (Y/n). What are you doing in here?" He asked. Crap! I didn't know what to say. "Oh, uh, she wasn't caught up with the script, so I was helping her get caught up." Misha answered for me. I quietly sighed in relief.

"Is that a hickey?" Jared points out. I quickly covered that spot on my neck and looked away. Misha shook his head and shooed them away before closing the door. "I TOLD you, man!" I heard Jensen shout to Jared. I face palm. Misha looks at me. "Eh, sorry about that." He points at my neck.

"I'm sure the makeup artists can cover it." He adds. I blush and nod. He walked across his trailer and picked up his costume that was in a large dry cleaner bag. "We should probably head inside the studio before we get yelled at." He said. "Yeah." I nod and followed him out to the studio.

Well, today was eventful.

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