★ I'ᗰ YOᑌᖇ ᕼᑌᑕKᒪEᗷEᖇᖇY ★ (ＣＯＣＫＬＥＳ)

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"So last night really happened?" Misha suddenly questioned through a mouth full of food.

"Yeah... It did," the blonde mumbled regret filling his mind.

"I wasn't expecting any of this," Misha mumbled eating another large fork full of food. "Jensen your cooking is amazing as always,"

"Thank you and as they say now you must kiss the chef,"

"Well I mean if it's mandatory I guess I must..." The blue-eyed man turned toward the awaiting blonde their eyes locking as Misha quickly leaned in and placed a quick kiss to his lips.

"No fair I was expecting something more," Jensen cried like a baby as Misha only laughed.

"Your morning breath is horrible and besides I'm eating,"

"Your morning breath is bad too but being the nice kind gentlemen I am I didn't say anything!" The green-eyed man fought back causing Misha to laugh.

"I was joking with you... Is my morning breath really bad?"

"No," After that, they both burst out laughing Misha almost choking on his food as once he was done almost dying he saw that Jensen had already eaten all of his.

"How the hell do you eat so fast... You had a full plate and then next thing I know it's all gone!"

"I was hungry," He explained as if it weren't the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah no shit," The blue-eyed man laughed piling more food into his mouth, the silence grew around them until it was almost infinite.

Misha sat there eating his food while Jensen played with his fork. Though it was a comfortable silence and neither of them knew what to say Jensen just couldn't help the horrible thoughts that swarmed his head.

He knew that there was no way of things working with Misha Collins... No matter how much his feelings pulled him closer... No matter how much time they spent together.

"Do you regret any of this?" Jensen suddenly asked through a gulp as the raven-haired man quickly swallowed his food before replying.

"I need some time to understand my feelings... If that's alright,"

"Of course it is," the blonde reassured his heart plummeting to the ground at the thought of him ruining his friendship with Misha, and his feelings finally being out in the open.

Suddenly a loud clanking sound could be heard as Misha's fork crashed to his plate. "What's wrong?" The green-eyed man questioned putting an arm around him out of instinct.

"The time..." Misha mumbled glancing at the stove through wide eyes as the man next to him gave him the most puzzled look. "It's Wednesday,"

"Shit!" They both exclaimed jumping up at the same time.

"I'll never make it home and there in time-"

"I know it looks like you're getting ready with me," the raven-haired man mumbled through a smirk as suddenly their plates were forgotten once Misha's hand locked with Jensens as he dragged him up to his room.

"Your room is huge!" Jensen exclaimed as Misha smiled and walked over to his closet and opening the door. "Did you draw those?"

"Yeah... I usually do it to calm myself down," He explained through a blush knowing that no one had ever seen that side of him before... Not even Viki, Jensen was the first.

"You lucky ass whenever I'm stressed I always have to bite my nails,"

"Well, I can help you with that but not right now... Here take these clothes and go into the bathroom and take a shower because you stink!"

"I do not!" Jensen tried to reason as he could hear Misha through the door laughing and rummaging through his closet.

Suddenly instead of Misha going through Jensen's shampoo it became the exact opposite... Who would have ever guessed that in the past week they would be doing this all over again? However this time they were late.

Jensen was humming along, dancing in the shower. He loved dancing in the shower... Especially one as big as this. He was humming AC/DC and gawking over the smell of Misha's shampoo when suddenly the door began to open and he screamed.

"Relax it's just me," Misha reassured putting his hands up in defense as Jensen stared at him through wide eyes wishing now that the shower had a curtain instead of glass.

"What the hell are you doing in here while I'm..."

"Yeah I can see that but it's nothing that I didn't see last night," Misha mumbled through a laugh grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste out of the cabinet before brushing his teeth.

This sent a blush filling Jensens cheeks as he tried to wash his hair and not focus on the man in the bathroom but alas he simply couldn't help it. As once Misha was done brushing his teeth the blonde thought that he was going to leave however he didn't instead he came toward the shower.

"We have to leave in two minutes," Misha explained standing there and looking Jensen in the eyes.

"Alright what are you saying?" The blonde questioned nervously as suddenly Misha was stripping off his clothes and stepping into the shower with him.

"I'm saying we have to take a shower together in order to make it weather either of us like it or not,"

"I-I mean I don't mind," Jensen stuttered his cheeks becoming hotter than the water around them.

"Let's just hurry up," Misha explained his cheeks turning bright pink as well.

"Haha, you almost slipped!" Jensen yelled as the raven-haired man shot him the death glare as he scrubbed his hair.

"That's because you pushed me-"

"No,"

"Yes,"

"No,"

"No,"

"Yes,"

"Ha!"

Then suddenly in those two minutes, they were out of the shower both soaking wet not even having time to dry off before putting on their clothes. Jensen's shirt clung to his wet body as Misha couldn't help yet bite his lip and stare at the beauty in front of him... Oh and the shirt too.

"What the hell are you making me wear?" Jensen questioned staring at his appearance in the mirror, he was wearing a black and white striped button-down shirt with black ripped jeans.

"What I think you look hot," Misha grinned putting an arm around his shoulder.

"I look like a gang leader,"

"That's the point... You're the Dean Winchester Fanclub leader,"

"Is that a thing?" Jensen questioned suddenly becoming curious now.

"It is now," Misha grinned staring at Jensen like he was starving as the blonde cowered away being stuck against the vanity.

"What are you doing?" The green-eyed man questioned through a gulp.

"Fixing your hair,"

"It doesn't need fixing-"

"Yes, it does!" Misha argued trying to style it however Jensen kept putting his hands in the way and then suddenly his blonde curls were perfect and the blue-eyed man grinned. "All done now let's go-"

However once Misha went to go put on his shoes before getting in the car Jensen stopped him. "What about me? I can't fit into any of these... You have tiny feet!"

"You're going to have to make it work!" Misha exclaimed grabbing his keys off the table. "I'll be in the car hurry!"

And that's how Jensen made way outside walking like a penguin. "I swear to god if you-"

"I'm not going to tell anyone I'm just going to mock you for it," Misha reassured starting the car and heading on their way to work.

The whole car ride they both prayed to God that they'd be on time.