jensen ackles imagines

help - jensen and jared's friend

Scene:

Dean:
(Y/C/N) (your characters name) watch out!

You fly into the wall and fall down unconscious and bleeding from the left side of your head. Dean kills the demon that got into the bunker, you all don't know how it got in but it did some damage. Clearly, 'cause you're on the floor unconscious with a bleeding head.
Sam and dean both run to you.

Sam:
(Y/C/N) hey wake up, come on. Dean get a cloth for her head

Dean runs to get a cloth  and is quickly back and putting pressure on your wounded head.

Dean:
Come on (Y/C/N), dammit! Wake up!

You slowly open your eyes and look up at your two extremely worried older brothers towering over you.

Sam:
Hey, welcome back, are you ok??

(Y/C/N):
Yeah, I'm good. A little foggy but I'll be fine.

Dean:
Good come on.

They both help you sit up up and look at you smiling slightly in relief.

CUT!

"Alright guys! Wrap! that was great! We'll use that take and then you guys can go home for today. Good work!" Richard Speight yells to us.
Jared and Jensen help me up and smile at me. "Alright great, lets get these costumes off and go home yeah?" Jensen asks. Jared and I nod in unison and we all start walking towards our own trailers.

After I get my costume off I put on some comfortable clothes, great sweats and a blue tank top, and take off my makeup, including the fake wound on my head. I walk out of my trailer to see the boys walking towards the parking lot. I run over to them smiling.

"Hey guys." I say as I get over to them.

They both look back and smile. "Oh hey." Jared says. "So I was thinking, since we got done early, do you guys wanna have dinner tonight. All three of us. It's been forever since we've hung out just us three." I ask them, hoping for a yes because otherwise this would be pretty embarrassing.

"Sure I'd love too." Jensen says quickly. "Yeah me too, you're right, it's been a really long time. It sounds fun." Jared says smiling.

"Okay great, I'll make some dinner then and you guys can come over about 6?" I ask them.

"Sounds good." Jensen says.

"Amazing. See you guys in a bit." I say walking to me car.

"See ya." They say in unison and with that I drive home.

I get to my house and immediately take a shower because of the leftover fake blood in my hair, when I get out I find some comfortable clothes, just a pair of black flared jeans and a plain red crop top. I then walk to my kitchen and start cooking when I hear a knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yell, and after a few seconds I see Jared and Jensen walk into my kitchen, both in jeans and t-shirts.

"I'm just making pasta carbonara guys, I hope that's ok, nothing fancy." I say smiling at them. "Sounds great (Y/N). Wow, it's been like 5 months since I've been here." Jared says looking around my house. I chuckle at his statement. "Yeah, it's been way too long. You guys can just take a beer from the fridge and sit in the couch. I'm done in about 20 minutes or something." I say. They both grab a beer and go to the couch to just small talk.

I'm looking over at them while cutting the bacon pieces for the sauce, not a smart idea because I end up cutting my ring finger pretty deep. I turn my head gasping and look at my finger and before I know it there's blood dripping all over the sink.

"Uhh guys?!" I yell to them starting to panic a little. I hate blood. Everything about it. Color, smell, look, feeling.. I hate it.

"Yeah?!" Jared yells back still smiling.

"Help!!" Was all I could think off. I see Jensen stand up quickly and run to me with Jared right behind him. "What?" Jensen asks. And then he sees my finger and the sink. "Ohhh my god, ok hold on." He looks around the kitchen and quickly finds a towel and grabs it. He then walks over looking at my hand. "Where's the cut??" He asks slightly panicked and definitely concerned.

There's blood pretty much everywhere.

"It's right here." I say and point to the cut. He puts the towel over and squeezes my hand to stop the bleeding.

"Ow! Ow ow" I hiss in pain and scrunch my face in pain. "Sorry!" Jensen says clearly feeling bad and looking at me and the cut alternately. Jared walks over and turns my head gently in his direction so I don't focus on the amount of blood in the sink and on the towel, but instead on his eyes. "It's ok, just look at me. Don't focus on it ok?" Jared says trying to sound calm but I can hear the fright in his voice.

"I don't feel good guys." I'm starting to get dizzy from the sight and I can still feel the blood coming out of my finger. "Ok let's get you sat down then" Jensen says, and him and Jared start helping me to the couch and sit me down. Jared walking with an arm around my waist and Jensen never letting go of his tight grip on the towel. They then sit down on each side of me, Jensen still holding the towel tightly around my hand. "I'm dizzy..." I say tiredly and I feel like I'm gonna pass out. "Jar could you get her some water?" Jensen asks calmly, now taking a hand away from the towel to hold my head that keeps falling backwards weakly. "Yeah of course." Jared gets up and comes back quickly with a glass of cold water. "Here." He holds it up to my mouth and helps me drink while Jensen has a hand behind my head to help me drink. I'm too weak to hold my head, this must be serious or maybe I'm just weak in general.

"I think we need to call 911 Jar, she's scaring me." I hear Jensen say and I immediately start trying to get out of his grasp.

I hate hospitals. No way I'm going there, not after everything with my family...

Jensen holds me tighter and looks at Jared confused and worried. "Hey, it's ok. (Y/N) it's ok shh." My head is in the crook of his neck while Jared is rubbing my back comfortingly. "No hospitals, I don't want to, please." I say slightly panicked.
"Okay okay, no hospitals." Jared says and I relax a bit.

They make me drink the rest of the water and we end up ordering Chinese food. This whole night kind of turn out just being the boys taking care of me and being the best friends I could ever wish for. Jared ended up giving me 6 stitches across my finger while Jensen was holding my hand tightly. They both helped so much and I could not be more thankful to have them as my best friends.

Let's just say tho. I am never looking away while holding a knife ever again.

And uhh, well, so much for pasta, beer and fun...

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Hey guys!

So as you probably figured out, this isn't just a Jensen imagine. I chose to include Jared as well and spice it up a bit :).

Hope you liked it!

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