Imagines

Jensen Ackles (Actor)

"What's a pretty lady like you doing all alone?", a deep voice asked right beside you. You were sitting alone at a bar that you now came to pretty frequently seeing as your boyfriend of two years had just broken up with you two months ago. You didn't drink a lot, at least not all the time. Not many guys attempted to flirt with you and those that did were usually creepy pervs. This guy didn't look creepy or pervy, he had green eyes and a handsome face though he held himself with some arrogance. You just smiled and didn't answer him, continuing to swirl your straw in the soda you had ordered.

You felt more than saw him seat himself next to you. "Playing hard to get, I like it. What's your name babe?" You ignored his question and picked up your purse and coat, leaving twenty-five dollars on the bar counter. You made your way out of the bar and didn't notice the handsome stranger following you until you got to your car.

"Hey, look I'm sorry I was just trying to make conversation not make you leave. It's not everyday a pretty woman is seen by herself at a bar." You continued to ignore him getting in your car and closing the door on him. He knocked on the window for several seconds before you rolled it down. "What do you want?", your voice laced with venom.

"I want to make it up to you. Let me take you out to dinner and maybe a movie. Just as would-be-aquatints." You thought about it for a minute. It has been a long time since you had seen a movie and it's not like this was a date. Just dinner and a movie with an arrogant stranger.

"What's your name before I decide.", you replied. "I'm Jensen, and you are?"

"Y/N, and I accept your offer. But just as would-be-aquatints. I will not have sex with you."

"Absolutely no sex", he said while chuckling. "Give me your address and I'll pick you up at 7. That good?"

"Okay", you replied still a little skeptical. You rattled off your address and told him not to be late before pulling out of the lot. The next day you were a wreck. You couldn't believe you had let a handsome, but arrogant, stranger rope you into going somewhere with him. You were also worried about him standing you up, and embarrassingly waiting to never come. There was also the fact that you were going to dinner with a stranger.

A stranger. Who does that? Obviously you. You decided to take a nap since it was only 2 pm and you hadn't slept well, a few minutes maybe hours wouldn't hurt. You already had your outfit picked out so nothing to worry about there, and he was picking you up so no worrying about driving.

You closed your eys and got comfortable on the couch restlessly shifting before driting off. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. What seemed only a few seconds later you jolt awake to somone knocking on your door. You grab your phone and see it says 7 pm on the dot. "Oh crap, oh crap. I overslept so bad.", you thought to yourself. You went to the door and looked through the peephole to see Jensen standing there patiently. You sighed and opened the door hoping he would just laugh and walk away saying it was just a joke and that she was so pathetic. He smiled upon seeing you and then looked at what you were wearing. "I know its not a date or anything but i was hoping you would at least wear real clothes not just a baggy shirt." You blushed forgetting that all you had on was a baggy red T-shirt. "I took a nap and I guess I overslept. I'm really sorry, give me like ten minutes and I can be ready to go. That is if you still want to go?"you asked hesitantly. If this was your ex boyfriend he would've already gotten angry with you and left, one of the many reasons you left him.

"It's fine, take your time. I'll just wait out here."

You were relieved and nodded at him. "Ten minutes tops I promise."

He nodded going over to the couch where you had been 'napping' and sat down. You turned and walked to your room and shut the door. You looked at the blouse and jeans you had set out on the bed. He was wearing a nice dress shirt and jeans so you figured this was good enough. You quickly got dressed, applying some eyeliner and mascara not really concerned since it wasn't really a date. You grabbed your boots and slipped them and grabbed your wallet. You stopped at the mirror in the hall smoothing your hair down. You smiled seeing he was looking through one of your high school yearbooks.

You saw that he had found your picture and was looking at it talking to himself. "Damn, she was pretty even in high school. Better not fuck this one up Ackles or you're screwed."

You blushed slightly, you didn't think you were that pretty in high school, it had helped you didn't have the trouble of braces or glasses. You cleared your throat loudly making him stand up quickly and stare. "You ready to go?"

He nodded,"Yeah, do you want to go to the movie first or go eat? We can always catch a late showing if you're hungry." You thought about it. He was probably only being polite and would make an excuse about going to the movie after eating but you were hungry so might as well go eat first before your night ended. "Let's go eat first." You both went outside to his grey Land Rover and climbed in and buckled up. "Where to?" he asked while driving down your street.

"I haven't been to Applebee's in forever. Do you mind?" you asked.

He nodded and took the turn to go to the middle of town. After a minute of silence he cleared his throat and turned on his radio which started playing "You shook me all night long" by AC/DC. You laughed quietly and started humming along. Jensen turned it up a little louder and started singing under his breath. You strangely felt comfortable around him and even though you're a horrible singer you started to sing at the same volume as the radio. You saw Jensen smile and he started singing along with you. He pulled up into the parking lot and y'all went inside and enjoyed a nice meal talking about both your likes and dislikes. After that y'all decided to just watch a movie at your house. Both of y'all ended up falling asleep on your sofa cuddled up.

A/N: sorry if this is a little creepy, it wasn't supposed to be.