Supernatural Imagines: Book One

Leap of Faith

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader, reader's ex

Warnings: minor mentions of psychological abuse in relationships, fluff at the end

Summary: You encounter your ex at a Christmas Party, and a handsome stranger comes to your rescue at the most desperate time.

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Usually, Christmas parties were so much fun. You love having a good time with your friends, getting drunk, and dancing the night away. Only you have no friends here, you're having a miserable time, no one is dancing, and you're trying to get drunk. It's the only way you'll get through this evening. Normally, you would have left by now, but it's your ex's party. He incited you, and you couldn't say no because he might think you're not over him even though you are. Your only other option was saying yes.

There was a slight problem when you RSVP'd yes, and the problem still remains the same: you have no date.

There's no problem going out and meeting new people, but your ex will try and make you feel bad for showing up without a date. Derrick has always been self-centered and arrogant. You overlooked those traits at the beginning of your relationship because you were desperate. It had been so long since you've had contact with another man, so you settled for less than what you deserved. It's a trait you're still trying to overcome even to this day.

Derrick was never abusive towards you, never laid a hand on you in the wrong way, but he never thought of you as an equal. Maybe that's abusive in most minds, and you see it now. Back then, you just thought it was his personality or the way he is. He's the kind of man that makes everything about him. When he wanted to hang with his friends, then there was nothing wrong with that. However, if you wanted to do the same thing, then it was the end of the world. You felt like he kept trying to control you in every way, shape, and form. Maybe he didn't realize what he was doing, but that's a lie you still tell yourself long after you two broke up.

No one at this party looks like they're having fun, and you're this close to dropping everything and leaving. Derrick is a powerful man at this company, so you figured you'd at least run into him once. The fact that you didn't even see him in the room is surprising. The longer you stayed at the party, the more you realized how much you don't care what Derrick thinks of you. Seeing the fake faces of his coworkers is something you never want to see again. You chug the rest of your champagne glass and head towards the elevator. You have about twenty feet between you and freedom when you hear your name being called.

"Y/N! You made it!" Derrick calls loudly for you.

You turn hesitantly to face your ex that has not one but two beautiful women on his arms.

"Derrick!" you fake chuckle.

"I didn't think you were going to make it."

"Why not? I was invited, right?"

"Yeah, but I see you're still dateless. Some things never change," he laughs and so does the two women.

"Well, that's where you're wrong. I do have a date," you lie.

What the fuck were you doing? Why would you lie to him? He knows better than anyone just how bad you are at lying.

"Really? Where is he?"

"He's in the bathroom."

Your voice wavers in the middle of the sentence, and that's the dead giveaway that you're lying. That and your face just goes beet red. You clear your throat in hopes he didn't detect it.

"Ah, Y/N, you never were a good liar. Don't worry about not having a date. I mean, it never happens to me, but it's nothing new to you."

You could not have been more humiliated more than you are right now. You're faced with two options right now: you can either leave and risk Derrick bringing you down even more, or you can stay and let him belittle you more. Either way, you're going to be the one that goes home crying. You couldn't stand up to him before, and you're not going to start now.

You're about to succumb to your flight response when you feel an arm slide over your shoulders and rest there. A complete stranger has gotten in the middle of whatever was happening. Scratch that, a complete attractive stranger. You open your mouth to ask him who the hell he thinks he is when he speaks.

"I'm sorry I took so long. There was a line in the bathroom. Hi, I'm Jensen Ackles, Y/N's date," the stranger introduces himself.

"You're her date? Why?" Derrick snickers.

"You don't see me making fun of the two bimbos you got, so don't make fun of Y/N."

"Whatever man," Derrick scoffs and leaves.

"I am so sorry," Jensen apologizes and takes his arm off you. "I couldn't help it when I overheard him talk to you that way."

"I'm used to it," you shrug.

"Well, you shouldn't have to be. I'm sorry for scaring you, but I couldn't watch that happen."

"I appreciate it, Jensen. Thank you."

There's nothing left to say to the attractive man who came to your rescue. You turn on your heel to leave because there's no reason to stay any longer. You've already been humiliated enough for the night.

"Are you busy Friday night? I bought too much food for one person, and I'd hate to throw it all out."

"Are you asking me out?" you ask and turn to face him.

"Yeah."

"Look, I appreciate what you did for me, but you don't need to go into more trouble for me."

"I'm not. Truth is, I think you're quite beautiful. I saw you when you came in, but I was kind of intimidated."

"By me?" you gasp in shock.

"Yeah. I mean look at you."

"Me?"

"One date is all I'm asking. If you don't like it, then I'll never bother you again," he smiles in a charming way.

Jensen is quite attractive if you're being honest with yourself. You detect a southern accent that's been faded over time, the freckles that dust his skin look like constellations, and his smile is to die for. It's weird to think about this right now, but you believe in miracles, and he became one tonight. Leap of faith, right?

"I guess I can't say no. We're already dating, apparently," you joke.

"Then I better make it worth your while," he smiles back warmly.

Good things can come from your ex's party. You just have to know where to look.