I hated it when he was working. If he even came home he was late and he barely had time to call or text. He had been my friend long before we started dating. Today was actually our 1 month anniversary.
Exactly one month ago I was in Stereotype, Jareds bar, with J2M, Mishas wife Victoria and Jareds girlfriend Genevieve. Misha and Victoria were staying here since it was Christmas time and they were both done with the Boston winters. Christmas in Austin, Texas was the opposite. It was hot, really hot, and Jensens teasing didnt make it much colder. We had always had a flirty friendship.
Becoming close friends as kids I had seen him grow a lot. From days where no one noticed him to being a soap opera hottie. Ive seen countless girl, and even some guys, drool over him, but how can I blame them?
I remember being around 16 years old and having my first dream. Yeah, it was about him. Ever since that moment I may have had a slight crush on the dashing young lad. He was about 3 years older than me and I always felt like he saw me as just a little sister or something like that. It changed after we got older and the jokes got more inappropriate.
Then, at the restaurant, he got up on the bar (slightly drunk) and sang I want to know what love is by Foreigner to me. That was the start of our relationship.
Now Christmas break is over and Jensen is back shooting. For the next few weeks they were shooting just outside of Austin, filming an episode about Sam and Dean coming to this dimension.
He was supposed to be back hours ago and I had no word of him. Waiting on the sofa in my panties and a white shirt I was watching Supernatural. The After School Special was on and I always loved seeing my man in those shorts, but when the clock stroke 1 I felt my eyelids get heavy. I turned out the TV and stumbled upstairs to Jens bedroom. I was staying here for a few weeks since some family members were over at my parents house a couple blocks from here. I promised to pay them a visit with New Year and I had been stalling for about 5 years now.
I laid my phone on the nightstand, crawling under the thick blankets since I love sleeping under something heavy. I laid my head down and let myself drift away. That was until my phone rang.
Yes? I grumbled, not looking at the callers ID since the light was blinding.
Someones happy to hear from me. I heard Jensen chuckle and a smile spread on my face.
Where are you baby? I mumbled.
I just have to finish up here and then Ill be going home. Where are you?
Bed. I stated.
Guest room or mine?
Yours. I lightly chuckled. Smells like you.
That good?
Now dont get cocky.
What are you wearing?
No, Im not playing this game with you.
Come on Y/N. Im in my trailer, I need you.
Then come home.
Y/N, please. Im rock hard.
Then come home and let me take care of it. I said, a smirk growing as I heard a low groan from the other side of the line. I could help you with it. Put my fist around it before taking you all in.
God, Y/N, youre killing me. he grumbled and I could hear he was trying to keep it together.
Ill be waiting. I stated before hanging up the phone, drifting back to my beautiful dream.
I felt the bed shift from another weight landing on it and fingers tracing up my bare leg. Opening my eyes I looked up, seeing Jensen sitting by my side. His breathing was already heavy and his eyes dark with lust.
