“So ah, I just wanted to say thanks, you know for the weekend, you didn’t have to stay and look after me like you did. So yeah... ah thanks” he wash blushing he knew it, and stumbling through his words. Crap he was as nervous as a virgin on prom night and he knew Misha could see it.
“You’re welcome, wasn’t a problem” he smiled up at Jensen from the sofa and Jensen had to remember to breath because Misha was annoyingly gorgeous when he... well he was just about always annoyingly gorgeous.
“Dude I need to know though, what was that?”
“What was what?” Misha asked sounding confused.
“On the weekend, you were like... you were normal” Jensen blushed bright red and wanted to kick himself. Yeah that’s the way to get him to like you idiot, insult him by telling him he ain’t normal most of the time.
Misha laughed and shook his head. “Jensen, that was me you idiot, everything else, all the rest of what you’ve seen. Here on set and in interviews, conventions, it’s all part of the act that is Misha Collins Supernatural star. I have to be like that here, need to keep up with you and typhoid Padalecki. And let me tell you, that’s not so easy...”
Jensen slumped down in a chair and stared at Misha, “But why?” he asked trying to process everything.
“Do you pay any attention how often characters get killed off on this show? Man I like it here, and I like Castiel, and if I wanna stay then I have to sell not only him to the fangirls but also myself. They need to love me like they do you and Jared or I don’t have a chance!”
“So you created a Misha they would love so you could stick around?” Jensen repeated with a grin, finally getting the paradox that was Misha. “And now, why are you telling me this, why let me see the real you after months of the other Misha?”
“I had a little talk with Jared and realised I wanted to give you a Misha you might be able to love” Misha told him softly, eyes locking with Jensen’s, a small hopeful grin on his face. “That something you might be interested in?” he asked softly
“Misha...” Jensen whispered as he stared at the man. “yeah, yeah it would” he answered softly. “Am I someone you think you might be able to love?” he asked, breath caught in his throat as he waited for a reply.
“Think I might already be there” Misha said softly as he stood up and walked over to Jensen before straddling his lap and wrapping his arms around his back. “Gonna kiss you now” he murmured as his lips inched closer, finally landing on Jensen’s in a kiss Jensen had been imagining for months. And it was so much better than he’d imagined it would be. He moaned and kissed back like he was pretty sure he was already there too.
“You’re welcome, wasn’t a problem” he smiled up at Jensen from the sofa and Jensen had to remember to breath because Misha was annoyingly gorgeous when he... well he was just about always annoyingly gorgeous.
“Dude I need to know though, what was that?”
“What was what?” Misha asked sounding confused.
“On the weekend, you were like... you were normal” Jensen blushed bright red and wanted to kick himself. Yeah that’s the way to get him to like you idiot, insult him by telling him he ain’t normal most of the time.
Misha laughed and shook his head. “Jensen, that was me you idiot, everything else, all the rest of what you’ve seen. Here on set and in interviews, conventions, it’s all part of the act that is Misha Collins Supernatural star. I have to be like that here, need to keep up with you and typhoid Padalecki. And let me tell you, that’s not so easy...”
Jensen slumped down in a chair and stared at Misha, “But why?” he asked trying to process everything.
“Do you pay any attention how often characters get killed off on this show? Man I like it here, and I like Castiel, and if I wanna stay then I have to sell not only him to the fangirls but also myself. They need to love me like they do you and Jared or I don’t have a chance!”
“So you created a Misha they would love so you could stick around?” Jensen repeated with a grin, finally getting the paradox that was Misha. “And now, why are you telling me this, why let me see the real you after months of the other Misha?”
“I had a little talk with Jared and realised I wanted to give you a Misha you might be able to love” Misha told him softly, eyes locking with Jensen’s, a small hopeful grin on his face. “That something you might be interested in?” he asked softly
“Misha...” Jensen whispered as he stared at the man. “yeah, yeah it would” he answered softly. “Am I someone you think you might be able to love?” he asked, breath caught in his throat as he waited for a reply.
“Think I might already be there” Misha said softly as he stood up and walked over to Jensen before straddling his lap and wrapping his arms around his back. “Gonna kiss you now” he murmured as his lips inched closer, finally landing on Jensen’s in a kiss Jensen had been imagining for months. And it was so much better than he’d imagined it would be. He moaned and kissed back like he was pretty sure he was already there too.
Fin
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