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“Guys are the worst.” You grumbled and popped the cap off your pumpkin ale. “The fucking worst.” You repeated, your dog jumping up and nuzzling against your thigh. “Least I got you, Dee.” She sighed and laid her jaw on your leg as you scratched between her ears. You leaned back against the plush pillows in the corner of the sofa and flipped on the television, chuckling when Netflix suggested you watch Supernatural. Like some kind of magic, your phone lit up with the same face that was on your 40-inch screen. “Hey.” You smiled as you answered the call.
“Hey, yourself. You doin’ anything tonight?” His voice filled your ear, washing over you and physically pulling the tension of your day from your shoulders.
“I - I just got home from work. And a date…” You mumbled the last part, honestly hoping he didn’t catch it.
“A date? Well if you’re home and talking to me on the phone, I can only assume it didn’t go well?” He raised an eyebrow.
“It went…” You inhaled and closed your eyes, rolling them behind your lids. “No, Jensen. It didn’t go well.”
“Answer your door.” He grinned.
“There’s no one-” A knock drew you from your seat, stirring Daisy. “Jensen.”
“Surprise.” He beamed as you pulled the door back, hanging up your phone and tucking it into your back pocket. Jensen’s arm draped over your shoulders and pulled you into a half hug. “Oh, thanks.” He winked, then pulled the beer bottle from your hand and sipped it. Daisy was on her feet and nudging Jensen’s legs as soon as he shut the door behind him. “Here.” He gave your beer back, almost gone, along with a bottle of your favorite red wine. Jensen crouched down and patted the inside of his thigh, drawing Daisy in. Her teeth showed like a smile as her tail waggled back and forth while Jensen patted and rubbed her, telling her she was such a sweet girl. You laughed and shook your head, walking to the kitchen and pouring wine into two glasses. Jensen scoffed and chuckled when he took his glass. “Thanks.” He turned the graphic to you. Two words in gold script that said, ‘hello, beautiful.’
“You’re welcome, beautiful.” You teased and stuck your tongue out at him. You folded one leg under yourself and sank down on the couch.
“So, what happened?” Jensen sat beside you, leaving about half a foot between your legs and his, facing you slightly.
“Guys suck.” You shrugged. Jensen knew it was more than that, and he raised an expectant eyebrow. “He just - he’s a jerk, is all.” Another shrug.
“Wanna give a little more detail? Do I need to kill anybody?” He smirked, but you knew he would if you asked him to.
“Nobody needs to die. It’s - he’s - he can’t make up his mind, I think. Doesn’t know what he wants.” You ran your index finger around the rim of your glass.
“Well, he’s an idiot if he doesn’t know that he wants you.” Jensen affirmed, sipping his wine and breathing out in satisfaction as he swallowed it. “A real idiot.”
“You don’t have to do that. Just because some douchebag doesn’t want to be with me doesn’t mean-” Jensen stopped you.
“He’s a moron, Y/N. Any guy who has the chance and turns you down? A damn moron.” He shook his head and breathed a laugh. “You know what? I’ve been a moron for too long.” As he finished his sentence, you looked up, face scrunched in confusion, and your eyes met his briefly before you felt his plump lips on yours. His stubble scraped at your chin while his mouth moved and molded against your mouth. You only pulled away when breathing because a necessity, and you chewed at your lower lip while your eyes searched Jensen’s face.
“What was that?” You asked sheepishly.
“Surprise?” He grinned, and you launched yourself at him, teeth clattering together as the two of you smiled and laughed into one another’s kiss.
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