Vancouver was a cool place. Both figuratively and literally. You always had to tell yourself to wrap up or turn the heat up. The one thing that you could count on in Vancouver was always the snow and unsafe driveways.
You threw on one of your warmest, thickest jackets and grabbed a snow shovel. Jared would be home from work soon and you had nothing else to do. All house work had been done, the food was on and this snow was getting a little too dangerous.
You were almost done with the driveway when you heard a beep from the end of the road, your head lifted and smiled when you saw Jared’s SUV rolled towards the driveway.
Jared quickly approached and stopped at the end of the driveway, hopping out of the car and sweeping you up in a fun and unexpected kiss.
“Well, if shoveling snow was this much of a turn on for you I should do it everyday.” You giggled, pulling away from Jared, “I’m probably not going to do that but still I liked the kiss.”
Jared chuckled at your words and set you back on the ground, taking the shovel out of your hand and finishing the handiwork for you.
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Summary: You don’t really like the taste of coffee, and Jared notices.
warnings: none
word count: ~780
Jared smiled as he saw you approaching with a coffee tray in hand. You had just begun working on Supernatural last month as a PA, and he was enjoying getting to know you. It amused him especially how small you were – at only 5’2”, he towered over you.
“Morning, Jared,” you said with a smile, grabbing his coffee cup and handing it to him. He took it, taking a sip before he replied.
“Good morning, Y/N. Thanks for the coffee.”
You smiled up at him in response, picking up your own cup from the tray and taking a sip as well. You made a face at the drink, before recovering quickly and smiling again. “No problem, Jared. See you around.”
You walked away, presumably to deliver the rest of the coffee. Jared watched you as you walked a few steps, before wandering off to stage three.
You were sitting at your chair on the sound stage, clipboard in your lap as you jotted down notes. Your other hand held your coffee cup, which you brought to your lips. Your face twisted at the bitter taste, but you ignored it.
Jared didn’t, and he laughed at the face you made. He watched you take another sip before he was called away for the scene, quickly getting distracted by something that Jensen said.
You made a coffee run around ten pm, getting the usual order for the guys who were still on set. It was going to be a long night, even if things went according to plan.
You passed the coffees around to J2, the director, and the AD, before setting the few extras out on the craft services table. You grabbed one and took a gulp, nose scrunching up as the taste hit your lips.
You heard a chuckle behind you and turned to see Jared towering over you, grabbing a cookie from the table.
“What’s so funny, gigantor?” you teased, taking another sip of your coffee.
Jared observed your face before shaking his head, taking a bite of his cookie and speaking through the crumbs. “Nuffing, Y/N. Tanks for da coff.”
Jared eventually made it a habit of watching you as you drank your coffee. He started keeping track of how often you drank it, and from that how often you made disgusted faces at your coffee. Eventually Jensen caught on to what he was doing, and the two of them found too much entertainment at your expense.
Finally, Jared cornered you at breakfast one day.
“Hey, Y/N,” he said, sitting down at the table by you where much of the cast and crew were eating before the early day. He dug in quickly to his omelet, presumably so that he could have enough time for seconds.
“Hey Jared, what’s up?” you asked, picking up your coffee cup. You didn’t notice immediately how intensely Jared was watching you as you drank from your cup, grimaced, and put it down.
Soon enough, you noticed that he was staring at you, his mouth full of food.
“What?” you asked wondering if you had something on your face.
Jared put his fork down. “Y/N, do you even like coffee?”
You gave him a look, trying to seem nonchalant. “Of course, Jared, I drink it nearly every day.”
He shook his head. “I don’t believe you. Yes, you drink it every day, but you make these ridiculous faces after you take a sip,” Jared mimicked your face, showing you how you scrunched your nose up or how your eyebrows pursed together, before continuing, “like you can’t stand the taste.”
“Whatever, Jared,” you replied, rolling your eyes and trying to brush off his comment. Did people really notice how much you didn’t like the taste of coffee?
Jared bumped your shoulder with his. “You know, we won’t judge you if you don’t drink coffee. Or if you put creamer or sweetener or flavoring in it. You don’t have to try to be such a big girl,” he leaned in closer to you. “I like how you’re pocket sized.”
You leaned away from him so that you could take in the whole Jared Padalecki picture. “Whatever you say, Jay,” you replied teasingly, trying to brush off the whole conversation. You got up and threw away your paper plate, heading to the sound stage.
If Jared noticed your caramel macchiato frap the next day and how much you were enjoying it, he didn’t comment.
Warning: This is an angsty song, BUT I ended this with an important message
Always Keep Fighting. Know that you are seen. Know that you are heard. Know that you are loved. Know that you are enough.
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Chores suck, there’s no way around it. But music, music always made it better. Pressing play, you turned back to your mountain of laundry as you started to sing.
Here’s where it starts, another night alone in the dark
Hate is running through my veins
Steady now I’m takin’ aim
The darkness of day, all the skies are turning to grey
I can’t turn the voices out
How’d they get so goddamned loud?
Oh, cause there’s a side, another side of me that can’t get out
A darker side that no one knows about
Throwing your head back you belted out the chorus
Can anybody hear me?
Can anybody see me?
Cause I think I lost my way
Put the gun down, just put the gun down
Will anybody watch me?
Is someone gonna stop me?
This could be my last mistake
Put the gun down, just put the gun down
“Wait…you can sing?”
The voice behind you made you jump as you spun around to see Jared leaning in the door way. “Don’t stop babe! Keep going!”
Laughing you grabbed Jared’s hands, bringing them around your waist as you continued.
When does it stop?
Cause I’m living cold and shut off
Even when I clench my fists, it’s slipping through my fingertips
Oh, cause there’s a piece, there’s a piece of me and it’s missing now
Yeah, there’s a piece of me that’s breaking down.
Swaying back and forth Jared joined you in the chorus
Can anybody hear me?
Can anybody see me?
Cause I think I lost my way
Put the gun down, just put the gun down
Will anybody watch me?
Is someone gonna stop me?
This could be my last mistake
Put the gun down, just put the gun down
Jared pulled you tight, nuzzling his face into your neck as the two of you danced. Leaning back, he cupped your face, trailing his thumb across your cheek.
“Y/N, you know that I see you right? That I hear you? Most importantly though, that I love you?”
Smiling you gave him a tender kiss. “Of course I know that. That’s why I’m okay, it’s why I’m so happy. Your love, your understanding, that’s how I know I can do anything.”
Jared pulled you in for a tight hug, pulling you up into his arms as you wrapped your legs around his waist.
“It’s not just me you know,” Jared brought his head back, his eyebrows coming together as he tried to figure out what you meant. “Everyone that you guys talk to, everyone you inspire. They know they can do anything because of you.”
Jared tried to kiss you but you pulled back. “I’m serious babe, you guys save lives. You give people the courage, strength, and acceptance they need to save and change their own lives. You should be proud of yourselves. You’ve given me so much love and support, but I hope you recognize just how much you give to everyone else in this family too.”
Jared pulled you tight, holding onto you with everything he had. “Moments like this, this is what gives me strength to Always Keep Fighting.”
ALWAYS KEEP FIGHTING. YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK.
