Pairings: Jensen x wife!Reader, Jared x sister!Reader
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: Swearing. it’s kind of a weird fic, but I had this cute idea and I wanted to make it happen.
A/N: This is really just a crack!fic. I’m not sorry. This one actually kind of sucks. This is also one of my four entries for SPN Family Love and Acceptance Day! I told you it would get better as the day wore on! Enjoy!
You looked off to the side of the stage, the lights blinding you slightly, making you put your arm up to shield your eyes.
The fan standing there holding a microphone seemed to be quaking in her shoes.
“Hi,” she breathed, making you chuckle slightly.
“Hey there, sweetie,” you tried to calm her nerves.
She took a deep breath before asking her question, “So I’m sure you get this question a lot, but what is it like working with your husband and brother?”
“I actually don’t get that question as much as you think I do,” you chuckled as you thought about her question.
You were currently on stage by yourself doing your first ever solo panel per request of the fans. It was intimidating, but as soon as you climbed up into the stage, you felt at ease.
“It has it’s pros and cons,” you said. “I mean, Jared is my baby brother. I grew up with the kid, so naturally we have pretty good chemistry. We get along well, yet we fight like siblings, which is a total bonus when I have to fight with him in the show,” that earned a slight laugh from the crowd.
“And then there’s Jensen,” you said slowly.
The entire crowd laughed, some even whistled cat-calls. “I mean, we’re married, so I would say we also have a pretty good chemistry, “ you reasoned. “Although the dude can never keep his hands to himself,” you muttered the last part, but the fans were able to decipher it quickly, only adding to their previous antics.
You chuckled, “And the cons.”
You tapped the microphone against your chin for a moment, “Hmm,” you hummed softly, “Well there’s really only one,” you finally found the answer you were looking for, “They are both super intimidating actors.”
The crowd stayed silent for a moment as you thought about your next words. “Jared and Jensen are extremely talented actors. You have all seen it, I mean, Jensen in Regarding Dean?”
The crowd cheered, proving their knowledge.
“Yeah, I didn’t just cry, I bawled from Jensen’s performance. And Jared can make me cry too. Like when Sam was going through all the shit with Lucifer and the demon blood and stuff, they were pretty far apart, but I watched all of them, and I was just reduced to tears.”
You took a deep breath, you had to tread carefully with your next words, “I had to work really hard to get where I am today. Meanwhile, Jensen and Jared just have this raw talent that I get really jealous of sometimes. They both fall into their characters so easily, and they just know what they’re doing at the drop of a hat. Like last week, Jay and I will both got our scripts for a new episode, he he read through it once and knew exactly what to do. I had to spend the entire fucking weekend just staring at these words, trying to find a way to get my feelings across.”
“So yeah,” you concluded, “There’s good and bad things about working with them.”
“Well if it’s any consolation, you do a pretty bang up job,” a very familiar voice echoed through the convention hall.
You spun around as the crowd cheered wildly at the arrival of your husband and brother.
“Look at what the cat dragged in,” you commented into the mic as Jensen kissed your temple.
“Aww shut up, you love me,” he said with a smirk.
“Hey, no flirting with the brother in the room!” Jared protested to your right.
The crowd laughed heartily at Jared’s statement.
You reached out with your left hand and punched him in the gut, “Jerk.”
Jensen lifted the microphone to his lips. You could practically see the word forming on his tongue, proving it to be a habit now. “Call me a bitch and you get the couch tonight,” you cut him off from uttering the next syllable.
Jensen quickly dropped the microphone to his side and scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment as the fans laughed yet again.
An expression you could only describe as purely Sam took over Jared’s face as he cocked his head to the side, “Call my sister a bitch and I will kill you.”
Jensen’s eyes grew wide, “I’m feeling very attacked right now,” he put his arms up in mock surrender.
You laughed slightly at the bewildered expression that stretched itself across Jensen’s face.
Deciding to take the spotlight off of your husband, you spoke up, “Why are you guys here?”
He recognized your attempt at changing the subject and gladly took advantage of it. He lifted the mic to his lips, “You see, Y/N,” he said, “The whole self deprecation thing is Dean’s thing.” Jensen looked at you through his eye lashes, “Don’t steal my things,” his voice changed to a lower tone, sounding more like Dean’s.
“I can do what ever I want.”
Jared brought the microphone up to his lips, “Yeah, Jensen, Y/N doesn’t need you to boss her around. My sister is a very independent woman.”
You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose, “Jared...”
Sensing your annoyance, Jared practically giggled and kissed your cheek, “We just came out to let you know that you are a very talented actress, and we love you very much.”
You could feel your entire face heat up, “Well thank you for the reassurance, boys.”
Jared kissed your cheek again, “We’re leaving now. Love you,” he said to you as he waved a farewell to the fans.
“Hey dude, I love her more,” Jensen protested from a few feet away.
Jared seemed to take offense, “She’s my sister. I’ve known her my whole life,” Jared said as if that information was supposed to prove his point.
“So?” Jensen said, the word sounding very much like something Dean would say, “I married her!”
You sighed heavily, “The things I put up with, I swear.”
“I’ll take your place!” a fan yelled from the crowd.
You snorted, “Please do.”
The boys continued to bicker as they finally walked off stage, leaving you to continue answering questions and interacting with the fans.
