warnings: mr.stranger creepy and violent ans unstable, kidnapper
The sudden bright flash woke him from his slumber, his eyes darting to the direction where the light had come from right above him, upon seeing that man again he immediately turned his head away and shut his eyes tightly, he swore his heart stopped the second he made brief eye contact with him. It felt like he couldn’t breathe, his heart rate had increased rapidly too, when he had glanced at him, his captor had been just staring right at him from right above him, far too close. He didn't want to look again, he wanted to pretend the man wasn't right there, but then he felt his face be gently caressed, it’d be soothing if it wasn’t for the situation, actually right now it was making him feel a thousand times worse.
A whimper slips from him, he wants to move, to stop that bastard from touching him, to move his hands away from his face. Yet when he tries to pull his hands under himself to push himself up, all he feels is a tug, along with soft clink of metal against metal, his hands are restrained to the headboard of the bed he’s on, wait when did he go to bed? His anxiety only keeps growing, he also feels his legs have been tied together by the ankles. Ethan hears the man speak at him, gentle reassurances, but he doesn’t care to listen, he's trying his hardest to not, he just wants him to go away never to return.
The hand that had been gently caressing his face has now assumed a rough hold of his lower face. He had clearly struck a nerve, he could tell from the tone of the man's voice as he spoke “I told you to look at me”. Hearing that made him squeeze his eyes shut harder, he heard an annoyed sigh, then felt the weight on the bed shift, as the man got onto the bed, Ethan could tell he was on his knees, one on each side of Ethan, then he felt the weight shift again slightly, he had been reaching for his right hand, Ethan figured after his wrist was roughly grabbed.
Ethan was far too terrified to look now, even if he knew it could possibly pacify his captor for the next two minutes before he gets a different idea again. The Rough hold on Ethan’s face was finally released, he would have felt relieved, if not for the fact the man was right there, he had no way to escape, and the rough hold on his injured hand’s wrist. His captor was silent, simply roughly holding Ethan from his wrist, as if he was waiting for something or hesitating. Then he felt the other’s right arm holding his index finger, he couldn’t tell why, wait no no. A rough tug, the unpleasant snapping sound and the pain, it hurts really bad. Next was his middle finger, the same rough tug, sound and pain, Ethan opens his tear filled eyes, then he pleads “please stop, please i’m sorry” but the man doesn't acknowledge him, he’s ignoring him now.
Ethan keeps pleading as the man now holds his ring finger, and starts bending it agonizingly slowly, Ethan screams, and begs “please stop, it hurts, please”. The man looks down at him with disdain “as if being ignored by you didn't hurt, you didn’t stop when i asked now did you” Ethan doesn’t understand, that's not the same at all what the fuck is wrong with this guy.
The man turns back to his hand “if you're really sorry Nikolai, just look here” Ethan’s gaze falls on his hand, and the man stares at him, as he quickly breaks his little finger, Ethan yells from the pain, the man gets off the bed and pulls out his phone. Ethan jumps from surprise at the sudden flash of the phone’s camera, what, what, what the hell, is he taking pictures after breaking 4 of his fingers. His captor gently holds his face towards the camera, and takes a few more photos. Ethan squirms, it hurts alot, his fingers..why he weeps, he's so scared he hates everything about this place, he doesn’t even know where he is.
His captor looks down at him, “you’re so cute when crying, you know?” then he continues “almost makes me feel a little bad for this..” Ethan shudders at the words, while the man speaks up once again “you said you were sorry, tell me for what”. Ethan swallows, he doesn’t want to apologize for anything to this madman, but he knows he’ll get hurt more if he wont.
Ethan tries to speak up but is interrupted by the other “look me in the eyes while you apologize”. Ethan shakily raises his gaze to meet his captor’s "I'm sorry, for, uh ignoring you, and not listening”. The man scoffs “oh so you’re not sorry for hurting me?”. Ethan panics “no,i mean of course i’m sorry for hurting you, please i’m sorry”. His captor walks closer to him, “oh you’re not sorry for the other things anymore?”Ethan whimpers and starts apologizing again,and again, and again. The man is getting visibly more annoyed each time and Ethan can’t figure out why, is he apologising wrong, forgetting something, not sounding sincere enough?
His captor pulls his hair towards himself, “mm i don’t think you’re actually sorry, you're only doing this so i'll stop right?” He pulls Ethan’s hair harder “Why won’t you say my name Nikolai, it’s really starting to piss me off”. This is all just too much for Ethan, he can’t, that's right he can’t.. And so he responds “i can’t, i-” the man interrupts him “what you forget it or something, you can’t remember? As if!” Ethan cries out" I don't even know who you are!! His captor’s expression is, Ethan can’t read it fully, it’s clear he’s absolutely furious but there’s something else too, disdain, sorrow.. Then his captor speaks in low tone “you’re clearly not ready to apologize, i’ll come back later again alright, and you better have a good apology by then Nikolai. And with that he turns and leaves the room, slamming the door behind him, Ethan can hear the lock click. He’s left alone, after a moment's silence he can’t help but to weep. It hurts so much, he’s so scared, eventually after a long while he passes out.
Summary- It was purely by coincidence that you were paired up with this particular mystery man in a random chat roulette site on a Thursday evening. (Not one of your finer moments) Charming his way into your little life as Mr Stranger how long can you two really keep the anonymity between you?
Word Count - 1,817
Warnings - Just fluff and happiness
A/N - I’m so sad that this is the final part 😭 I just wanted to say such a big thank you to every single person who encouraged me to write this series. It’s one of the first things I’ve ever written and your support has helped give me so much confidence in my writing as well as making me fall even more in love with this story than I already was. I love and appreciate you all 💕
P.s I’ve had a few people ask about a sequel for this and all I’m saying is, never say never 😘
Part Nine - Final
Series Masterlist / My Masterlist
Cold air invaded the cabin of the aeroplane but it did absolutely nothing to cool you down. Your heart was racing a mile a minute, leg bouncing up and down as you tried to calm your breathing.
You were a mess, completely and utterly, but god, if it wasn’t the best kind of mess. Only 20 minutes or so and then you would be landing on the tarmac. Leaving the airport to travel to the same hotel where you would finally meet the man you had thought about continuously since the first night you ‘met’.
A smile grew on your face as you closed your eyes and thought of green ones looking back at you. Potential conversations played through your head as you rehearsed your words over and over again. An extra surge of excitement burst through you at the thought of going to a con for the first ever time. As you waited to board only a few hours earlier you searched through YouTube for Supernatural con videos trying to get a sense of what to expect. All you found was laughter and jokes shared between actors and fans in a way you never would have imagined. It all felt so wholesome and relaxed as though it was just excited friends getting together with a few individuals taking Center stage, and you were going to be a part of all of it.
Your eyes were brought open and emotions filled within as the ping to return to your seats filled your ears. This was it. You were so close.
With a deep steadying breath you found your feet and made your way to exit the plane. Your feet carried you faster than normal as you filed through the airport, weekend bag hauled over your shoulder, eyes searching for a woman holding your name.
Only 20 minutes or so after your conversation with Jensen earlier that day your phone rang again, a soft melodic voice through the speaker giving you details. She had booked you on a flight and would pick you up from the airport to take you to your hotel.
The same hotel where Jensen and the rest of the cast were staying, as if that wasn’t enough to send the butterflies inside into a tornado.
Her description of being a short girl with a messy blonde bun rang through your mind as you scanned the crowd, scared that if you stopped moving you’d forget completely how to all of a sudden. Spotting a blonde updo you made your way over smiling wide as the surreality of seeing your name on a celebrities assistance board sunk in. “Melissa?”
Her eyes found yours immediately, a genuine smile taking over half her face as she took you in. “Y/N! Oh hi it’s so good to meet you! Come on, the cars out front.”
Her friendly demeanour immediately helped calm some of the anxiety within as you clambered into the car and left for the hotel.
“So Jensen and some of the others are doing interviews for the next hour or so in one of the conference rooms but after that he’s free as a bird until tomorrow!” She spoke with a smile on her face, hands rummaging through her handbag until she pulled out a small plastic bag handing it over to you. “And that’s all your passes and information for the weekend. You can basically sit in on anything with those, and there’s the concert tomorrow night too which is always great, but I’m sure that Jensen will tell you all about that!”
You simply laughed at her comment, cheeks flushing pink. What exactly had Jensen been telling people about the two of you? Despite everything that you had already been through this was the first official time that you two were meeting, it was essentially your first date.
Without voicing the questions you really wanted to ask the rest of the journey flowed easily, turns out that Melissa was just the distraction you needed to keep your nerves at bay.
As the car pulled up to the front of the hotel Melissa bounced out not wanting to waste a moment. With a hesitant breath you reached out until your fingers clasped on the door handle, opening it out until you were standing at the front doors that held your mystery man inside.
You were really going to meet him.
With a smile your feet carried you through the hallway until you reached the elevator, pressing the button with a little more force than necessary. You were barely paying attention to the girl beside you handing you a key card and apologising that she had to leave. You said your thank yous with sincerity and fell into the elevator pulling out your phone.
‘Jay, I’m here! I’m just going to find my room now, hurry your ass up!’
You laughed to yourself popping the phone back in your pocket as the doors opened before you. As the jingle of the elevator filled your ears you practically skipped out of the doors, wandering the corridors until you came face to face with what you were searching for. Opening the door up you jumped in, smiling as you took in the room before you.
It all felt like a dream.
Throwing your bag onto a nearby chair you found your phone again and sat on the bed unsure of what to do now. It felt like you had been racing for this moment ever since you made this decision first thing that very morning and now it was just so close but you couldn’t quite grasp it.
Shaking your head you lifted your leg underneath you to stop the bouncing and opened up your phone, praying for a distraction. It wouldn’t be long until you finally got what you had been dreaming of for weeks to come.
The warmth in your chest had completely overtaken the uncertainty of the situation. There was no room for anything else as all doubt dissolved in your mind. This was the right decision, not a single fibre of your being could argue against that as you sat in the hotel room hours from your home waiting to finally hold your man. This was the best decision you had ever made.
A fast knock at the door drew you out of your thoughts immediately.
Looking down at your phone screen you studied the time, Jensen wasn’t supposed to be finished yet but who else would be knocking on your door?
Another knock, even faster than the last one bounded against the door and you lept to your feet. Racing to the sound you didn’t even think to look through the peephole, your fingers just clumsily fiddled with the lock until the door was swinging back on its hinges.
You couldn’t even breathe.
You were frozen on the image before you. Your eyes raked quickly up his body until you came face to face with your mr stranger.
You were both frozen, neither knowing what to say, just taking in each other. Your eyes took in his parted pink lips, the stubble on his cheeks, the most beautiful shade of green and the freckles that you would happily explore for the rest of your life.
Jensen was doing the exact same thing to you. His eyes gazed into yours, dancing over every single feature, committing it to memory.
Smiles tugged at your lips in sync with one another as a hundred emotions flew between the two of you. His mouth opened and shut as words failed him, instead a crooked smile grew on his face that made the green of his eyes twinkle just that little bit brighter.
When words wouldn’t come his hand reached up hesitantly as though he was scared this was all a dream. A breath left his throat as his thumb scraped against your jawline, fingers intertwining with your hair. Without even a thought your breath shuddered in your throat as your eyes closed taking in the feeling and the warmth of Jensen Ackles hand wrapped so affectionately in your hair.
As your eyes opened they were greeted with the softest smile you’d ever seen. Your heart was fluttering in your chest as his grip tightened ever so slightly, his whole body leaning towards yours until his lips delicately grazed against yours.
Smiling into the kiss you sunk your toes into the carpet, leaning up so that you could wrap both of your arms around his neck pulling him flush to you. You would never get enough of this feeling.
His kisses deepened as he hummed into your lips and it sent sparks through your entire body.
Jensen’s free hand found your back wrapping you impossibly closer as though he never wanted to let you go, his lips grew soft and gentle against yours as you melted in his arms.
You were completely oblivious to the world, nothing else mattered in that moment in time except for the man in front of you.
Whistles and applause echoed through your ears dragging you back down to reality as Jensen pulled away ever so slightly. Only his lips left yours, his body still flush against you, hands still clinging to you as though he was afraid to let you go.
Hesitantly you both turned to the noise finding just down the corridor Jared, Rob, Rich and Misha all with grins across their faces, laughter flowing free as they mockingly clapped. Your eyes went impossibly wide and you squeaked at the sight before you, one finger leaving Jensen’s forearm to point to them, an unspoken question on your lips.
Seeing Jensen was one thing, but being dropped into a world full of celebrities left you completely starstruck.
He simply rolled his eyes and dropped his head until you could feel his stubble graze against your cheekbone as he whispered into your ear. “I’ll introduce you later.”
His hands gripped tighter around you as he walked you backwards into the room refusing to give you any space. You simply laughed at his actions as your fingers carded through the short hair on the back of his head allowing yourself to be guided. You could make out moans and ‘oh come on man’ through the door as Jensen kicked it shut behind him.
Instead of diving back in for another kiss that you wanted so desperately his hands simply moved until they both cupped your face. Rough fingers stroking so delicately against the soft skin on your face. Your hands found his forearms, holding him tightly to you as you simply smiled at one another, the soft gravel of his voice floated through the room.
“Y/N, I can’t believe you’re here sweetheart.”
All you could do was smile back at him as his lips found yours once more, speaking every unspoken word between the two of you, nothing but complete and utter love and devotion.
(warnings : drugging that Ethan doesn't realise the full effect of, kidnapping)
That Strange man sure had twisted sense of "later" or Ethan had completely lost his sense of time, but it felt like it had been days, his hunger was unbearable. He couldn't decide if he should be happy he didn't have to interact with that freak or if he should be praying for his return. The Damm chair wouldn't budge at all and he didn't even want to think of the condition of his tied up wrists, the complete darkness wasn't helping his condition either. Was this some sick punishment meant for that Nikolai guy? but he couldn't understand how anyone would mistake him for that guy, from what he could recall from that photograph his captor had shown him, Nikolai had almost sickly pale complexion and his dark hair was only highlighting it, but as for Ethan he was a blonde and had a slight tan going on. The room became bright and Ethan jumped in his seat, he didn't have to turn his head to know it meant the stranger had returned, but when did he come in he hadn't heard a thing, or was he already down here to begin with...the thought of that sent shivers down his spine.
The man circled the chair till he was in front of Ethan once again with that sweet reassuring smile that he could only find off putting and sickening, he held out a glass of water to Ethan "thirsty?" is all he heard before the glass was on his lips and a hand on his chin tilting his head back slightly, he coughed some of the water back by how sudden the act and awful the taste was but the man just kept pouring more water in and Ethan just had to try his best to drink without pause, Actually he wasn't sure if it was water to even begin with anymore after drinking it, he coughed and glared at his captor "what the hell was that stuff, gross" while putting the glass aside the man replies "just your medication Nikolai.." he paused for a second looking concerned but suddenly he seemed happy "aw did you forget to take them without my help, don't worry I'll make sure you won't forget ever again" in fact the man seemed rather elated about this for some reason and it only freaked out Ethan more, he questioned "what medication i don't take any?", the only response that sick bastard gave him is to not worry about it since he'd take care of it from now on. Ethan couldn't believe it, "No, i need to know.." the man just gently shushed him "it's just one of your prescriptions you've taken them before it's completely safe". Ethan wanted to argue more but before he could get a word in he felt the rope binding his hands be cut away, on instinct he stood up and tried to run but his feet buckled under him and he would have fallen if the man hadn't caught him, dazed he looked down and saw his ankles were bound to the chair too, he was shocked, how hadn't he noticed before, the man was guiding his body to sit down again, and then got on his knees to untie his legs "take it easy Nikolai, i don't want you to hurt yourself" is all the man had to say in reaction to his little escape attempt. While his captor was helping him stand Ethan regretted not kicking his captor in the head while he had the chance. But his legs weren't listening to him, all that sitting really did a number on him he felt rather weak actually, he could only stand because his captor was holding him up. He was being led up the stairs, he finally could leave the dreaded basement behind but was it truly for the better in his current state?
Ethan couldn't recall much of yesterday no matter how he tried, perhaps due to to his agonizing headache, but that was just the most insignificant of his troubles. He couldn't see or move, he tried squirming or wiggling but it didn't achieve anything, seems like by the feel of it he was bound to a chair with his arms cuffed behind his back. The chair didn't seem to budge at all so it had to be attached to the floor itself
His head hurt so badly he felt like he was about to throw up any second, his mind was running for any explanation or way out of this but he snapped out of it quick once he heard footsteps above him
Soon there was slightest amount of light coming from behind him but just as soon it was gone, then the footsteps came closer and stopped right behind him. Ethan felt his chest tighten and heartbeat quicken, tears threatening to spill he was completely terrified, then the stranger turned on the lights.
When the lights came on, he couldn't see there was something covering the entire wall in front of him, pictures? But his vision was too blurry to understand the subject of the photographs from this distance, Ethan was completely lost of any meaning of this. A voice behind him spoke out "you sure made it difficult to find you dear, please never do it again I was so worried" the voice was a man's voice and Ethan whipped his head around to look at the man, and yelled out "who the hell he was and what's going on" The man gave him unamused look "i told you before I don't like these type of games, please stop"
Ethan couldn't understand what was he talking about and it just made him that much more terrified "please let me go i want to go home, i won't tell anyone" he cried out, the stranger walked past him and removed a photo from the wall and brought it to Ethan, as he looked at the photo he saw what it was, withing the picture was the stranger and.. Actually two strangers having dinner together.
Ethan just seemed even more confused from this, what was this supposed to mean for him. Noticing this his kidnapper spoke again "see it's us together, please stop pretending it's really hurting my feelings Nikolai" Who the hell is Nikolai is all Ethan could think of so he clarified "Im not Nikolai I'm Ethan and that's not me In the picture you must have made some mistake
The stranger stared down at him again this time with visible distain" Nikolai i told you to stop" Ethan was unable to respond and he felt like if he tried arguing back any more something very bad would happen Despite that he spoke again "what are you going to do to me..please don't hurt me "The stranger tilted his head in response and just smiled "depends how you behave Nikolai"
Then after brief pause he continues "I'll bring dinner later i must go for now"
Ethan starts struggling against the restraints again "wait wait please atleast untie me"
The stranger spoke from behind him "I won't fall for that again so easily, you'll have to wait few days till I'm finished setting up the house for you" And then the light was turned off and the footsteps retreated and the stranger was gone
Tw : Declining mental health (in form of of increasing anxiety and self neglect), unhealthy lack of eating due to anxiety, some yandere/stalker stuff
The dark room was only lit up by the light from his phone receiving constant notifications, the noise was irritating too, he let out a frustrated sigh and sat up and reached for his phone to silence the notifications for the night. The brightness of the phone was too high so he tries setting it lower but the constant notifications made it really difficult, he decided it's actually easier to just power off his phone, so he did and laid back down turning to his side and he eventually fell asleep once all was peaceful.
He jolted awake and glanced at the clock, 4am it says, he shakes his head, he was thirsty so he got up, while walking in the dark hallway he almost tripped, he groaned in frustration, right he had been little forgetful about taking out trash recently, in fact little too forgetful it was actually kinda gross. Once he finally made it to his kitchen, he decided to put on some lights so he could actually see while getting his water.
He sat down and thought about the trash and how it actually wasn't the only problem, he was running out of food and actually his medicine was running out too, he really needs to go outside for once, but it really didn't seem too pleasant, maybe he could just order groceries or something, but it wouldn't fix his trash situation, he shouldn't hesitate so much but... Forget it he'll do it in the morning it'll be fine. He put the glass away and reached to turn the light switch off.
He was in bed once again, he glanced at his phone, he just hoped the notifications will have stopped by the morning so he wouldn't have to deal with that, then he went back to sleep.
To be honest he didn't sleep that well, i really need to take it easy he thought,
He sighs, as he starts getting ready for the day, showering and getting clothes, breakfast would be nice but he realised he was actually out of everything, besides some leftovers he had been given, but it was all moldy now. So, no breakfast that's okay he thought , he's going to the store anyways.
While tying his shoe laces he remembered his phone, and sighed, he doesn't need to bring it with him today it's fine. With his shoes finally tied he left his apartment with his trash bags, it wasn't really all of them but, he couldn't carry more right now and atleast the other ones wouldn't start smelling. While walking few neighbors of his walked by and he avoided eye contact, he should have done this at night, atleast then nobody would see the huge amount of trash he was taking out at once. He wanted to go back inside really badly, but he really should be out more and he needs to visit the pharmacy atleast and go to the store, he thought while dumping his trash.
it'll be fine if i go few more days without the medicine...right? I'll just order some food He looked around for while and started walking back to his apartment, he froze and glanced back but he saw nothing, that's weird... He tries looking around more but nothing, he tries to steady his nerves, as he climbs the stairs to return to his apartment.
He opens the door to his apartment and locks the door behind him, he let's out a sigh of relief, yet he feels frustrated he can't even handle taking out his trash without almost freaking out, he shakes his head and once he's washed his hands he goes to his room to retrieve his phone, he looks at it nervously, maybe he doesn't need to eat actually, he'll just drink water.
he puts his phone back on the table and backs away to kitchen. He looks for his glass from yesterday, he thought he left it on the counter but after looking around he found it where he kept all his glasses, he shrugs and drinks some water again, he should atleast throw the moldy leftovers away..he has just taken whatever was already in the trash out, he opened his fridge and, wait on the upper shelf was something else, some cheap microwave ready meal, he picked it out and miraculously it wasn't expired, he must have missed it when he looked earlier, how else would it be here. He immediately went to heat it up, he was very hungry, had been since yesterday.
He scarfs the meal right up, he was too inpatient to wait for it to heat up fully so it was cold from the inside but he didn't care. He tossed the trash from his meal with the box containing the moldy leftovers, he's not going to open that he'd probably throw up. He was in rather good mood maybe he could try going to the store again, it's light out it'll be fine.
Summary- It was purely by coincidence that you were paired up with this particular mystery man in a random chat roulette site on a Thursday evening. (Not one of your finer moments) Charming his way into your little life as Mr Stranger how long can you two really keep the anonymity between you?
Word Count - 2,282
Warnings - Sadness, panic
Part Five
Series Masterlist/ My Masterlist
Your day had been filled with naps and Supernatural reruns, really it was the dream but you couldn’t enjoy the simplicity of it. Your Mr Stranger had never text you back. Sure with being on night shifts it had meant that you were texting each other at odd times but this was a long gap for the two of you.
Yesterday when you got home from your final night shift you talked to each other and fell asleep on the sofa. Once you woke you made yourself something to eat you tried to fall asleep once more. Staying up all night had messed with your body clock and you couldn’t wait to be back to normal so you spent most of the night falling in and out of sleep. Stumbling out of bed the next morning the short naps had continued although you tried to force yourself to eat at normal times and by around 5pm you were already feeling better.
Well, better physically. Your phone still lay silent next to you without a response. Part of you obviously thought that you were being stupid, he didn't text you for a day and a half, that was nothing but for the two of you it was everything. You hadn’t gone that long without talking since your first conversation all those weeks ago.
Anger began to fill it’s way inside as you realised that this was the first time you wanted him to be there for you for emotional support and he wasn’t.
He had other things to do. Better things to do.Things that didn’t involve you.
He was too busy doing whatever he was doing that he couldn’t spare 30 seconds to fire off a ‘Sorry your favourite patient died i’m thinking of you’ text.
Opening up the back door and sitting inside the frame you let the fresh air wash over you as you tried to calm yourself. You knew that you were overreacting but you were sad,hurt and emotional. All you wanted was your friend to show that he cared about you and he was nowhere to be found.
Leaning your head against the cold plastic of the frame you looked out over the garden and watched the birds dancing in the trees above, it was peaceful. It felt calm despite the battle of emotions inside you and you willed that calmness to invade your body, to slow your mind down, to just let everything stop.
As you sat outside a thought took center stage in your mind, you liked this guy. Not i like him as a friend or as a fuck buddy but you liked him. The only time that you could ever remember feeling this upset when someone ghosted you was when your ex did it to you. Someone that you were dating, even when Lucy ignored your texts you moaned at her but you never felt betrayed by it.
Waking up in the morning the first thing that you did was open your phone to see if there was a message from him, as soon as anything happened in your day your first thought was to tell him. You two talked every single day multiple times a day, you had sex, albeit cyber sex, regularly. You made jokes and laughed at each other for hours about nothing in particular without ever seeing each other’s faces.
If you were doing this face to face it would be exactly like you were dating.
Shit.
It would be exactly like you were dating.
Fuck.
You were falling in love with a man you had never even met.
As all the realisations came crashing down into you it was like a weight was pressing down onto your chest, christ, it was like you could barely even breathe. Leaning forward you twisted yourself around until you were on your hands and knees just inside your house, oh my god you were in love with him.
You didn’t even know his real name?!
Leaning your head down until your forehead was pressed into the floorboards you swore under you breath and rocked backwards and forwards until your breathing started to calm itself down. Rolling over onto your back you looked up at the ceiling taking in the enormity of all of this, you were in love with a man you had never met, who’s name you didn’t know, had no idea what he looked like and he was currently ghosting you. Awesome.
What the hell were you going to do.
After what felt like forever you pushed yourself up to your feet and shut the back door, making your way into the kitchen where you left your phone you picked it up ready to write out a text to your mr stranger. What the hell were you going to say though? ‘Hey, so i think i maybe kinda love you even though i know absolutely nothing about you, call me x’ Fucking hell that would go over well.
Nibbling on your thumb nail you scrolled through some of the old messages that you two shared, looking at the ease that you two had with one another brought a smile to your face. Sure this was different but you guys always fell into conversations easily, this shouldn’t be that difficult right? A girl can dream at least.
Shaking out your hands you began to type and delete and retype until you had something you thought you were okay with.
‘Hey hope you’re okay you kinda fell off the edge of the planet there, i didn’t say anything did i? Anyway i don’t know if you noticed or not but i’ve been a bit emotional and sleep deprived so just ignore me if i’m overreacting or whatever haha. Miss you Mr Stranger x’
That was as good as it was going to get. Hitting send you turned your phone upside down and turned around to focus on a different task at hand, what on earth were you going to make yourself to eat? Opening up and searching through the cupboards you decided on some veggie rice with some sticky chicken, placing the ingredients you could muster onto the side you started chopping the veg when you heard your phone go off. Hesitantly walking over to it you lifted it to discover a message from your very own mr stranger sitting in your inbox, nibbling on your lower lip you opened it up and dropped the phone back on the counter. Why were you so nervous?!
‘Hey there. Yeah sorry i did, listen i’m really sorry that i disappeared when you had just told me that you were sad. It wasn’t anything to do with that i promise and i hope that you’re feeling better about it all now, that was a dick move of me and i’m sorry. I just took a step back but i’m here now, i missed you Mrs Stranger x’
Smiling to yourself relief filled you that you didn’t say anything to scare him away and he was back but why did he need to take a step back from you? Something about that sentence didn’t sit right in your stomach. The anxiety that you had been feeling began to bubble back up so you turned on netflix focusing on friends to aid to your distraction as you wrote out a reply.
‘Don’t worry about it, it’s okay i was just worrying about nothing. So listen, i feel like a dumbass but i need to talk to you about something. So i’ve been having so much fun talking to you and getting to know you and ‘having fun’ together haha and i guess that i kinda like you a little bit Mr Stranger, so i was just wondering if you wanted to do something more than what we’ve been doing? It’s okay if you don’t want to i just would have hated it if i never asked x’
Hitting send you groaned out loud and hid your face in the corner of your elbow, why did you feel like such a teenage girl. Rolling the phone over once more so it was face down you turned back to making yourself some dinner while constantly telling yourself that it was going to be fine. If he turned back and said no that’s totally fine, you would just carry on like you had been or you wouldn’t talk as much anymore and that would be okay. You really wanted him to say yes though, you couldn’t deny it.
By the time you allowed yourself to check your phone again your rice was almost done and the chicken was just simmering away so you had a few minutes spare.
Okay. Breathe.
Turning over your phone you found more than one message gracing your homescreen and by just the few words that you could see they sounded positive. With a smile on your face and a beating chest you played with your screen until you could read them in their entirety.
‘Okay, wow, don’t feel like a dumbass you’re not! I’ve been having a great time talking to you too and if we’re being honest part of the reason why i didn’t text you back was because i was realising just how much i liked you too. Okay now i feel like a dumbass haha.’
With shaky breaths and a smile you opened the second message.
‘So yes i do want to do something more, i know you might think it’s big but i would love to meet you. I’m actually travelling for work next weekend and if you wanted to we could do something then, just to see how we get on in real life without being in each others home towns or anything. How does that sound to you? I would really love to take you out on a real date x’
Oh my god he wanted to take you out on a date. He felt the exact same way?! This was amazing. Were you actually going to jump on a plane and go out to meet him in a random city though? Thinking it through it did make sense, even though you liked this guy you didn’t feel comfortable just giving him your address so maybe he felt the same way. It was considerate and sweet. Your Mr Stranger was so sweet. Smiling to yourself you wrote out a response to him.
‘You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that, i would love to go out on a date with you. Might be a little bit awkward to start with though seeing as how we’ve never even seen each other haha I’m not saying no to this weekend but it’s soon and i’m nervous. Maybe we could finally share our faces with each other or talk on the phone before we make a decision like that first?’
Sending the text you turned your attention back to a pan that was threatening to boil over. While you were nervous about actually meeting up you were patting yourself on the back for being practical and not allowing yourself just to say yes i’ll fly across the country to see you. Turning off the pan you reached over for your buzzing phone, the excitement inside couldn’t wait just for a moment.
‘I’m glad, i really want to do the whole dinner drinks thing with you. I get it, i kinda dived in straight to meeting but yeah if you want to send selfies first just to put a face to the name?’
Smiling at the kindness in his words you turned your camera on and turned your back to the hob, taking a smiling selfie with the pans in the background you attached it to a message. It wasn’t the prettiest photo of you but that didn’t matter, what mattered was that it was a real photo not one that could have easily been copied off google. Writing a caption underneath you hit send and made your way with the rice over to the side to start dishing up before it got burnt. ‘Selfies sound really good, i’m cooking dinner but hi so I’m Y/N its really nice to meet you, your turn! x’
Dishing up your dinner you couldn’t stop smiling, you were going to finally be able to put a face to a name and a name to him as well. This time next week you could have had dinner with your perfect stranger and be an actual couple, even with the worries and doubts that niggled at your brain your couldn’t quell the happiness and hope that came right along with it. The second that your phone buzzed you dropped your pan and opened up the app.
‘I told you that you were beautiful. It’s really nice to meet you Y/N, i’m Jensen x’ Reading his text a squeal left your lips, he thought that you were beautiful and Jensen was such a nice name, it suited everything you knew about him. As you held the phone in your hand a picture message began to load, holding your breath a little bit you waited for it to become clear and when it did your heart stopped.
It was a selfie of a beautiful man with green eyes and freckles smiling softly at you.
You knew this man.
You told your stranger in passing how hot you thought this man was.
This man who you had talked to every single day just grabbed a photo of someone who he knew you thought was hot and copied and pasted it straight to you.
This wasn’t him.
He lied to you.
He lied to you this entire time.
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Summary- It was purely by coincidence that you were paired up with this particular mystery man in a random chat roulette site on a Thursday evening. (Not one of your finer moments) Charming his way into your little life as Mr Stranger how long can you two really keep the anonymity between you?
Pairing - Jensen x Reader
Word Count - 1,984
Warnings - Swearing, dick pics
A/N - I know we’re all strangers talking to eachother on here but stranger danger is real be safe kids!
Part One
Series Masterlist/ My Masterlist
“Thank you but i really don’t need help finding a man.” You called over to your coworker as you pulled your bag out of your locker.
“Of course you don’t need my help i’m just saying that it’s been a while and honestly honey you need to get laid.” Lucy whispered back to you a laugh dancing on her lips as your eyebrows rose comically at her.
“I do not!” She simply looked pointedly at you holding your gaze before you sighed, “Oh god i really do don’t i?” Earning a sympathetic nod she placed a hand on your shoulder as she pulled her handbag on with her free hand. “Yeah hun, you really do.”
Groaning at her you shut the door of your locker and the two of you walked out the staff room to make your way to the parking lot. “I can’t even remember the last time that i went on a date, ugh it’s so much effort i really don’t know if i can do that anymore!” Whining at this realisation Lucy simply laughed at you. “You’re way overthinking this, you don’t have to find someone you like then go on 3 dates before you bang anymore, hun this is the 21st century the world is full of dating apps designed purely to get you laid!”
“You cannot be serious?” Rolling your eyes at her you fumbled for your car keys, it wasn’t that you were opposed to dating apps or casual hook ups at all, it was just something that you had never done before. “What would i even do, just sign up to tinder or something?”
“Yeah you could do. Just open up an account, swipe who you like and then talk to the guy. You don’t have to meet up with anyone that you don’t want to and if you do want to just let me know where you’re going. Safety first at the end of the day.” Mulling this over and agreeing with the safety comment you threw your bag in the passenger seat as you leaned over the top of your car as Lucy continued talking about the wonders of the internet to improve your sex life.
“And if meeting a stranger for sex is too much you could always ease into it first, it’s something i haven’t done for years but when i was feeling a little ‘Pent up’ I would totally log onto one of those anonymous chat roullete sites and have a little fun if you catch my drift.” She waggled her eyebrows at you as her smile grew bigger at the memories.
“Lucy literally everyone know what you mean, you’re ridiculous. I’ll see you tomorrow!” With a laugh you stepped into your car and shut the door making your way home for the evening. Once you had settled on the couch with something to eat and had an old episode of Friends on the tv your mind started to wander back to that conversation. Well honestly it hadn’t left that conversation, it had been months since you’d been with a man and while it was time for you to get back into the swing of things you had been with your ex for years and this all felt like foreign territory once again.
Maybe the internet was a way of making this whole thing so much less stressful, making your way into the kitchen you poured yourself a large glass of wine and took a generous mouthful as you settled back on the couch pulling your laptop into your lap. Taking in a deep breath you opened up the browser and loaded up one of those anonymous chat sites that you hadn’t used since you were probably a teenager, tilting the screen so that the webcam was pointing away from your face you dove in.
It only took a few seconds before you matched with someone and were greeted by a very clear image of a man sitting with a very exposed hard on.
Nope. More wine.
Leaving the chat immediately you almost downed your glass of wine before bouncing into the kitchen to decide that it would be best if you just brought the whole bottle into the other room with you. Refilling the glass you gave yourself a pep talk and settled back into your seat, this was exactly what you went onto this site for to test the waters of talking to a man while staying anonymous in the safety of your own home. You could do this. Maybe just don’t start with talking to the guys who already had their junk out waiting for you.
Taking a sip you joined another chat, this time you were greeted by a man who had the webcam, similar to you, pointing away from his face. What you could see however was a pair of jean clad thighs, a black t shirt and bare forearms. Okay, this was doable. Definitely a man, definitely not a penis in sight.
Settling your glass next to your leg you simply typed in a ‘hey’ with a smiley face. He responded immediately with a ‘Hi, how are you?’
Smiling you wrote back ‘I’m good thanks, just relaxing with a glass of wine. How about you?’ You lifted the glass up to show the camera before bringing it up out of view so that you could drink it. Looking at the screen Mr Stranger brought a beer out of view to nod it at the camera before it dissapeared up to his mouth just as yours did.
‘Sounds lovely sweetheart, i’m just here because i lost a bet and my dumbass friends thought it would be funny to make me go on here and see a load of guys with their dicks out haha’
‘They sound like great friends!’
‘Yeah they’re assholes’
‘So, come across many dicks in your travels then?’
‘More than i’d like to see on a thursday evening. Pleasantly surprised to see that you’re not one of them, although the guys are arguing about whether talking to you is cheating’
‘Well i’m glad that i could add a little variety to your evening and definitely not cheating. It’s not our fault that chat roulette managed to put two people together who don’t have their junk out’
‘Haha definitely it’s basically a miracle, we should appreciate that!’
‘Yeah, i agree and not that i’m using you or anything but i think i’d prefer to stay here with you than try my luck with the others’
‘Well sweetheart you’re making me blush!’
‘Well the bar is set very low but hey a compliments a compliment!’
Reaching out to pour yourself another glass of wine you watched as the mystery man read your comment and he let out a whole body laugh. As he fell backwards into the sofa more of his body came into view and your eyes were drawn to the muscles that danced in his biceps.
Oh my.
As you finished your third glass of wine you found that the conversation had flowed so naturally and jokingly that almost half an hour had passed. Legs of another man came onto the small window as you could see him looking at the conversation you were having on the other side of the screen, you moved your hand to the camera eyeline to wave to the tall stranger. It took a few seconds but when they noticed you you could tell they were both laughing as the standing stranger moved to give you a dorky double handed wave, his large hands almost taking up the whole screen. The smaller of the men batted his hands away as he typed out his message to you ‘Sorry my friend wanted to see what was keeping me so entertained. I’ve had fun but i’ve got to go now sweetheart :(’
The smile that you were unaware was even gracing your face dropped as soon as you saw he was saying his goodbyes. ‘Oh really? That sucks, you’ve definitely made my evening more enjoyable :(’
‘I’m sorry, early morning and my friends being annoying and kicking me out of his place, jerk.’
‘Total jerk. How selfish of him.’
‘I know i was having fun, maybe we could do this again sometime?’
‘What both agree to go on here tomorrow and search with random people until we find eachother again? Haha’
‘Well we could but i think that would bring me way over my dick quota for the week. Maybe i could just text you sometime instead?’
Biting your lip you read and reread his sentence, he was asking for your phone number. Immediately your brain shouted no. Why would you give your number to a stranger, that wasn’t safe but on the other hand you had gotten on so well and he was fun to talk to, it’s not like you were telling him your address or anything. The seconds passed as you deliberated and you saw his hands dance across the keyboard on your screen.
‘It’s okay sorry, i could be a murderer or anything i won’t be offended if you don’t want to give me your number’
‘No it’s fine, like i don’t think that you send off any murder vibes haha no it’s okay i’ll give you my number but if you turn into some psycho stalker or something i am so going to kick your ass.’
‘Hahaha deal. Promise i’m not a murderer or a stalker but if i turn out to be i’ll give you a free pass’
‘You’re such a gentleman, who says chivalry’s dead! Here you go. Just please don’t ring me in the middle of the night or give out my number or anything okay’
‘Just for my eyes only, thank you for trusting me. I’ll send you a text later so that you’ve got mine too but the same rules apply to you i’m afraid’
‘Oh damn and here i was so excited to stalk some random guy i met on a chat roulette site, living the high life’
‘Bye stranger, thanks for the fun. Talk to you soon x’
‘Good night, same back to you i had a really great time x’
With a final wave and a hesitant close of the screen you said goodbye. Closing the laptop you smiled to yourself making your way to your bedroom, time really had got away from you and you were usually in bed by this time but god that was fun. You talked to a cute guy and had a really great conversation, you drank wine and you didn’t even have to leave your living room, it was just like a date but so much better.
A mixture of excitement and panic bubbled in your chest as it sunk in that you gave a complete stranger off the internet your phone number but that was okay right? If worse comes to worse you could always just block him or even get a new number. This was fine, if he was a guy you met at a bar you would have given him your number so why not a stranger you met in a chat room?
You rationalised the decision all the way up until you were tucking yourself into bed, falling under the covers with a smile taking over your face you nestled into the sheets for a minute inhaling the calming scent of lavender as you heard your phone buzz next to you. Leaning over you grabbed it to see a text from an unknown number, taking in a deep breath you opened your screen to read it in it’s entirity.
‘Hey sweetheart, just wanted to give you my number so that we could at least stalk eachother, fairs far. My names Jay by the way in case you were wondering but i think i’m cool with Mr Stranger too, i’ll let you be the decider on that one. Sweet dreams x’
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