Summary: Two journalists strike a bargain with Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles to get the article they need, and end up getting more than they bargained for.
Pairings: Misha x OFC, Jensen x OFC
Word Count: 1591
Warnings: None?
A/N: Second to last part of the latest collab with the amazing Ashley aka @d-s-winchester!
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Misha Collins is live now.
Addy picked up her phone, a little surprised to see the notification. She thought she had turned them off when she left Vancouver, but she realized he just hadn’t done anything to be notified of since then. She glanced at Finn, then excused herself to the bathroom.
“... people still tuning in, so I’ll get started here soon, especially since it has been a while since I’ve done this. I think it’s going to be something all of you will be pretty surprised about. I should mention that I have not talked to anyone about doing this -- Jensen, the rest of the cast and crew, CW, my agent and manager -- no one. Months ago, Exclusive magazine put out an article written by Adeline Brooks and Boden Emerson. The way that the article started was shady, yes. Jensen and I had just been left by our girlfriends of the time, and we needed a way to save face. Addy and Bo needed an article from set, so we made a deal.”
Addy’s breath caught in her throat. This could go any number of ways right now, and she wasn’t sure which one would even be the best outcome.
Boden knocked on the door. “Addy? Addy, are you seeing this?”
Adeline opened the door and nodded. “Shh. I’m listening.”
She sat back down on the edge of the tub, and Boden leaned against the sink. Addy watched, and Boden just listened.
“Thing was, there’s always that one important rule in deals like this: you don’t fall in love. It was supposed to be strictly business. The more time we spent with Adeline and Boden, the more we got to know them, the more we realized it was all about timing. Our lives had fallen apart because they were coming to put them together. You’re all going to think I’m being a romantic, but nothing more romantic has happened in my life than my relationship with Adeline.”
Addy looked at Boden with tears in her eyes. The whole story was coming out, and she was more than a little overwhelmed.
“I panicked when the article came out. The girls’ editor added things from their notes in the beginning, including things Adeline and Boden had no intention of adding into the article. Kelly Clark implied that the only reason Boden and Adeline had been around was to get the article, that our entire relationship was a lie. Now, I can’t speak for Jensen, but I can speak to my relationship with Addy. You all have asked why I haven’t been around, and the reason is Addy. I’ve been -- I’m lost without her.”
He looked directly into the camera, and Addy felt as though he was staring right at her.
“Adeline, if you’re watching … I was wrong. I was so wrong to let you go. I should have at least heard you out, I should have been on your side. I should have done a lot of things differently. I don’t expect you to forgive me, especially now that -- well, Boden texted me. For your privacy, I’ll leave it at that. You shouldn’t be with him, though. You should be with me.”
“Addy?”
She looked up from her phone. Tears were gathering in her eyes. “Finn, I -- I’m sorry, I don’t …”
Finn grabbed the phone from her hand before throwing it against the wall. “Really? We just started fixing things and you’re already going behind my back with him?”
“It was just a video, Finn,” Boden defended.
Finn charged forward, but didn’t get far before Boden grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward just enough so that she could drive her knee into his groin. While he was bent over, Adeline summoned up her anger and frustrations over everything he had done to her over the years and threw a strong punch across Finn’s face.
Boden looked at her in surprise for a second. “Wow. Way to go, Addy!”
“Thanks,” Addy said, feeling a huge weight lifted from her shoulders. “I need to get back to Vancouver.”
Boden nodded. “Yes, you do. We should get him out of our apartment first. You grab an arm and I’ll grab an arm.”
While Finn was still recovering from his pain, the girls dragged him outside the apartment door and shut it behind them. Addy clapped her hands together.
“This is good. Everything is coming back together!”
Boden nodded. “I’m happy for you, Addy. C’mon, let’s get you packed.”
“Wait!” Addy grabbed for Bo’s arm. “You’re coming with me. I can’t do this alone and you -- you need to talk to Jensen. Boden, he isn’t with Lindsey because he wants to be. There’s no way.”
Boden shook her head. “I'll go with you for support, but I don't want to see Jensen, and I'm sure he doesn't want to see me. I'll just stay in the hotel room.”
“No, you have to push me to the door. Then you can go.”
Boden smiled and nodded, anxious to help her friend, but also very interested in avoiding any further drama that involved Jensen Ackles.
The wait for their flight to Vancouver was filled with nerves and what-if’s. Both of the girls had to calm each other multiple times, and by the time they were on the plane, they were ready to sleep the travel time away.
When they landed at the airport, Boden worked on getting a rental car while Adeline tried to get a hold of Misha.
“Hey, it’s me … maybe that’s why I’m getting your voicemail. I’m on my way to your place, Misha. I saw the Facebook Live, and I -- we need to talk. Bo and I just landed in Vancouver -- maybe don’t tell Jensen because I don’t think she wants to see him, but once we have the rental car, we’re stopping at the hotel, then I’m going to come straight there. I just, I wanted to let you know.”
Once Boden secured the rental car the two women spent the entire drive from the airport to the hotel and then to Misha’s apartment in complete silence. It wasn’t until Boden pulled into the parking lot of the familiar building that either of them said anything at all.
“You ok?” Boden asked, turning the car off.
“Not really,” Adeline sighed, “I’m just so nervous and I’m not even sure what I want to say to him.”
“It’s gonna be fine,” Boden reassured, “you love him right?”
“You know I do.”
“Then just tell him.”
Adeline nodded and took a deep breath before climbing out of the car. Boden was right behind her as she made her way toward Misha’s apartment. He hadn’t called her back since she’d left that message and she was worried about what his reaction would be when he saw her. When they reached the door, with some reassurance from Boden, she raised her fist and knocked.
It didn’t take long for Misha to answer the door and when he saw her he looked confused at first, then smiled. Adeline wasn’t sure what she wanted to say to him and seeing him had her at a loss for words. She followed him into the apartment and before she could get a word out he started talking.
“I’m sorry, Addy. I shouldn’t have acted like that, I was being stupid and I was letting my doubts get the better of me. The last thing I wanted to do was ruin everything we had. Everything I said and did after the article was published wasn’t me, you know that. You know I’m not that person. I didn’t -- I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you, Adeline. But I did. And it’s a love I will never get over. It’s you...or no one.”
Adeline looked at him in shock, his speech taking her off guard rendering her speechless. Boden, who was still standing in the doorway, was grinning from ear to ear.
“Kiss him you idiot!” she laughed.
Feeling a sudden wave of courage from her friend’s words she reached forward, grabbed his face in her hands, and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, effectively deepening the kiss.
“I’m sorry,” she finally said when they broke apart, “for everything that Kelly put in that article, you know I would never have published those things. If I’d had any idea that’s what she was going to do, I wouldn’t have let that happen. I love you too much to let anything ruin that and I’m sorry I didn’t fight harder for us when everything happened.”
“You don’t need to apologize, I’m the one who should be continuing to apologize.”
“There’s no need,” she said and kissed him again, “how about this. No more apologizing from either of us. We can just pretend like the last few months never happened.”
“I’m ok with that,” he grinned, pulling her closer for yet another kiss.
“Bo?”
Boden was still standing close to the doorway, grinning as her best friend worked things out with Misha. Up until she heard Jensen say her name, she hadn’t even known that Jensen was around -- with Lindsey right behind him.
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “Addy was coming to see Misha and needed some support. I really didn’t think I would see you, I just -- I’m going to go.”
With that, Boden turned and fled the apartment, quickly getting into the car and heading back for the hotel.
Misha x Adeline please...In my head they are married now...tell me about the wedding, please.
You got it!
The morning of her wedding to Misha, Adeline was experiencing a level of anxiety she had never dealt with before. Lying in her bed in the hotel room she had to remind herself that once the ceremony was over the anxiety would dissipate and then she would be married to the man of her dreams.
When Boden checked the clock and noticed there wasn’t much time until the hair and makeup people would arrive, she barged into Adeline’s room and dragged her out of bed, promising that everything wouldn’t be nearly as nerve wracking as she was anticipating.
Once Adeline was out of the shower and dressed in her Bride robe, Boden shoved a mimosa into her best friends hand and directed her into the makeup chair. By the time she was ready and Boden was leading her out to the limo her anxiety started to fade. It didn’t swell up again until she was standing behind the closed doors of the church, her arm linked through her father’s.
She didn’t miss the look of pure adoration on Misha’s face as he watched her walk toward him and suddenly the anxiety didn’t matter, all that mattered was him and the life they were about to start together.
The ceremony went off without a hitch and when the preacher told Misha he could kiss his bride the moment was everything Adeline could have dreamed of and more. As they made their way back down the aisle as husband and wife Adeline’s suspicions earlier that morning were proven right, the anxiety had dissipated and she was ready to enjoy every single moment of the happiest day of her life.
Summary: Two journalists strike a bargain with Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles to get the article they need, and end up getting more than they bargained for.
Pairings: Misha x OFC, Jensen x OFC
Word Count: 1968
Warnings: FLUFF. If happy endings offend you, definitely don’t read this.
A/N: Last part of the latest collab with the amazing Ashley aka @d-s-winchester! Thank you to everyone who read this and stuck with us while we finished it out ... a lot of life happened for both of us while we were writing this, and while we love it, we are in absolute agreement that we are happy it is done! We hope you enjoy this last part! Feel free to reblog/reply/DM/Ask to let us know what you thought of the series!
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Boden rushed into the hotel’s bathroom, turning on the faucet and splashing cold water on her face. Seeing Jensen was not supposed to be part of the deal of coming up here with Adeline, let alone seeing him with Lindsey. Something about the look on his face when she met his eyes … there was not enough cold water in the world to erase that from her memory.
Her phone rang; she pulled it from her pocket and sighed, leaning against the counter. “I’m okay, Addy.”
Addy’s breath made a whoosh over the phone line. “Are you sure? Because you damn near sprinted out of the apartment.”
“I told you I didn’t want to see him.”
“I know, I know.” Addy measured out her next words carefully. “Lindsey’s still here, but while she was in the bathroom, he asked me to check on you.”
Boden groaned, covering her face with her hand. She was suddenly angry. “No, he doesn’t get to ask that. He told me to go, and I left. I’m trying to move on here. He’s clearly moved on.”
“I gotta go.”
Adeline’s abrupt end to their phone call told Boden that Lindsey was probably in the room now. Maybe they were all out to dinner. Back in Vancouver for the time being, she was craving a barbecue bacon burger, but wouldn’t dare chance ordering one up to her room even.
“Pizza it is,” she sighed.
Jensen couldn’t get Boden’s shocked face out of his mind. All through supper out with Adeline and Misha, all he could think about was how much he must have hurt her.
But he had moved on. He was with Lindsey again and while she did roll her eyes when the cameras were flashing next to their dinner table, Jensen thought maybe she was putting in more effort to dealing with his professional life. Things seemed to be okay and he didn’t have to worry about Lindsey telling any of his personal life to the press.
It was still keeping him awake at two o'clock the next morning. He got out of bed and went to the kitchen for a drink of water, hoping it would somehow clear his mind.
Soft hands rubbed over his bare shoulders. “Come back to bed.”
He turned to face Lindsey, clasping his hands behind her back. “Hey. I can’t sleep. You wanna … Linds, let’s go do something. Let’s go get some cheeseburgers.”
Lindsey wrinkled her nose. “Ugh, from that hole-in-the-wall place you claim is clean.”
“I’ve never died from eating a burger there,” Jensen frowned. “C’mon, Lindsey. I need this right now.”
“And I need to sleep,” she sighed, going back toward the bedroom.
Catching up to her with little to no effort, Jensen flipped on the bedroom light, slipping into a t-shirt and some shoes, and grabbed his keys. “Fine. Go back to sleep. I’m going for burgers, and I’m going for Bo. I -- I thought that going back to you was what I needed. But it was only what I needed to distract me from how much I missed her. Go back to sleep, but in the morning, you can get your stuff and go.”
He rushed out of the apartment, not able to get those burgers and get to Boden’s hotel fast enough.
Meet me in the parking lot. I’m around the corner from the room.
Boden had just resigned herself to the fact that she wasn’t going to get much sleep, so when she got the text from Adeline, she donned her hoodie and some flip flops before going out to the lot and around the corner. When she saw the only vehicle in the line, a few spaces down, was a familiar truck with a familiar person sitting in the driver’s seat, she pursed her lips and made a choice.
Sitting in the passenger seat, she kept her eyes on her hands in her lap. “You’re not Addy.”
Jensen shook his head. “No. I called her until she answered and then asked her to text you because I didn’t think you’d come down here if you knew it was me.”
“I could’ve turned around when I saw it was you.”
“And yet here you are.” He set the bag of burgers on the console between them. “I wanted burgers at two in the morning, and Lindsey didn’t. And I could only think of one person who’d be up for it.”
“You always were comparing the two of us.”
“And Lindsey never measured up,” Jensen replied. “I don’t think I ever told you this, but you were sitting in that seat, eating one of these burgers the moment I realized I was in love with you.”
Boden finally looked at him. “You were in love with me?”
Jensen shook his head. “No. I’m in love with you now. Boden, when that article came out and it had all those personal things and it implied that you were only with me to get the article -- Misha was so mad, and I couldn’t imagine you and Addy doing something like that, but I didn’t think he would get mad for no good reason. So I went the safe route. I know that I was wrong. I never should have been with Lindsey after you and --”
Boden grabbed his lapel and pulled him towards her, planting a sound kiss on his lips. “Shut up, Jay. I love you. I mean … only the perfect guy can bring barbecue bacon burgers at two in the morning with an apology like that, right?”
Jensen laughed and kissed her again before digging the burgers out of the bag and handing one to Boden. She smiled at him as she munched on a cheekful of cheeseburger. She wouldn’t have wanted her reconciliation with Jensen to go any other way.
Six Months Later
Addy could hardly contain her excitement as she carried the heavy box up the stairs and into the apartment she shared with Bo. The other woman was sitting at her desk in their office space, tapping out an email.
“They're here!” Addy announced. “Can we open the box?”
Bo laughed and shook her head. “We promised Misha and Jay we would wait for them, remember?”
Too excited to wait, Adeline texted her boyfriend to FaceTime her as soon as possible.
Make sure Jensen is there!
Only a few minutes later, Addy’s phone was chirping with an incoming FaceTime call. She answered and told the boys to wait a minute while she propped up the phone where they could see the box and the girls.
Addy tore the box open, pulled one magazine out and handed it to Boden before pulling one out for herself. Both of them beamed with pride; after quitting Exclusive and making the decision to stay in Vancouver, this project had been their next big challenge.
“The first issue of our official, monthly Supernatural fan magazine,” Boden sighed. “I can’t believe this is real!”
“Me either,” Addy chuckled, flipping through the pages. Then, remembering that Misha and Jensen were watching from the phone, she held the cover up closer to the phone. “What do you guys think?”
“It’s great,” Jensen replied. “We’re really proud of you ladies!”
“Definitely,” Misha agreed. “Can’t wait to get home and look through a copy.”
They were rewarded with huge grins from both women. Boden commented that this warranted a celebration, and Adeline was quick to suggest the four of them go out to dinner that evening. As though the two men could read each other’s thoughts, they shared a quick glance before promising the girls they would take care of all of the dinner arrangements.
“You just be ready to go around eight,” Misha said, quickly calculating when they would likely be done on set for the day.
Boden and Adeline both promised they would be ready, then disconnected the call. They marveled over their newest accomplishment for a while longer, then decided they would go out for some pampering before getting ready for their double date later that evening.
Misha straightened his collar, then checked the time on his watch.
“Jensen, we gotta go man!”
He went into the other man’s room to find him holding a black, velvet box in one hand. Jensen was watching himself in the mirror and doing something akin to mumbling out overly-rehearsed lines.
“Jay,” Misha said, tapping his watch. “We gotta get going.”
Jensen snapped the ring box shut and shoved it in his pocket. He checked his appearance once more time, then nodded to Misha.
“Sorry, just -- everything’s gotta be perfect.”
Misha understood. Things with Addy had been going so well, despite a bump here and there, but he knew that they were going to hit smooth sailing before long. For that reason, he had a very important proposal for Adeline that evening as well.
Not sure what the plans were for after dinner, the two couples drove separately to the restaurant. The men had made a reservation at the same place where they had met after making their business arrangement, but hadn't told the girls yet. Misha wanted to wait until the end of the night to talk to Addy, but, as it turned out, his mouth got ahead of his brain.
“Do you want to move in with me?”
Adeline’s head whipped around faster than he had ever seen. “Move in?”
“Yeah,” Misha shrugged. “I want to wake up and fall asleep with you every day, Addy. I know you're not ready for marriage, but I'm ready to take the next step with you - to show you that I love you and I'm not going to change.”
Addy bit her bottom lip, and Misha knew he had hit the nail on the head when it came to her concerns. She was mostly over Finn and everything that had broken up their relationship for those months, but the fears still flared up from time to time.
Finally though, she turned to him and nodded. “Okay. Let's move in together.”
Misha was barely into a parking stall before he pulled Addy’s face toward his and kissed her fiercely. He was amazed every day that she had so willingly jumped back into a relationship with him, and this was just one more step toward spending eternity with her.
Boden sat patiently on the barstool, sipping at her drink while they waited for a table. Jensen had said there was a reservation, but maybe they were just early.
He was sitting next to her, fidgeting like there was no tomorrow. He had downed his drink in almost one go, an was on to his second drink.
“You all right?” Boden finally asked.
Jensen nodded. “Yeah … no.”
She watched as he slid off the stool to kneel in front of her; her concerned frown turned into a wide-eyed shock. She covered her mouth with her hands, and tears welled in her eyes.
“Bo, I was sitting right at this bar when I knew that you were really going to be something. No way such a beautiful woman would be in any kind of agreement with me out of luck. Then there was the grocery shopping and the cheeseburgers and all the rest of it … I wouldn't trade any of our memories, good or bad, to have them with someone else. I love you, Boden. Will you marry me?”
Boden nodded a clear yes; Jensen pushed the ring onto her finger before sweeping her up in his arms.
Without a second thought after congratulating her friend, Addy was ordering champagne for their table. Finally, she and Boden were able to share a warm hug.
The last year had been a long, crazy journey. They'd broken a few rules along the way, but it was all worth it in the end.
Pairing: Misha x OFC / Jensen x OFC
Word Count: 1,703
Warnings: none, feels?
A/N: Here’s part thirteen of mine and Nicole’s (@iwantthedean) collab! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is awesome! :)
In the weeks that followed their breakup Adeline felt like she was operating on autopilot. With the article finished she barely left the apartment, instead she spent most of her days on the couch watching true crime shows and the food network, only getting off of the couch to get something to eat or go to the bathroom.
“We have to decide if we are going to come back here after hiatus, Addy,” Boden sighed, switching off the TV. “I know you don't wanna talk about it, but with or without Jensen and Misha, we would have had to come to this decision. With the article finished, there's no reason for us to be here.”
“Thanks for the reminder.”
“Not what I meant, and you know it. I genuinely like Vancouver, and, honestly, I want to stay. I gave Kelly my notice, and I'm done with Exclusive. I can't keep working for them after -- well, everything.”
Adeline reached for the remote and switched the TV back on. “I just don't know, Bo. I don't want to talk about it right now.”
Boden gave up for the time being. She and Adeline processed things differently, she knew this. Adeline needed to give up for a while, and Boden had to charge forward and convince herself that there was life after … whatever. Jensen, in this case.
So, when their lease came to an end, the girls made the decision to go back home. Boden was going to need to find work fast, and Adeline had assignments rolling in from Kelly already – assignments that were being half-assed, at best.
“Your work is declining,” Kelly sighed, tossing a copy on the desk. “You look like hell. Is this because Boden left? Adeline, the two of you are big girls. You’ve got to learn how to function alone at some point.”
Adeline’s eyes filled with angry tears. “You think this is about Boden? Damn it, Kelly, Bo and I have been friends for a long time. It’s not like she walked out of my life altogether. The state of my life right now has everything to do with the things you added in the Supernatural article – things you added that made it seem like I was the same kind of shady bitch you are and lost me the greatest man I’ve ever dated.” She held up a hand. “No, don’t worry about firing me. I quit, you selfish, gold digging whore.”
Adeline shouldered her bag and stormed out of Kelly’s office. Tears streamed hot down her cheeks as she made way to her car and finally home. So what if she was out of job? One step further away from Misha.
The two girls trudged through Christmas with their families before coming back home again for the New Year. There was a myriad of parties to attend, but they opted to spend it just the two of them, in t-shirts and sweats with a bottle of champagne they didn’t bother to open.
During a rainy, Spring day, Adeline decided to venture out for some Starbucks. She and Boden had been getting by on freelance jobs, as no long-term jobs had caught interest for either of them.
“Addy?”
She turned to look behind her as she dug a few coins from her wallet to finish paying for her drink. “Oh, Finn. Uh, hey.”
Finn smiled shyly. “Hey. Listen, I don’t want to bother you, but I saw you and … wanted to say hi, I guess.”
“Hi,” Adeline replied, taking her drink and stepping to the side. Finn stepped out of line with her, and she nervously looked around, though he did seem to have a different vibe about him – that was the only way she could describe it. “How have you been?”
“Good. Got into therapy, got some medication,” he chuckled on that last word, “and things have been going a lot better. I was going to write you a letter, that’s what my therapist suggested, but since I’m seeing you now – anyway, the point is, I’m very sorry, Adeline, for all the hurt that I caused you. I never should have said a lot of the things that I said to you, let alone put my hands on you. I’m sorry.”
Maybe because she was still recovering from the heartbreak of losing Misha, even after a few months, but Adeline decided she didn’t need this hurt in her life anymore.
“I forgive you, Finn.”
He smiled and chanced to hug her, briefly. He got his coffee and the two of them took a seat by the window.
“So, how’s the new boyfriend?” Finn asked.
“Oh,” Addy said, sipping at her drink. “No boyfriend. It, uh, didn’t work out.”
Finn nodded. “I mean, I’m sorry to hear that it didn’t work out for you, but I can’t be too upset that you’re available.”
Adeline blushed. “Finn …”
“No, I’m serious, Addy. I got better for you. I want to keep getting better for you. I promise you, none of it will be like it was before. Just – one date. One dinner, later tonight. Please?”
“I don’t know, Finn. Bo has an interview in the early evening. I’m supposed to help her get ready for, and if it doesn’t go well, she’ll need me …”
“Early then,” Finn pressed. “Please?”
Adeline thought for a moment. How much worse could things be? “Okay. One dinner. Then we’ll take it from there.”
Finn chucked her under the chin, got her new address and promised to pick her up exactly on time.
Boden sighed as she waited in the lobby of the local newspaper. It wasn’t her dream job, but thanks to her experience with Exclusive, she could probably negotiate a decent pay rate. At least it would be steady work, and she could still freelance on the side.
She was flipping through a magazine while she waited when she saw it. The gossip magazine had a whole two-page display of Jensen and his relationship timeline over the last year: good times with Lindsey, a couple pictures of the two of them as they grew apart, followed by a picture of Jensen and Boden on the set of Supernatural together. There was a small blurb about the Exclusive article that broke the two of them apart, before three more recent pictures of Jensen and Lindsey together again.
Her chest tightened and she couldn’t breathe. All these months of thinking she was over Jensen, that she had managed to push forward enough in life, and this one magazine article – something so similar to what had started all of this to begin with – was bringing all of her so-called progress crashing to the ground.
Without bothering about the interview, Boden shoved the magazine into her bag and headed back home. She couldn’t believe that after everything, Jensen had gone back to the woman who had walked out on him.
“He was heartbroken when I met him!” she cried when she walked into the apartment. “I put him back together! Do you have any idea how …?”
Boden stopped in her tracks when she saw Addy and Finn laughing together on the couch. She hadn’t been gone that long, and here they were, canoodling on the couch in the girls’ apartment.
“Bo? What happened?” Addy said, standing from the couch.
Boden tossed the magazine on the table, open to the page with the pictures of Jensen and Lindsey. “Don’t worry, we can talk about it later.”
She shut herself in her room then, worked up over one too many things. Without a second thought, Boden dialed up Misha’s number and sent him a text message.
Just came home, and it looks like Addy and Finn are getting back together. You really think that bastard is better for her than you risking your reputation to be with her? If you really don’t want her back, then fine. Just don’t say anything and I’ll handle this situation. But if you care about her like I know you did, at least at one time, you’ll do something about this, Misha.
Misha read Boden’s text message twenty-three times in the next hour. The last several months since he had broke things off with Adeline had been … not the best of his life. If he wasn’t working, he was at home, drinking and sleeping. He ate only so that his decline wouldn’t be visible to the fans.
When Jensen started bringing Lindsey around, Misha knew things were at their worst. Lindsey had broken Jensen, and Boden had picked up the pieces. Adeline had done the same for him, until she left him in pieces again.
He read the text message for a twenty-fourth time and shook his head. “Addy didn’t shatter you again, Misha. You did that to yourself.”
And now she was back with Finn. Misha couldn’t help but be angry at the idea of that man with his hands on Adeline again, in any sort of way. Was he hurting her again? Was she happy? Or was Adeline doing the same thing that Jensen was? Pretending to be happy, filling the void with anyone. That wasn’t the way this should be handled.
But neither was the way he was handling things, either. With a final resolve, Misha set his phone aside and went to the bathroom.
Despite his best attempts, the man in the mirror wasn’t one he recognized. His blue eyes were not nearly as bright as they had been when Adeline was around. His hair was shaggy and the only reason he wasn’t at full-on hiatus beard status was because the hair and makeup crew kept that under control.
After a long hot shower, Misha brushed his teeth and styled his hair. He pulled on the blue button up that had always been Addy’s favorite, then sat in front of his laptop. Usually this was something he would do from his phone, but he felt like it would go better if his hands were free.
Misha logged into Facebook and clicked on the button to go live. It was time to put the past behind him, tell Addy what an idiot he had been, and do whatever he could to get her back.
