"Hey."
Misha glanced up, looking past the makeup woman who was taking off the makeup they had put on him for filming.
Jensen smiled at him as he entered the makeup trailer, sitting down in the other chair. "You did great filming today."
Misha smiled as he watched him walk in, his eyes lighting up in a way that only Jensen could make them do. "Thanks, babe."
His husband grinned at him, pulling out his phone to probably scroll through his Twitter feed.
A moment later, Misha felt a buzz in his pocket, signaling he had gotten a text. He pulled it out, seeing that it was actually Jensen who had sent it. He briefly glanced up at the other man, a confused look etched on his face, before turning his attention to the text.
Meet me outside of your trailer in an hour?
Immediately, Misha knew something was up. He didn't know what his husband had planned, but he was excited to see what it was. He sent back a reply, agreeing to meet him in a little bit.
The makeup woman didn't take too much longer removing the makeup from Misha's face. Luckily, it was mostly just makeup to cut down on his face looking shiny on camera, and it wasn't a fight scene where there would be tons of fake blood.
He made his way back to his trailer, plopping down on the couch once inside. He didn't really have much to do for the next hour, so Misha settled for scrolling through his Twitter feed, occasionally liking and retweeting something.
***
Misha opened his trailer door exactly an hour later, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he saw Jensen standing there. "Hey, babe. What do you have planned?" He asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Jensen didn't answer. Instead, he simply pulled out a pair of keys from his pocket, holding them up for his husband to see. He had a mischievous smirk on his face as he held up the keys.
His eyes widened at the sight of the keys. "Props is so gonna be pissed at you." He commented after a moment, letting out a laugh.
"Eh, it'll be worth it." The taller man grinned over at Misha. He took his hand in his, starting to lead him over to the garage where they kept the Impala when they weren't filming.
***
The two of them were driving down the highway in the Impala, classic rock playing softly in the background from the radio. To Misha, it felt a little bit like they might've been playing their respective characters, sans the hand holding and laced together fingers they had. Otherwise, it felt like they were Dean and Cas, driving late into the night to get to wherever the next case brought them.
"What about JJ and West?" Misha broke the comfortable silence they were in, looking over at his husband.
Jensen smiled slightly, briefly glancing over at him before focusing his eyes back on the road. "Don't worry, Jared's watching them. They're having a sleepover with Shep and Tom at his place."
"It's a bit of an oxymoron to tell me to not worry when Jared is watching our kids." Misha pointed out, chuckling lightly. He was only joking, of course.
Jensen let out a laugh at his comment. "I know. Hopefully he doesn't feed them so much sugar that they can't go to sleep for another few hours."
"He most likely will. Jared is basically a kid himself, but a really tall and big one."
They both laughed. "Yeah, he is." The blond-haired man agreed. "That's why everyone loves him though. Especially the kids."
"That's true." Misha nodded, a smile making its way onto his face.
The rest of the drive went by uneventfully. The two of them talked quietly about random things; the show, the kids, music, and whatever else came to mind. Misha loved it when they had these types of conversations. They could talk about absolutely anything they wanted to, and they'd still have an in-depth conversation about it.
Jensen pulled the car off the road, following some worn down dirt road, studded with gravel. The car eventually came to a stop, and the taller man shut off the engine. He glanced over at his husband with a smile before climbing out of the car.
Misha did the same. After shutting the door, he glanced around. They were parked at the edge of a grassy field, a few wildflowers blooming here and there. He wasn't sure how far away from Vancouver they were, but it must've been at least a pretty decent distance, due to the isolated location they were in.
The blond-haired man climbed onto the sleek black hood of the Impala, leaning back against the windshield. He patted the empty spot next to him, gesturing for Misha to join him.
"If props weren't going to kill you before for stealing the car, they're sure as hell going to kill you now for climbing all over it." Misha pointed out. He shook his head, letting out a laugh before climbing up onto the car next to his husband.
He automatically reached over and took his husband's hand. "Since when do you care about breaking the rules?" Jensen asked, glancing over at the other man.
He let out a small scoff. "Since it could potentially lead to us being fired."
"Oh, come on. You and I both know they wouldn't fire us. Or at least they wouldn't fire me, anyway." Jensen said teasingly, grinning over at him.
Misha stuck out his tongue at him in response. "Oh, whatever."
"Don't worry, I'm sure I could sweet talk them into keeping you around. You know how the head executives love me." Jensen assured him, giving his hand a small squeeze.
"Yeah, what's with that anyway? Did you give them blowjobs on the casting couch or something?" Misha joked, grinning widely at him.
Jensen playfully rolled his eyes. "Yes, of course. That's exactly how I landed the role of Dean Winchester." He replied sarcastically.
Misha let out a loud laugh. "And here I was, thinking you were a guy who had never even considering dating another guy before, let alone blowing some executives for a role."
"Shut up." He said, giving his husband a shit-eating grin.
"I would say 'make me,' but I think that would make this whole thing even cheesier than it already is. I mean, you stole a car, we drove to the middle of nowhere, and are now stargazing. Which, by the way, we are hardly even doing."
"I'm gazing at you, and you're a star." Jensen said smoothly, the corner of his lips quirking upwards in a small smirk.
Misha let out a groan at his words. "You and your fucking puns. You're almost as bad as Jared."
"You love it though." Jensen responded, giving his husband's hand a light squeeze. With his free arm, he brought it up, using it to rest his head on as he laid back against the windshield.
The dark-haired man contemplated it for a moment, before giving a small nod. "Yeah, you're right. It's one of the many things that I love about you."
The two of them fell into a comfortable silence, simply just enjoying one another's presence. They didn't always need to be talking to each other to enjoy each other's company. Sometimes moments like these, where they were utterly content with silence, spoke more than the times when they were talking.
Misha couldn't help but smile softly as they glanced up at the stars. It had been a few years since their wedding, and he truly felt grateful that he was able to spend the rest of his life with the man next to him. In that time since the wedding, they had adopted two kids. JJ and West. They both wanted to adopt again in the future, but for now, they were content with just the two kids.
He glanced over at his husband, only to see Jensen gazing at him with a look of complete love and adoration. "You're a dumbass, you know? You brought us all the way out here to stargaze, but you're just staring at me the whole time. And don't you dare make that pun again." Misha said, letting out a chuckle.
Jensen laughed lightly. "Yeah, I know I can be a dumbass." He leaned closer, their lips brushing against each other. "But you can be a dumbass too." He said before finally pressing his lips to his husband's.
The two of them kissed lazily for a while. Misha lost track of time for how long they had been kissing for, and frankly, he didn't care. There was no need for them to hurry and rush the kiss, and he was glad that they were able to just take their time and take things slow for once.
The sound of Jensen's phone ringing caused them to pull away.
"Twenty bucks says that's props about to kill you for stealing the Impala." Misha said, grinning widely at him.
"Twenty bucks says it's Jared calling us about the kids." Jensen said as he dug for his phone in his pocket, pulling it out after a moment. "Shit, you were right."
"Aren't you gonna answer it?" He raised an eyebrow, nodding at the phone in his hands that was still ringing.
Jensen debated it for a few seconds, his thumb hovering over the green button that would answer the call. He made up his mind, and pressed the red button instead. "Nah. I'll send them a quick text saying we'll return the Impala tomorrow." He began to type out a quick message, before hitting send. He shoved the phone back into his pocket, a small smirk making its way onto his face. "Now, where were we?" He asked, already leaning back in to kiss him again.
"Slowly making out before we go have sex in the back of the car."
The blond man grinned, their lips connecting. "Maybe we should move this to the back of the car, then." He murmured against his husband's lips.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
The two of them rolled off the hood of the car, making their way to the back. Before Misha could climb in, Jensen pushed him against the side of the car, their lips connecting again.
Yeah, times like these where they didn't do much talking were definitely Misha's favorite.
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okay hi everyone before i have a super long author's note, yes this is the last chapter to this book.
ideally i would've liked to continue this book and have them post more on twitter (i still have a bunch of pictures saved that i wish i could've used), but i just got really busy with life. i started my first year of college, and life just became really hectic for me. i also started to somewhat lose interest in spn and move onto other fandoms. i still love the show and actors, but i've just grown to enjoy other shows/movies as well (these being parks & rec and marvel. if you do rp and ship stucky then hmu).
i'm so sorry for the long wait for an update to this book. hopefully some of you guys stuck around lol.
anyway, thank you so much for all the reads, votes, and comments on this book. i've read every single comment on this book, and i honestly appreciate it so much that you guys would take the time to even read my book, let alone take the time to write a comment.
thanks again for everything, y'all!
-ash
