Cuddles and Teddy Bears
Word Count: 1679
Pairing: Jensen x Reader
A/N: Unbeta’d. Mistakes are mine. Written for @impalaimagining ‘s cheesy pickup line challenge. Prompt was: “I lost my teddy bear, can I cuddle you instead?”
“Jensen you don’t have to stay with me. Really. I’m OK.” Another wave of dizziness hit you right at that moment and you gripped the handle inside the SUV. Your 5-year-old daughter, Lily, sat between Jensen and you, swinging her legs and humming while Clif drove you home from the hospital.
You’d taken a nasty fall filming a scene. Jensen was supposed to grab you and stop you from falling. Instead, he grabbed you and tickled you, forcing you to launch yourself away. You were attached to bungee cords in the event that he missed, but the cords malfunctioned and you fell several feet flat on your back, neck, and head.
“You’re not OK.” Jensen argued. “And I’m the reason you got hurt on set so the least I can do is stay the night. Plus someone needs to help with Lily. You can’t handle her alone right now. Not with all the pain medication they gave you plus all the pain you’re gonna be in when they wear off.” Damn him. He was right, you hadn’t thought about that. That was the crappy side of being a single parent, you didn’t have anyone to watch her if things went bad.