@dibs-on-mikey requested: “Can I have a request with the joker please where you are pregnant and he takes you to the club (VIP lounge of course) because he wants to be with you at all times and when he’s with a client the baby starts to kick a lot and it gets really fluffy please ❤️❤️”
A/N: This request was awkward Valentine’s Day fluff and light smut with Jared. Enjoy, my children.
My phone rang aggressively and I cursed, picking it up without checking the caller ID. “Yes?” I said sharply, still waking up from my nap.
“Oh, I forgot. It’s Grandma Mell’s nap time.” Jared said and I sighed in annoyance, wondering why I was friends with him.
“Shut up Jared! Nap time is important, you bastard.” I said aggressively. “Easy, easy. Anyway, I called because I have a proposition for you.” Jared said and I arched my eyebrows in intrigue.
“Ok. Continue, my strange friend.” I said and I imagine Jared was rolling his eyes.
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come over tomorrow for a Super Smash Bros competition. My parents are out of town, and they haven’t used their liquor cabinet since Rosh Hashanah 1994, so we can drink whatever we want.” Jared said and I felt a smirk cross my face.
“Underage drinking and whooping your ass at Smash Bros? I’m in.” I said and Jared cheered. I suddenly remembered what day tomorrow was, and I cursed under my breath.
“Tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day, and my dorky older brother and his boyfriend Jeremy are visiting.” I said and Jared was quiet on his end of the phone.
“Jared?” I said, trying to gain his attention. “I forgot your brother was gay.” Jared muttered and I cackled, putting the phone on speaker and setting it on my desk.
“Michael is the gayest of gays. He has a goddamn Pride flag patch on his favourite hoodie. Anyway, I reckon I can stop by at about 2 because I want to catch up with my brother and future brother in law.” I said and Jared chuckled to himself.
“Awesome. Now, do you prefer vodka or tequila?” Jared said and I snorted, running a hand through my hair. “You know I’m a tequila girl. Anyway, I should probably go, but I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said, a wide smile on my face.
“I can’t wait. See ya Mellie.” Jared said and I shook my head slightly. “I hate you Jared.” I said, hanging up the phone as I picked it up from my desk.
“Y/N! Can you come downstairs please?” Mom called and I sighed, stomping down the stairs.
“Hey mom. What’s up?” I said and before mom could answer I gasped, my jaw dropping.
“Michael!” I shouted, smiling brightly at my brother. “Hey Y/N/N!” He responded, pulling me into a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed, eliciting a chuckle from him.
“Easy squirt.” Michael said and I frowned, breaking away from him. “I told you not to call me squirt. We’re only, like, two years apart.” I said and Michael chuckled, ruffling my hair.
“Where’s Jeremy?” I asked, looking around for the familiar indigo cardigan Jeremy always wore. “Oh, he’s getting the bags from the car. He should be here soon.” Michael said and I nodded, sitting down next to him.
“So, has my baby sister got any plans for Valentine’s Day?” Michael said, wiggling his eyebrows as he spoke. “I’m going over to Jared’s to play Smash Bros and get smashed.” I said and Michael’s eyes widened.
“Shit. Drunk, Michael. Smashed is a synonym for drunk.” I added quickly and Michael nodded, a smirk crossing his face.
“Won’t his parents get, oh, I don’t know, suspicious and or enraged?” Michael said and I shrugged my shoulders. “His parents are going to be out of town.” I said and Michael’s smirk grew wider.
“So you’ll be alone… with a boy… probably shitfaced drunk… with no parental supervision? That is the perfect formula for sex.” Michael said and my cheeks went bright red as I punched his shoulder.
“You and Jeremy were always high as kites when you played games in the basement, and you two didn’t have sex.” I said and Michael’s cheeks flushed pink.
I gasped, my eyes widening. “Oh my god, you did! Jesus.” I muttered and Michael shrugged his shoulders, the blush still on his cheeks. “Hey guys!” I heard a voice say and I turned to see Jeremy, a suitcase in each hand.
“Jeremy! Hi!” I said, wrapping him in a quick hug. “Hey Y/N. How you doing?” Jeremy asked and I shrugged.
“I’m doing alright. Your wonderful boyfriend, my dumbass brother, has just been mentally scarring me.” I said and Michael let out a wounded cry.
Jeremy chuckled and dumped the suitcases, walking over to Michael. “Hey babe.” Jeremy said and I fake gagged as Jeremy kissed Michael’s cheek.
“I’m gonna go before you two get it on in the kitchen. Bye!” I said, storming upstairs to the offended cries of my brother and his boyfriend.
“I’m off to Jared’s you guys!” I called, slinging my messenger bag over my shoulder. “Don’t stay out too late!” Mom called and I chuckled, shaking my head slightly.
I waved goodbye to Jeremy and Michael, who were curled up on the couch together. “Tell Jared to be safe.” Michael said and I gave him the finger, eliciting a laugh from Jeremy.
“Bye!” I shouted, slamming the door behind me. I started Michael’s car (he let me borrow it because he and Jeremy weren’t going out until later) and drove over to Jared’s place.
I parked my car in the empty driveway, and raced up to his front door. I rung the doorbell, rocking back and forth on my heels as I waited.
The door swung open to reveal Jared, a bottle of tequila clutched in his right hand. “Miss Mell, it’s a pleasure to see you.” Jared said and I chuckled, walking into his house.
“Thank you, Mr Kleinman. You’re far too kind.” I said and Jared snorted, unscrewing the lid on the bottle. He pulled out two shot glasses and poured some of the clear liquid in each one.
“Bottoms up.” Jared said and I nodded, swiftly downing the liquid. It burned as it ran down my throat, but it was a good burn.
Jared, however, didn’t look like he was handling it very well.
“First time with tequila?” I said and Jared nodded, his face contorted in a rather unattractive grimace.
“The first time is always the worst. I remember Michael brought some home from a party when I was about 15. I tried some and oh boy was my throat on fire.” I said and Jared let out a laugh, his face still screwed up.
“Anyway, how about I bring some beers down to the basement and we fire up the PlayStation?” Jared said and I nodded eagerly, walking swiftly down the stairs to the basement.
Jared had, with the permission of his parents, converted the basement into his ‘den of solitude’, complete with a PlayStation, a stereo system, and a bar fridge.
There were various posters plastered on the walls, and I stared at them as I sat down on the couch. “For you.” Jared said suddenly, passing me a can of beer.
I took it gratefully and cracked it open, taking a generous swig. “Jesus Christ. For a 17 year old, you can really handle your alcohol.” Jared mused and I shrugged my shoulder, picking up a controller.
“My abuela was always a little loopy. She was always giving me glasses of cerveza, instead of agua. She insisted it was water, but we think it was because her hearing was degenerating and she thought we said beer.” I said and Jared’s eyes widened.
“Holy shit.” He muttered, and I chuckled, drinking a little more of my beer as Jared turned on the PlayStation.
The Smash Bros logo crossed the screen, and I smirked, feeling adrenaline rush through me. “I call dibs on Seamus.” I said and Jared groaned, rolling his eyes.
“You’re always Seamus. Kirby is just as good as Seamus.” He said and I snorted, selecting my character.
“Kirby is nowhere near Seamus’ level, Kleinman.” I retorted and Jared huffed, pressing play after he selected, no surprises here, Kirby.
I drained the rest of my beer and clutched the controller, ready to fight. The first round passed quickly, and I beat Jared with ease.
“Even tipsy, you’re still better at this game than me.” Jared huffed, selecting the next location. “You’re just a sore loser. Hey, you got any more beers in the fridge?” I said and Jared nodded.
I smiled and set my controller down, walking over to the fridge and taking out two beers. “To spending Valentine’s Day in the best way possible.” I said and Jared’s cheeks flushed a pinkish colour.
I shrugged, blaming it on the alcohol in his system. I tapped my can against his and set it down, ready to play.
We went through three more levels, and drank a can of beer at the end of each one. I was starting to feel a little dizzy, and I could tell I was drunk now.
“You know what Mike said before I left?” I said, my words slurring together slightly. “What?” Jared said, his voice a little higher than usual.
“He said that we’d probably be having sex, because this.” I said, gesturing to the basement littered with beer cans. “Is the perfect formula for getting it on.”
Jared’s entire face went red and he chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “Would it be that bad if you did?” He muttered and my eyes widened as I contemplated.
“I don’t think so. I mean, I’m still a virgin, but let’s be real, you are too.” I said and Jared scowled at me.
“So, uh, you’re saying that having sex with me wouldn’t be weird? That you might actually consider it?” Jared said and I nodded, a contemplative look on my face.
“Ok, ok, cool.” Jared muttered and I took in a deep breath, looking over at him.
Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe our previous conversation, but I saw him in a different light when I looked at him.
His hair was messed up in a way that looked rather attractive, and his cheeks were flushed slightly. His glasses added a nerdish quality that I found quite hot, and I had come to the conclusion that I actually found Jared rather attractive.
I took in a deep breath and leaned over, pressing my lips to Jared’s. He tasted like the cheap beer we had been drinking, as well as something I couldn’t quite identify.
I tangled my hands in his hair, tugging on it gently. This made Jared let out a low moan and I melted further into the kiss. His hands were toying with the hem of my shirt and I smirked, pulling away from the kiss.
I pulled my shirt off, suddenly feeling my vision sharpen up a little. Jared gaped a little and I chuckled, pulling him back into a kiss. This one was a little bit rougher, and I let out a soft moan.
I tugged at Jared’s shirt and he caught on to what I wanted, pulling his shirt off. I trailed my hands down Jared’s chest and he shuddered under my touch.
“Y/N.” Jared gasped when my hands trailed across the top of his pants. I moved my lips to Jared’s neck, and he let out a moan as my lips and teeth gazed his skin.
Jared’s hands were around my waist, and they dipped a little under the waistband of my pants. I gasped and took my lips off his neck, smirking at the mark I left.
Jared needily tugged my pants down, the denim material discarded at the end of the couch. I returned the favour, undoing the button on Jared’s pants and swiftly pulling them down.
“We’re drunk, Y/N. Are you sure you want to do this?” Jared asked, although his breathing was laboured. I gave Jared a half smile and grabbed his hips, shifting my position so my head was hovering over his crotch.
“Y/N…” Jared trailed off as I looped my fingers under the waistband of his underwear. “If you want to stop, just tell me.”
I rested my head on Jared’s chest, slightly exhausted. “Jesus Christ. That’s one way to sober up.” Jared muttered, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Agreed. I seriously did not think that I’d lose my virginity today, but here we are.” I said, earning a chuckle from Jared.
“So, Y/N, I was wondering if maybe, you wanted to go out later in the week? We could go get dinner or something.” Jared said awkwardly and I nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.
“I’d love to. I should probably head off, because mom and Michael both warned me about staying out too late, and it’s already 5:30.” I said and Jared nodded, taking his arms off my waist.
I immediately missed the warmth Jared gave when I stood up, pulling on my discarded items of clothes. “I’ll, uh, I’ll see you at school, I guess.” Jared said and I nodded, bringing him into a brief kiss.
I pulled away and watched a dopey smile cross his face. “You’ll see me on Friday at 5. We can go catch a movie, then dinner.” I said and Jared nodded, pulling up his underwear.
“Bye Jared.” I said, kissing his cheek as I left. I drove back home quickly, the sky darkening as I drove. I walked inside, noticing that Michael and Jeremy were still on the couch.
“Hey little sis. How was it?” Michael said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. “It was good. I completely thrashed Jared in Smash Bros, and also managed to handle my liquor better than him simultaneously.” I said and Michael chuckled, kissing Jeremy’s forehead before standing up.
“You can thanks Abuela Rosa for that.” Michael said and I nodded, grabbing a Coke from the fridge. “Anyway, did anything go down between you and Jared that I need to know about?” Michael said and I blushed bright red.
Michael’s face lit up, a wide smirk on his face. “You two had sex, didn’t you?” Michael said and my blush darkened.
“Awe, my baby sister finally lost her virginity!” Michael said and I put a hand over his mouth, desperately trying to silence him.
“I don’t want mom knowing. She’ll probably ground me for fifty years if she finds out.” I said, taking my hand slowly off Michael’s mouth.
“Ok, fine. I’m proud of you Y/N/N. You’re growing up.” Michael said, wiping away a fake tear. “Shut up Michael.” I said, gently shoving him.
“When Jeremy and I first.” Michael said and my eyes widened. “No no no! Please stop talking!” I shouted, covering my ears as I ran off to the living room.
“Hi Jeremy.” I said and Jeremy chuckled, waving at me. “Michael tormenting you again?” He said and I nodded, sitting down next to him.
“It’s not tormenting, babe. It’s simply offering my opinion.” Michael said and I scoffed, rolling my eyes at my brother’s comment.
“Whatever Mike. Anyway, how long are you guys staying here?” I asked as Michael sat down on the other side of Jeremy, throwing his arm around Jeremy’s shoulders.
“We leave next Sunday. We’re here for a while, Y/N/N.” Michael said and I smiled, pulling my knees up to my chest.
“Awesome. Just so you know, I’m going out with Jared on Friday.” I said and Jeremy shot Michael a look. “Well, we’ll make sure we’re out of the house when you two come back.” Michael said, winking at Jeremy.
“You two are the worst.” I muttered, shoving Jeremy’s shoulder as I spoke. “You know you love it.”
Jared sat across from Evan in his living room, watching as the boy anxiously toyed with the hem of his shirt.
“Why are you here?” Jared asked, emotionless. Evan had made things very clear with where they both stood in their relationship after the last argument they had.
“Zoe-Zoe and I broke up-and I told the Murphy’s the truth?” Evan said, the words practically spilling from his mouth. Jared’s eyes widened for a second at the initial shock of hearing this, but then he narrowed them at Evan into a cold glare.
“Okay. And you are here because, what?” He snapped out, crossing his arms over his chest. Evan was visibly shaking as he squeezed his eyes shut, and it killed Jared to see him like this, but no. Enough was enough.
“I-…I’ve been thinking about everything-and I’ve said and done so many hurtful things to you and Alana, but I also realized something-and that’s that I need you, Jared.” Evan said, quickly looking down at his feet so he could avoid eye contact. Jared had always wanted to hear those words come out of Evan’s mouth, but now that he’s hearing them they felt like salt and lemon juice being rubbed into an open wound. Jared let out a dry laugh and rolled his eyes.
“J-Jared?” Evan said, looking up from the ground.
“If that’s all you wanted to say, then you can leave now.” Jared said coldly before clenching his jaw.
“But-Jared, I’m-I’m sorry. You’ve always been there for me-even when I was acting like a dick, but you were still there…I need you and you need me-and we need each other-”
“Shut up!” Jared snapped, now standing and looking down at Evan who was still seated in the couch. “Just…Shut. up. You have never been-well, I was gonna say you have never been more wrong in your life, but I can’t even say that.”
“I don’t-I don’t understand-” Evan stuttered out, holding onto the sleeves of the hoodie he had on.
“Since I’m not a hypocrite, I’ll go ahead and say that I was no more of a dick than you were, but at least I was just a loyal friend with a shitty sense of humor! I have been by your side, trying to help you out of these problems-that-that you get yourself into, and I’m sick of it! I’m sick of you not even taking a second glance at me or batting a fucking eye when I’m going through a ton of shit too. My levels of guilt are driving me insane, but-no-I put you first!” Jared shouted, his eyes burning from tears that threatened to spill.
“I had to keep writing those emails, and-and helping kids that were writing in for advice-kids that were looking for help, and I felt useful. That is, at least until it would hit me at the end of each day that this was just some plot for you to get into Zoe Murphy’s pants-”
“That’s not true-!”
“I’m talking!” Jared shouted back, the tears now rolling down his cheeks. The room went quiet and Evan watched as Jared took his glasses off and wiped his eyes.
“You weren’t too far from the truth, ya know? With the whole, ‘you being my only friend thing’? You were right, but you didn’t seem to notice one thing, and that one thing was that I was in love with you. Have been for years now…” Jared said, feeling that it was becoming harder to speak without his voice cracking and he just wished he could get angry again so he could speak clearer.
“I-I had no idea…” Evan said, his bottom lip quivered as his eyes got shiny.
“Oh-yeah-I know that. I’m going to tell you something though, Evan Hansen. Unlike what you might believe or what you might have put together in your mind…I don’t need you anymore. I don’t need you anymore, and I want you to get out of my house.”
“No, Hansen. No ‘but’s. Get the hell out of my house. You don’t need me, so don’t even lie to yourself. If you really needed me, you wouldn’t have ditched me as soon as you and Zoe were a thing or when the Murphy’s practically made you their son. Now get out.”
Evan trembled as he got up and walked towards the front door. He looked back to see Jared watching with his arms crossed.
“I-I was wrong-and I realize that now.” Evan said, wanting to give it one last try. Jared could feel his blood boil and his heart break at the same time.
proposes - I think Evan would be too afraid to so I definitely think Jared, but it’d probably be really low-key because Evan doesn’t want to draw too much attention
shops for groceries - they probably go together, Jared tries to get Evan to push him in the cart. Evan often loses him in the store and finds him 10 minutes later taking all the samples
kills the spiders - i feel like Evan wouldn’t be that scared of spiders so he would literally just pick it up and carry it outside
comes home drunk at 3am - ,,,,jared,
remembers to feed the fish - Evan probably would. jared…..jared tries to pet the fish
initiates duets - like a singing duet? OH gosh every song they sing is a duet like Evan will just be singing something softly while he’s cooking dinner and Jared joins in and next thing you know it’s a whole production number
falls asleep first - Evan, he probably has trouble sleeping so every night Jared tries to stay up later than Evan so he can make
sure he falls asleep but he fails every single night
plans spontaneous trips - Jared probably plans super spontaneous trips like they’ll go out for groceries and convince Evan to go to the aquarium or something. Evan probably plans surprise trips, not so much spontaneous trips. He’ll spend months and months planning a surprise trip for Jared
wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes - y'all know it’s Jared, he probably burns everything he cooks. if Evan doesn’t wanna cook they’ll go to Waffle House
sends the other unsolicited nudes - again, y'all already know it’s Jared
brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt - AFKHFGJDKF J A R E D
comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops - omg Evan !!!! at the beginning of their relationship he was probably too afraid to ask if they could stop but Jared always notices when a bakery catches Evan’s eye and he’ll act like he wants to go so Evan won’t feel like he’s being an inconvenience (he’s not but he might feel that way yknow)
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit - Um Jared
wears the least clothing around the house - Jared will be walking around almost naked while Evan is wrapped in 2958464 blankets
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason - they both do this like 24/7
You and your boyfriend Jared were at a party for a mutual friend of yours, Robert Downey Jr. he was having a party for his new movie that just came out so you both decided to go and support your friend. You were a screen writing and met both Robert and your boyfriend through your job.
Your relationship with Jared was very new, you only been together for a few months and you were in the stage where it was loving and private. The only ones that knew you are even together were your families. And you both wanted it to stay that way, so you arrived separately.
You arrived first and after saying hello to Robert you want to get a drink, when you ran, literally, into Sebastian Stan. Spilling his drink all over him. “oh crap I’m so sorry.” You apologized. Sebastian just smiled at you. “ it’s all good..” “ Y/n” “ then it is all good y/n.”
“I’m really sorry Sebastian.” He smiled again before saying, “ if you want to make it up to me you can accompany me to get another one.” You agreed and both walked over to the bar.
You and Sebastian were both at the bar laughing and drinking when Jared arrived. You smiled and sent a wave his way before turning back to Sebastian.
Jared could feel himself burning with jealousy as he watched you and Sebastian laugh together. He knew you would never cheat on him but he couldn’t stand seeing someone else making you laugh and being so close to you.
He just wanted to walk over to you and kiss you so everyone knew that you were his.
“ So Y/N are you seeing anyone?” Sebastian asked moving closer to you. You smiled nervously. “ Um yeah I’m seeing this guy.”
“Oh that’s too bad he is a very lucky man.” He smiled at you and before you could responded you were grabbed around the waist and kissed passionately.
You instantly knew who those lips belong to and kissed back. Jared pulled away. “ Yes I am I really lucky guy to have the privilege to be with Y/N.”
You blushed before kissing his cheek.
“ Let’s get Out of here N/N.” you nodded and said goodbye to Sebastian as Jared walk you to his car and took you home reminding you that you were his and how much he loves you.
Summary: Reader’s now ex-fiance calls off the engagement and leaves her high and dry. She finds comfort in Jared. (Anything else will spoil the story, so I’m just leaving it at that :) )
Word Count: ~2,800
Warnings: language, drinking, so much sweet Jared fluff, smut, definite slight objectification of Jared Padalecki’s body.
A/N: Quick reminder that this is fiction and I adore Genevieve, so let’s all pretend she’s happy with someone else for the sake of this story! This is very unedited, and I apologize for anything that doesn’t make sense, grammatical or spelling errors, and anything else you might find.
*If you’d like to be tagged in the future, just let me know!
You threw your head back, pulling a mouthful of whiskey from the bottle and swallowing it with a hiss. It burned like hell, but that was nothing compared to the heartbreak you were feeling. You felt tears falling off your face, but didn’t bother to wipe them away. You were alone - truly, actually, completely alone - and quite frankly, you didn’t give a fuck what you looked like. Hearing your phone ring for what felt like the millionth time that night, you finally decided to pick it up.
“Yeah,” you grunted, unable to say much else without breaking.
“[Y/N]?” Jared’s voice filled your ear.
You sucked in a breath through your teeth and closed your eyes. He’d be able to tell there was something wrong.
“Hey, Jare.” You didn’t even try to sound alright, and of course, he picked up on it right away.
“Be there in fifteen. Don’t move.” He had his keys in his hand before he even hung up the phone.
You didn’t leave your spot on the couch, but you did polish off the bottle of whiskey and toss it to the floor. Jared walked in without knocking, something he hadn’t done in a long time. Seeing the bottle and then you laying across the couch, he walked to you quickly and knelt next to your head. He brushed hair away from your eyes as you looked up at him.
“What happened?” He sat back on his heels while his fingers ran through your hair.
Pranks are not that bad after all Misha x Reader Fluff 3 091 words
Summary: You were promoted as series regular and now you had to deal with Jared and Jensen’s welcome prank.
A/N: So, this is my first finished and published fanfic. English is not my first language, so I hope some of my wording doesn’t feel awkward, hahaha. Just FYI, I love Vicki and Misha’s relationship and what happens between them here is just written for the sake of the story. Also they have no kids, either. Tell me what you think.
It was your first day filming after you were promoted
as series regular. Finally, after being on the show for two entire seasons.
Everybody saw it coming, Val, the character you played, was a badass hunter
after all, and a great complement for the Team Free Will and, why not mention
it? The fandom loved her and you.
It was all very exciting, you were so happy yourself
for finally seeing the product of your job, but not everything could be as
sweet as honey. Now you had to deal with the curse. The two biggest pranksters
on set; Jared and Jensen.
It was not a secret that they enjoyed pranking their
coworkers, especially the ones being promoted, so you were prepared for
whatever they might had planned. You were scared and what not, you even felt a
little paranoiac, always watching your back, even though it seemed like nobody
else had arrived yet.
You hadn’t had breakfast yet, so you walked to the
food area to grab some coffee when you saw him sitting there on a table for the
first time after a couple of months of break. The man you had been crushing on
even before you started working there. It didn’t surprise you when you started
spending time with him, that it wasn’t just another TV crush you had, but
something more, and after seeing much deeper into the man behind the crooked
smile, messy dark hair and bright blue eyes, you couldn’t blame yourself. It
was his noble heart, kind soul and his lame jokes. It was his selfless spirit,
his puns and all the witty comebacks. Sometimes you thought it was too good to
be true, and for a while it was, because, until last month, he was married, or
so the rumor going around the fandom said. More than once you found yourself
thinking why or how on earth would someone let him go, but never came with an
answer to your question. You never got the nerve to ask him if it was true, so
you had to wait to confirm. But it didn’t stop you to fantasize that maybe it
was your time to make a move and stop watching like a kid behind a counter, craving
the candy and having no money to buy. The problem was that you didn’t really
know how to do that and let alone how to confirm a divorce. You grew closer the
couple of years you’ve known each other, being nothing more than… friends. So,
friends ask about each other’s lives, right?