Perfect for Each Other
Characters: Y/N Collins (Reader), Misha Collins, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki
Pairing: Misha x Wife!Reader
Warnings: pranks, implied smut, language
A/N: I don’t know why this only came to me now, since I have know this story for ages. Maybe because I have been having Misha feels lately and I kinda wanted to help him get back at J2 for all their pranks, so this is my way of doing that.
Thanks to my amazing friend Erin @blacktithe7 for betaing this idiocy for me.
NO HATE AGAINST VICKY - SHE SEEMS AWESOME - THIS IS FICTION. PRETEND SHE IS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE.
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The rattling sound was driving you insane. Your own car was in the shop, so you had borrowed your husbands to take the kids to school. You had planned on going out to do some shopping as well, but since the car sounded like it was falling apart, you had decided against it. Apparently your car wasn’t the only one that had been in need of a trip to the garage.
So instead of going to shop for Christmas presents, you had driven back to set, and the rattling was just about to make you lose your mind when you realized what was going on. When you stepped on the breaks, just before pulling onto the set of Supernatural, a few coins rolled out from under your seat.
“What in the?” you mumbled picking them up and twirling them between your fingers as you pulled into the parking lot. “Jared and Jensen.” You mumbled to yourself, instinctively knowing who to blame for your torturous car ride around Vancouver. Still rather than going to go yell at the two overgrown children, you decided to seek out your husband who had neglected to tell you about this little conundrum. You weren’t mad at him for forgetting, more amused than anything. You loved your husband’s friends as much as he did, even if Jared sometimes needed a stern talking too. Say when he found it to be a good idea to leave a fish to rot under the seat of your car.
“Hey honey, why does our car sound like the kids’ piggy bank?” you asked innocently as you stepped into the trailer, and Misha instantly appeared from the bathroom.