Misha Collins x Reader
Word Count: 1298
Description: Reader is a new character on set for a year. Her character is set to fall in love with Cas. After all this time of acting, the feelings have started to grow from on set to off set between Misha and the reader.
Note: Yes, I understand Misha Collins is married. But this is a story, and for a fictional story, we’re going to say he is divorced.
“Cas!” She yelled from the other side of the gravel road, “Don’t you dare leave me, I can’t- I can’t so this alone.”
“And that’s a cut!” The director called from the space a few feet away from her and Misha.
“Oh don’t you love when I get all emotional, Mish?” She said, walking to him as he did the same, closing the distance.
“Surely, Y/N, surely.” He chuckled. “Hey, was that it for the morning?” Misha called out to Jensen, who was mingling behind the cameras and mics.
“Yeah, yeah.” He replied. “Do you and Y/N want to come out to lunch with Jared and I? We’re thinking on some Mexican place across town.”
“Sure!” Y/N called before Misha could answer, then turned to him. “A Mexican place in a Canada? What’re we- 2,000 miles from Mexico?” She laughed and jogged off towards Jensen.
Y/N quietly looked back over her shoulder to see Misha following at his own pace. She swelled with excitement for this upcoming hour with the guys. She’d been on the show for a year now, surprised that Eric hadn’t broken the news that he’d unfortunately written her character to die. Even more surprising, is that in that year of shooting, he did in fact write her character and Castiel to fall in love. Y/N shook her head, trying to shoot out her thoughts as they wandered to the possibility of accepting that those feelings were growing outside of set.
Her Y/E/C eyes flicked sideways as her and Misha walked side by side behind J2 on their way to lunch. What could she not get over when it came to Mish? He was one of her bestfriends, she couldn’t possibly be falling for him.
Misha, himself, was thinking quite the same thing as he flushed red when his hand accidentally grazed hers when he tread too close. Y/N breathed in with anxiety at the same moment, staying silent as her cheeks too blushed a cherry color. He decided not to say sorry for the risk of looking embarrassed just for touching her hand. ‘Jeez, she’s your best friend, relax!’ He thought.
“Hey, why’re you two love birds so quiet?” Jared whisked his feet so he could face them, walking backwards alongside Jensen who just looked over his shoulder to get into the started conversation.
Misha jumped at the sudden question, too busy in his thoughts about his 'near death experience’ with Y/N’s hand just a few seconds before, but was cut short before he could speak. “Love birds? We’re only love birds on set, Jared…” Y/N spoke frantically, looking to her feet towards the end of the sentence. “Why do you care?” She looked up, fighting her instinct to bundle up so she would seem less suspicious.
“Meoow, it bites.” Jensen chuckled afterward.
“It was just an ice breaker,” Jared said, looking to Misha. “I mean, y'all did have a heavy scene today on set.”
Y/N turned to look at Misha too, realizing that Jared wanted him to speak instead of her. “Yeah, but,” He answered, gathering his thoughts while he spoke. “It was just the reveal of their feelings for each other, not a big deal. She did great, we both did, I think.”
That’s when the group arrived at the doors of the restaurant, walking in and leaving Jensen and Y/N to ask for a table for four as Jared pulled Misha aside. “Hey, what’s going on with you and Y/N?” His eyebrows raised in an 'i-think-i-already-know-but-i-want-to-hear-you-say-it’ kind of way.
“Jared!” He said, his voice hushed and filled with nervous denial. “There is nothing between us off of set, it’s just a misunde-” Misha was cut short as Y/N and Jensen returned, gesturing for them to follow so the hostess could seat you.
Jared turned to Jensen and said, “We’ll catch up, I got one more thing to say to Misha.” Then turned back as the other two walked off. “Seriously, Mish? This is exactly how Gen and I acted before we started dating. I can see right through y'all.”
“You don’t understand, I can’t tell her-”
“Woah, hold on. You mean to tell me, she doesn’t know?” Jared rolled his eyes in exasperation. “It’s extremely obvious that she feels the same way.”
Misha clenched his jaw before continuing his plea. “I know, I can see it too. I do have feelings for Y/N- but! I can’t tell her. I don’t want to ruin anything. I’m just worried that if her and I don’t work out that..”
“That you’ll lose your best friend.” Jared sighed. “I know, but sometimes in love, it’s a risk you must take.”
“Whatever.” Misha muttered and pushed passed Jared toward the table around the corner where Jensen and Y/N were seated and looking through the menu. “Hey, we’re back.” He said smiling and sat down beside Y/N, trying to hide his laugh as he saw you begin to raised a straw to your mouth with the cover still on pointed at Jensen. The other actor was still deep in his search for a good dish as the long piece of paper hit him square in between the eyes. “Hold it!” Jensen gasped as he jumped.
Jared, Misha, and Y/N all erupted into friendly laughter as they too picked out what they wanted to eat. Meanwhile, Y/N looked tentatively over at Misha, wondering what he was thinking. Should she pull him aside after lunch and tell him? She glanced quickly back to her menu, quickly grasping her drink for an escape as the waitress set it down in front of her. But before they all knew it, she gasped and stuttered out. “O-oh my gosh! Hi! You guys are the cast of supernatural, oh wow. Hi. I’m Hannah, I’ll be serving you guys.”
Jensen smiled, and said, “Hi Hannah! Thanks for the drinks, and yes, hah, this is Jared, Y/N, and Misha.” Gesturing to each of them with a flick of his hand in turn with their names.
“Haha, yeah I know! I love your show, especially the strong connection Misha and Y/N play between each other, I love it!” Hannah said, brushing her blonde hair behind her ear as she rocked her weight shyly. At which time Jared turned and gave Misha a look and a nudge on the arm.
Misha furrowed his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders roughly and pushed him away before smiling quickly toward their waitress, “Thank you, we really enjoy it.” Hannah nodded and soon got all of their orders before walking off reluctantly from the table.
“I like her accent.” Jensen said jokingly, raising his eyebrows in false seduction to the rest of the group before Jared hit his arm and scoffed, “Oh c'mon, man, you were just complaining about Canadian accents this morning.” The whole group bursting into laughter.
As lunch when on, the joking between the four and the subtle gestures between Y/N and Misha continued until the bill returned and they were set loose back onto the road. Y/N shook her head once more like before the afternoon started, her nerved bunching up like bungee cords as she stopped and said, “Misha, hey, wait can I talk to for a second. Boys, we’ll catch up!”
Misha stopped at your call and bounded up, his own nerves on end as he approached you. “What’s going on?” His blue eyes flickering between your own Y/E/C ones. His cheeks were already pink, as he imagined all the things you could say, but he breathed in quickly with sudden yearning as you took both his hands in yours.
“Misha,” She said quietly. “I think I love you.”