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Summary: Jensen misses his daughter’s fifth birthday and has to make it up to her.
Pairing: Jensen x Reader Word Count: 1020 Warnings: None. Genre: Fluff. Challenge: @buckysmetallicstump - “Bailey’s Disney Quote Challenge”. My prompt was, “Well, there’s the usual things: flowers … chocolates … promises you don’t intend to keep …” Cogsworth from Beauty and the Beast.
The Jensen ficlet I mentioned last night! Here’s the song, in case you don’t know it.
Saturday Night Special was always a fun time, for fans and
the on-stage guests as well. Of course, when Jensen Ackles took the stage, the
screams in the crowd got even louder.
Honey, why are you
calling me so late?
It’s kinda hard to talk right now
Honey, why are you crying, is everything okay?
I gotta whisper ‘cause I can’t be too loud
The opening chords of the old Hinder song had hinted to only
some of the crowd what was coming next. When Jensen opened his mouth and
started singing those words, however, the crowd went crazier than ever. He
stayed at the microphone for that first verse and chorus, then moved to the
front of the stage where girls and women were lined up and reaching out for him
as they sang along.
One particular woman drew his attention, and caused Jensen
to smile. Crouching down in front of her, he sang the words as though he was
singing to her for the next full verse and chorus. With a wink and a caress of
her cheek, pink from the heat in the place as well as the excitement of that
moment, Jensen stood up and moved back to the microphone. Every so often, his
eyes wandered back to that woman, and the grin would once again tug at his
Jensen stuck around for the remainder of the Saturday Night
Special, watching from the backstage and making a couple more appearances with
the other guests. He was sweaty and tired, but there were other reasons to look
forward to returning to his hotel room.
He slid the keycard into the slot, and the light turned
green. He walked into the room, noting the beside lamp was already on, to where
you were sitting against the headboard, legs stretched out in front of you. You
were wearing one of his t-shirts and a tight, short pair of sleep shorts.
“Didn’t know you were going to sneak down for the concert,”
Jensen said, kneeling on the mattress before crawling over to where you were.
You shrugged. “When you told me you were going to sing that
song, I had to be there. Maybe the fandom is the other woman in this case, and
I know we’ll go public eventually. But for now, it’s kind of fun, keeping our
relationship a secret. Do think they have any idea?”
“Not a clue,” Jensen said, shaking his head before dipping
his head lower so that his lips could meet yours.