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Hello! Sorry I’ve been inactive for the past week – I’ve been coming home tired and feeling sluggish and I don’t know why ;;v;; I think I should try getting some proper sleep this weekend (usually I only get 3-5 hours a night) ;;v;;

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if it was you, everything would make sense.


Prompt: After days of Jensen’s rejection, you find yourself going back home, but not for the reason you had liked.

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Reader

Warnings: none

Words: 1705

“Are you continuing wife swap? It’s def unique and interesting.” -dashing-through-the-nope
“Please tell me you’ll write part 3 of wife swap. Its ridiculously addicting” -Anon
“Is there a third part to Wife Swap? The two first parts were amazing. Even though reader now loves Jensen… I just want her to go back to Jared, ughh. Haha. It’s really really good!” -Anon
“Hey! I was wondering when/if you’re making a part 3 to wife swap? I loved the first two and I’m dying trying to figure out what happens next! If you do make a part 3 could you tag me in it please!? I’d love to read it” -destiel67bellarke

[Part 1] [Part 2]

The amber liquid burned on its way down, but it only made you want more. You motioned the bartender for another, then another, then another. Before you knew it, the bar was closing.

You stumbled your way through the doors, reaching for your keys only to be stopped by the bartender. As soon as he took your keys away from you, a cab stopped in front of the bar and he was helping you in. You didn’t refuse his help, and you accepted your keys with a smile before he closed the door for you.

The cab driver asked for the location and you had managed to mumble an address before the dark surrounded you. Your head was greeted with the cool window and everything became a blur.

When you woke up, you were tucked in a bed. Your heart squeezed in your chest as you looked around only to find a bottle of aspirin and a glass of water on the nightstand. You took the pills and laid back in bed, allowing yourself to fall asleep again.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice said calmly, shaking you. “Y/N, I need you to wake up now.”

Your eyes slowly opened and you found your face in your pillow. Looking up, your eyes connected with another pair and, for a split second, you were relieved. “Jared?” you muttered.

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