With All My Heart - Part 5
Word Count: 2267
Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Warnings: Alcohol use
A/N: Unbeta’d. All mistakes are mine. This isn’t really up to my typical standards. My writing is kinda sucking, especially lately. I dunno, guys.
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“So how do you wanna do this?” Jensen and you were currently sitting in the airport trying to figure out how best to go about bringing your relationship public. He knew you had reservations about it, you’d discussed them at length with him, but you knew it couldn’t stay a secret forever. You didn’t want it to be a secret. He assured you he didn’t have the same swarms of media attention that a lot of celebrities had. He kept his life private, and he’d certainly demonstrated that. He never had paparazzi following him around since you’d been together.
“What are the options?”
“Well, we could just wait until JIB and I could talk about you, bring you out on stage if you’re comfortable.” Jensen said. “Or we could take a picture together, post it and then explain more at the con. Then it’s not a huge surprise.”
“I kinda like option B.” You decided. “Plus, some of the people who follow you have probably seen me in pictures from San Jac’s Facebook and Instagram so maybe that’ll help? I don’t know. I’m so nervous.” You started ringing your hands together, forcing Jensen to grab them and pull them apart.
“It’s gonna be fine, Y/N.” He tried to reassure you, running one hand through your hair. “For every one person who says mean things about you another 10 or more are gonna stick up for you, including me.” You cast your eyes downward, staring at the floor and shifting your feet. “That’s not all that’s bothering you, is it?”
“No.” You whispered. “We’ve only really known each other a few weeks…I just…what if…”
“Stop talking.” Jensen leaned in and kissed you, smiling as he shut you up.
“Is that all you two ever do?” Jared, Gen, and the boys had somehow managed to sneak up on you. You heard Jared’s camera go off before you broke apart and rolled your eyes, huffing a laugh and staring up at him.
“It’s not all we ever do.” Jensen smirked and you slapped his chest while Gen burst into laughter.
“Unca Jensen! Aunt Y/N!” Both boys ran over, grabbing at Jensen and your legs and hugging you tight. You weren’t sure how it happened so fast, but Shep and Tom had taken a liking to you, especially since you’d been with Jensen so much. You certainly weren’t complaining about it, they were great.
“Hey dudes.” You smiled and hugged them back, planting kisses on both their foreheads. “You ready for the long flight?” They showed you their books and toys while Jensen talked to Jared and Gen came over to sit with you. “Hi, Odette.” You reached your hand into the bundle of blankets in Gen’s arms, running your finger over Odette’s cheek, eliciting a giggle.
“So, you nervous?” She asked. “You look nervous.”
“Yeah.” You admitted, starting to bite your nails while you watched the kids play. “I’m afraid that people are gonna hate me for one thing. And then if it doesn’t work out…I dunno. He thinks I’m worrying too much. Emma thinks the same thing.”
“They’re right.” Gen agreed. “He really likes you, Y/N. More than anyone I’ve ever seen him date. I’d go so far as to say he’s in love with you.”
“You think?”
“I know.” Gen nodded her head forward and you looked up, catching Jensen staring at you from where he had moved to sit next to Jared. He quickly looked away, a small blush forming on his cheeks and you chuckled, looking back at Gen. “See?”
“Yeah…maybe.” You shrugged.
As soon as the plane took off, Jensen started scrolling through his photos with you trying to figure out which one you wanted to post. “What about the one Jared took today?” He asked, scrolling to it to show it to you. It was pretty adorable, you had to admit. You both had half smiles on your faces as you kissed and your eyes had just barely closed, still in shock from Jensen planting his lips on yours to shut you up.
“Ok, yeah. Post that one.” Jensen looked to you one more time; just to be certain you were sure. “Do it, I’m positive.”
“Tag you in it?”
“Tag me in it.” You agreed. Jensen started tapping away on his phone while you practiced deep breathing, not letting him see how nervous you truly were. It was a huge step for you, to put yourself out there to so many people, the thought alone made you want to throw up. As soon as your phone vibrated in your hand, you opened the Instagram app and stared at it, not sure if you wanted to read it or not, but finally opening your eyes and looking at the picture, then the caption.
Jensenackles: Found the best way to shut up @y/f/ny/l/n when she rambles. I think she likes it. #RomeBound
“I do not ramble.”
“You do.” Jensen argued. “It’s cute. But you do.”
“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes and started scrolling through your phone. Of course the first comment was Emma.
MnEmz: You’re both disgusting. Keep it in the bedroom.
Jaredpadalecki: Keep your lips off my bar manager!
Officialbrianab: Get your asses here, already! Can’t wait to meet her!
Then came the inevitable flood of fan comments, which for the most part were more curious than hateful, but a few of them made their voices heard.
Who the hell is she?
SQUEALING! Look at how she melts into him! Same, girl. Same.
I thought Jensen was single.
She probably wants him for his money and fame. She’s just a bartender. What would he want with her?
Stupid whore.
She’s adorable!! I hope she makes him happy.
As soon as you arrived in Rome, you were whisked away by your security for the week and shoved into a waiting SUV. The 13-hour flight had taken a toll on you, but you had dinner reservations and you were about to meet the rest of the cast who was already there. The excitement for all of that was winning out over your exhaustion.
Jensen didn’t say anything when you walked into the outdoor restaurant, letting Jared and his family walk in ahead of you. Instead, he planted a kiss to your temple and squeezed your hand firmly to reassure you. “Holy shit, finally!” The one other girl at the table sprang up and ran across the pavilion, opening her arms and engulfing you in a bear hug. “You’re even more beautiful in person! I’m Briana!”
“Y/N.” You smiled and pulled back, getting a good look at her. She was stunning. The rest of the cast followed her lead, hugging and welcoming you. You hadn’t expected them to be so warm and welcoming to someone who wasn’t an actress, but it was like they’d known you forever.
“It’s so good having another fucking girl here.” Briana laughed, pouring you a glass of wine and pulling out the empty chair next to her for you. “There’s so much testosterone.”
“I can see that.” You chuckled, staring around the table. “It’s always like this?”
“We’re missing Kim, but yeah. Not a lot of ladies.” She said. “Don’t worry. They’re teddy bears. Especially your guy.” Right at that moment Jensen turned in his chair and trailed kisses up your neck, his scruff tickling you and making you giggle.
“What about your guy?” Jensen asked.
“You’re a teddy bear. That’s all.” Jensen growled and nipped at your earlobe, making you squeal before pulling you close as your dinner finally came.
Some time and several rounds of drinks later, you were feeling great but Jensen was feeling no pain at all. He was leaning heavily against you, one arm draped around your shoulders and his cheek resting against your head. “We should send a video to Emma.” You slurred. “To like…make her jealous. Cuz she’s not here.” Fans had started to gather but you took no notice of them as they snapped all kinds of photos of all of you.
“Yes!” Jensen laughed, whipping his phone out and turning the camera on, holding it out in front of you both and pushing record. “Emmmmmma!” He slurred into the camera, pushing his face further against yours. “You should’ve gotten time off work Emma!”
“Emzzzzz!” You pouted, sticking out your bottom lip. “We miss you here. You shoulda come cuz Italy is amazing! And everyone here is super fun and I know you need money to like live –“
“But who gives a fuck?” Jensen cut in. “You should’ve come Emmyyyyy!”
“She hates being called Emmy!”
“I know that’s why I said it.” Jensen chuckled. “Miss you Emz!”
“I love you Emma bear!” You reached out and pushed end, then punched in her phone number on Jensen’s phone to send it to her. “It’s like what? 9am there? She’s gonna kill us and it’s so worth it.” Jensen’s phone chimed and you looked down at it, busting into a full-blown belly laugh as you read it.
Emma: Fuck you both
“We should get you back to the hotel, big guy.” You stood up, pulling Jensen with you and he leaned against you, wrapping an arm around your back. You wrapped an arm around him as you both said your goodbyes and started to walk away.
“Good plan.” He leaned down to your level and kissed behind your ear. “You…are really drunk.”
“Right. I’m really drunk.” You laughed, staring up into his half lidded eyes. “Come on.” You dragged him further, having completely forgotten about the fans until you reached the barricade where security had held them back.
“Jensen! Jensen!” People started screaming. “Is that your new girlfriend?”
“Oh shit.” You murmured.
“It’s ok.” Jensen whispered in your ear and waved to the fans. Before you knew what was happening he started to lead you to the waiting SUV. As soon as you got there he pressed you against it, taking your face in his hands and kissing you deeply while the fans screamed. You wrapped an arm around his neck and cupped his face with the other hand, moving it back and gripping his hair in your fist. Without another word, he broke the kiss and you both entered the SUV, chests heaving. “No doubt about it now.” He smirked and gave you a wink.
Back in the hotel, a trail of clothes led from the door to the king size bed where Jensen and you now laid tangled together in the sheets. You were in the space between awake and asleep, Jensen’s fingertips trailing up and down your spine, when he finally spoke again. “Can I tell you something?”
“Anything.” Your voice was slightly muffled from your face being pressed into his chest and he huffed a laugh at the sound of it.
“I’m glad you came.” He murmured. “Two years ago…Jared…he went home from this con. It was bad like…his mental health was really bad and I couldn’t run home to help him. I had to be here and then Australia.” Jensen explained. “Coming back here is tough for me. Brings up old memories.”
“But he’s ok now, right?” You questioned, reaching over to Jensen’s free hand and squeezing it. “He seems like it at least.”
“Yeah.” Jensen swallowed thickly. “Yeah he’s fine. It’s just…I dunno something about coming back here always brings all that back. Having you here…it helps.”
“I’m glad.” You whispered, placing a gentle kiss to his chest and nuzzling closer, breathing him in as you drifted off to sleep.
A trail of kisses leading down from your neck down your back woke you and you smiled, squinting up at Jensen. “Morning, again.” He grinned, slipping a black t-shirt over his head. He barely got the words out before your eyes rolled back and fluttered shut again. “Nuh uh. I tried to wake you up over an hour ago and you did the same thing. Rise and shine.” He sat on the side of the bed, shaking you awake this time. “You’re gonna miss breakfast.”
“Not hungry.” You mumbled and shoved your face back in the pillow. You couldn’t keep yourself awake if you tried. Every bit of energy you had felt like it was completely drained out of your body. Jensen’s hand moved to your back, rubbing circles on it that had you practically melting into the mattress. This was more than just a hangover and he knew it. He’d seen you after a night of drinking before and this was never how you acted.
“Jetlag?” Jensen questioned, a hint of worry in his tone. You forced out a barely audible hum of a response and Jensen leaned down again to kiss your temple. “I’ll bring you breakfast back, ok? I’ll be back to check on you soon.” He didn’t get a response this time, looking down to find you sound asleep again. He let out a sigh and exited the room, running into Jared in the hallway.
“Hey, where’s Y/N/N?” Jared asked. “I was just coming to get you guys. You’re running late.”
“She’s not feeling well.” Jensen answered. “She says it’s jetlag, she just won’t wake up. It’s like she’s trying and she can’t. I’m gonna take her some breakfast back. I’m hoping she’s up when I get back.”
“She’s probably right. It’s probably just jetlag.” Jared slapped Jensen on the back as they walked down the hall together. “She hasn’t traveled in awhile. She needs to get used to it again.”
“You’re probably right. Yeah.” Jensen nodded, staring straight ahead, doing his best to hide the worry that was plaguing him.
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