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"We're gonna have two kids." Jensen laughs. "And we're drunk off our asses on a Tuesday!"
"I'm not drunk." He slurs. "Ok maybe a little."
"Mm hmm." I pour another glass of whine.
"I love you. You. I love...you."
"I love-"
"No I mean it! You're like.. A god! And you chose me you could've married any one and you, you chose me. I'm your Angel."
"You're my angel." I nod smiling.
"I'm your Angel." He chuckles.
"Mm hmm." I get closer and kiss him. "My special little angel."
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"Wake- oh my god!" We both jump up... Naked.. Looking at Jared. "Hey! Cover up!" I pull my boxers on.
"I need... Water and the curtains closed and.. Death." Jensen groans.
"Here drink." Jared hands each a bottle of water then goes to the kitchen. "Fun night?"
"I remember the date.. Best date I've been on in a long time."
"You're welcome." He looks up at me and grins.
"And then?" Jared asks.
"By the looks of it we had sex." Jensen groans causing me to break out laughing. "Misha." He whispers. "Shush."
"Eat." Jared hands us a plate of eggs toast and bacon.
"Thank you." Jensen leans up and kisses Jared. On the lips. What the fuck.
"Hey!" Jared pulls away.
"What the hell Jensen!" I jump up.
"I'm sorry!" He blushes.
"What was that?!" Jared shouts.
"Please lower your voice." He says.
"Jensen!!" I shout.
"I'm sorry! You usually bring me breakfast when I'm hungover! Ok! I didn't mean to." He rubs his head. I pout my lip out. "Misha cmon." Jensen frowns. "I love you I wouldn't cheat on you especially with Jared."
"Excuse me?" Jared scoffs.
"No no not like that. Are you kidding I'd be lucky to be with you."
"Oh and you're not lucky to be with me?" I ask.
"Ok um look Jared your are so hot and holy shit gen is so lucky but uh I prefer mish."
"Why?" I ask.
"Because... Because I love you. And you're so nice to me and so hot and you're so good in bed and you make me dinner and don't complain about how much I work even though I work way to much and you're always there for me. No matter what." He grabs my hand. "I love you.. I wouldn't cheat on you, you know that."
"He is right." Jared looks at me.
"You annoy me."
"Cmon you know I love you."
"I know." I pout. He pulls me onto his lap.
"Who's the better kisser?" Jared chuckles.
"Misha."
"What? How!" Jared shouts playfully.
"Well no offense but misha has thicker lips. And you didn't really kiss back. He does."
"Hey now that we're talking why was last night the best date ever?" Jared sits down.
"Well we went to that karaoke restaurant and I convinced him to sing and he did.. He sung your song by Elton John."
"I use to sing songs to gen." Jared smiles. "Um sometimes when they kids are at school and were cleaning up we'll start dancing.."
"See you guys have dancing and we have singing." I smile.
"Hey I think I'm gonna get back to her." He stands up. "I'd hug ya goodbye but I don't wanna get kissed again." He smirks and leaves.
"You kissed Jared." I chuckle.
"He has tiny lips."
"Was it good?"
"Well I mean on a scale of 1 to 10 I'd say a 9.7 but on a scale of 1 to misha I'd be a 0000002000000600.0002."
"You're so sweet." I smile and kiss him.