since ur now writing for Zach can I pls get a Jared Bailey one shot?? You have free rein and no rish at all for this req. thank uuu fic mommy
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of Jared being drunk, drink, flirting, friends to lovers trope, love confession, slight sexting (Jared is bold when he’s drunk), unprotected sex, semi rough actions, biting, scratching, but more love making pretty much? Slight angst, maybe? Fluff with a dash of smut
Based off of this TikTok.
Word count: 4.4k | not really edited
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You weren’t really excited about Coachella, but your friends on the podcast were destined to change your mind.
You joined the podcast earlier on in the year, and when Coachella came around, you had a ticket that you couldn’t get out of - no matter how hard you tried.
“Come on.” Tara begs, “You need to come with us!”
You sigh, “Tara, I don’t r-“
“You’re either coming or you’re fired.” Zach says and Jared steps in, “Hey now. Don’t say that, a lot of people like her.”
“By those people you mean you?” Zach teases and Jared’s face turns a shade of red, “That- No. I didn’t..” he laughs, “I think it would add to the fun if y/n came with us.”
You let out a long, dramatic sigh, “Twist my arm harder why don’t you?”
——
Weekend one was a partial blur.
You get bits and pieces as you look at the photos you took, which were a mess by the way, but they were so funny to look at.
You had to admit, you were so glad you didn’t try to back out last minute.
One thing in particular that you remember clear as day is standing in the crowd, Jared’s arm around you as you listen to Lana and Billie sing ‘Ocean Eyes’.
You were in total awe of them, just like Jared was of you.
He looks down at you a gently smile resting on his lips as he admires your face. How your eyes are glazed over from a mixture of alcohol happiness because being here was so much better than you had originally thought.
Even though he was slightly plastered, Jared couldn’t seem to keep his love drunk stare off of you. You’d look up at him and he’d just smile at you before looking back up toward the stage.
Every now and then Tara would elbow you and smirk, teasing you about how close you and Jared have become, “I told you, you needed to come.”
You roll your eyes, smiling as you lean into Jared’s body more. Another think you remember,is how you and Jared went back and fourth, all night stealing drunk kisses from each other.
It quickly turned into a competition and the race to find who can steal the most by the end of the night was on - and you won that race.
As weekend one at Coachella came to an end, you can definitely feel that you and Jared are closer. You text and talk on the phone more. You pick on him during the podcasts more and even though his red cheeks scream that he hates it, he secretly loves any attention you give him.
You tried not to let it get to you, but you were questioning yourself on why he hasn’t said anything about what happened.
Fuck, pictures get out from fans, you’re most likely getting a dating label slapped on your asses.
——
W E E K E N D • T W O
“Sucks you can’t come tonight.” Jared says as he puts on his hat. Your eyes move up his body, and you nod as you lean back in the chair, “Yeah, but you know what they say, your moms birthday only happens once a yet or something like that.”
Jared starts laughing and you join in, proud of your joke.
“God I love you.”
You both freeze and he laughs nervously, “You know, cause you’re my best friend. You got that label faster than Zach did.”
You smile slightly, keeping the pain of being friend zoned as contained as you can, “Right.”
He must not remember last weekend.
You nod, “No I get it.” You stand up, checking your phone, “I gotta go. I have to get dressed and then go to my parents house.”
You walk towards the door and stop before you leave, “Have fun tonight.” You smile and he nods, “It’ll be hard without you.”
You laugh, “Call me if you get bored.” As you walk towards the steps, Jared yells out, “You’re going to regret saying that.”
——
As you’re sitting in your parents living room, you get a text from jared and you smile as you read over it, Ready for that phone call yet? I’m bored out of my fucking mind.
Attached was a selfie of him from the chin up. You save that, adding it to the collection of birthday post photos, My sister is taking forever to get ready, so if you want to call quick you can.
Within a quick minute, your phone lights up with JareBear🧸🤍 appearing across the screen. You bring it to your ear as you answer, “Is it really that bad?”
“Oh god, you have no idea.” He groans on the other end, “The artist we’re waiting for, I guess is Ice Spice, but she doesn’t come on until later.”
“sorry to tell ya, sweetie, but you got a few more hours yet.” You laugh slightly and he sighs, whining out, “Don’t make it worse.”
You smirk, “Sorry, sorry.”
Your mind races as you think about just asking him if he remembers what happened last weekend and why you aren’t his girlfriend yet, but as soon as you get read to, your mom rushes out, “Okay. Okay. Shes finally ready.”
“Sounds like you gotta go.” Jared sighs, “Tell your mom I said happy birthday.”
You don’t want to hang up, but you know it’s the right thing to do, “I’ll call you later.” You laugh as you stand up, “Don’t get drunk, too fast.”
He laughs, “I’m not making any promises, sweetheart.”
You tilt your head, “Yeah, yeah.”
“Y/n.” Your sister waves you on and you nod, “Alright, I’m being herded so..” you laugh, “Be safe. Call if you need anything.”
“Promise.”
You hang up and walk over to your sister. She stares st you and you give her a look, “What?”
“That JareBear?” She smirks and you scoff, “I- none.. of your business.” You walk down to the car and she sighs, “The way he looks at you on the podcast, y/n,.”
You stop before you open the door and you nod, “When he looks at me.. I feel like he’s looking at me like I’m actually something worth looking at.”
She juts her lip out and furrows her brows, “He sooo likes you.” She laughs and walks around to get in. Your mom looks back at you, “How’s Jared?”
You feel your cheek heat at the sound of his name, “He’s good. He says happy birthday by the way.” She smiles, “Tell him I said thank you.”
You look down, tapping the screen to type out a text to Jared, My mom says thank you for the birthday wishes.
You see the bubbles pop up and you smile at how fast he answers you, I love your mom, she’s so nice. You smile, Yeah, now you know where I get my niceness from.
You rest your phone down and watch out the window as your mind races about what you are with Jared.
——
As the night goes on, you can tell that Jared is getting drunker by the hour, but he still manages to answer you right away.
It might not be anything related to your previous text, but he still answers you.
You cover your mouth as you read the texts coming in from Jared, “Oh my god.” You lean over to your sister, whispering lowly to her as you bring your phone between the two of you, “look at this.”
I have a glowsitck
Gkoesyick
Fuck
GLOWSTCK
damn it
You laugh and type back quickly before he sends another text, Are you drunk again, J?
You knew calling him J would get him. You don’t do it often, but you’re the only person who calls him that, so it drives Jared crazy in such a good way.
“Do you think he is?” Your sister asks and you laugh with a nod, “Dude.” You lean in, “Last weekend we-“ you glance up at your mom and dad, who are lost in conversation with their friends.
You lower your voice, “When we were drunk, we were all over each other. Literally had a competition to see who could steal kisses from the other most.”
“Who won?”
“Me.” You smirk, and she nods, “Good, carry on.”
You continue filling her in on the night and she smirks, “If you guys don’t become a couple by the end of night, I’m calling him nyself.”
You laugh, looking down as you read his text, Maybe a little bit, and don’t do that.
You bite your lip, playing innocent, Don’t do what?
Your sister leans in, “I think he’s just waiting for another sign that says you want him.” You roll your eyes and before you can argue, she sighs, “This is a man we’re talking about, okay? As much as we hate it, most of them are stubborn as fuck and can’t see what’s right there.”
You shrug, “i think I’ll ask him when I talk to him tomorrow, when he isn’t drunk.” You sip your wine and almost spit it out at your sister’s next statement.
“Invite him back for your place tonight.”
“I can’t do that.” You laugh nervously as you sip your wine, “that’s.. what if.. I can’t..” you shake your head and down the rest of your wine, just in time for the waiter to come and refill the glasses.
Your phone vibrates and you look down after thanking the waiter, You know whayt swerthesr t
You smirk, Are you having fun, J?
“If he wakes up at your place then you have no choice but to talk to him about your relationship.” Your sister nudges you, “That man loves you.”
You smile, pressing your lips together as you chew on your inner cheek. You look down at your phone and your heart skips a beat at Jared’s text, I rally wish yoi werehere we coujd have a repest of last week emf.
You chew on your thumbnail, really thinking about what your sister said, until your mom pulls you from your thoughts, “right, y/n? Honey.”
“What? Sorry.” You laugh slightly, “I think I had a little bit too much wine.” Your mom laughs, “I was just telling Erica about you and Jared, how long have you been together?”
“You do that Dropouts Podcast with him, too, right?” Erica adds and you sigh, “Mom.” You laugh, “Nothing is official, and please don’t be spreading that stuff around.”
“Yeah mom, if that gets out and it’s not true, the fans will come for you.” Your sister jokes and your mom rolls her eyes, “Oh gosh, you and these influencer rules and stuff.”
She goes back to her conversation and you go back go looking at Jared’s message, So you do remember.
He instantly responds, it’s short but you understand, I do.
You look around, excusing yourself before you get up to go to the bathroom, composing yourself because this is a step in the right direction - but you were naturally nervous.
You lean against the sink as you type, I was kind of worried you didn’t remember all of the things with us. That’s about all I can remember.
You look in the mirror, fixing your hair and reapplying your lipstick before walking back out to the table.
Everyone is standing and gathering their things to head to the car. You follow them out, lagging behind with your sister to fill her in on the conversation.
“Progress.” She nods, “Good progress.”
You can’t help but smile as you get in and you look down at your phone, “They’re watching Ice Spice and then I don’t know what they’re doing.”
“I’ll go get him if need be, just..” she looks at you, mouthing out the words, “Get him to come over.”
You roll your eyes, laughing as you shake your head, “I just..” she cuts you off with a tap on the arm and she shakes her head.
“Fine.” You smirk, “I’ll do it.”
——
The car ride from your parent’s house to your house was nerve racking. You stayed there a little bit after and the heat that’s been building up in the conversation between you and Jared was now on fire.
You sat in your car staring at the messages Jared had sent when you were driving, I’m drimk.
So ddrunk.
I love yoy
I’m drunk and o love hou
You rest your fingers over your lips, jumping slightly when you see his incoming call, “Hey, Jare. You doing okay?”
“I was just.. you haven’t answered my texts and I-“
You cut him off, calming him down, “I just got home. I’m still in my car. Here.” You tap the FaceTime icon, “Go to FaceTime, Jare.”
It takes him a second but when his face pops up on the screen, he smiles when he sees you, “Hiii, pretty girl.”
His words send thousands of butterflies lose in your stomach, “It’s me. Hi. I read your texts and I really think you should Uber to my place when you leave Coachella.”
He raises his brows with a smirk, “I guess it’s a good thing I’m already on my way then, yeah?”
“Wait.” You perk up, “Seriously?”
He laughs, “Yeah I’m walking to my Uber now. I’ll be there soon.”
“Okay.” You bite your lip, “I’ll leave the door unlocked.”
“I love it when you talk dirty to me, see you soon, baby.”
Your breath hitches and you smile, “See you soon.”
You hang up and race inside, moving around to make everything look nice and neat before running to get a quick shower.
Once feeling refreshed, you opt for a simple t shirt and sweats and your body froze when you heard the door open, “y/n. I’m here.”
You take a deep breath before making your way out, “Hey.” You smile and walk over to him, “How was Ice Spice?”
Jared stares at you before failing at trying to hold back his laughter, “shit, okay. Zach is probably going to bring this up on the podcast because he loves to embarrass me, but-“
He laughs harder, “Okay, so, with us being whatever we are now, would you get mad if I say something about another woman’s ass?”
You furrow your brows in confusion and shake your head, “No.” you raise them, tilting your head, “but, now I’m really intrigued.”
Jared pulls you over to the couch, tossing his hat down on the end stand before he sits down next to you, “so..” he turns towards you, “I’m going to be honest.”
You nod and he sighs, “I was watching the show, and I was thinking about you, and then..” he laughs, “I never knew that someone ass could move like that before.”
You cover your mouth, laughing as you lean back, “Oh my god, Jared.”
“And it..” he lowers his voice, “Turned me on, so then..” He brings his voice back to normal volume, “I naturally thought of you and you know..” he reaches up, brushing hair from your face, “How you make me smile..”
You smile and he smirks as he brushes his hand over your cheek, “and I’m also super horny, but that is way besides the point.”
He laughs slightly and without any hesitation on your end, you grab his face and smash your lips into his. He groans slightly and his hand reaches out to grip your hip, “Mm.” He leans back slightly, eyes scanning over your face, “Do you want to do this?”
You nod, “Do you want to be with me?”
A smirk grows across his face as he nods, “Of course I fucking do.” He pulls you in, kissing you once more as he pulls you into his lap.
His hands snake under your shirt and his cock grows harder as he rolls your perked up nipples between his fingers.
You let out a moan, grinding down on him as he kneads your boobs, “You’re so fuckin’ sexy.” Jared whispers, slipping one hand out from under your shirt so he can cup your cheek, “Take your shirt off for me.”
You nod, bunching up the bottom of your shirt before you pull it over your head. He unties his bandana from his neck and leans forward just enough to slip his shirt from his body.
“So are you.” You lean in, kissing up his chest to his neck then over to his lips. His hands grip your hips, moving them slowly as your tongues dance for dominance.
He wins and bites down on your bottom lip, earning a moan from you. You look down at him when he lets your lip go and you whimper, “Can I finally have you?”
He bites his lip, pulling you into him as he sits up to meet you, “You, my love, can have whatever you want.”
You smirk and slide your hands down, nails dragging against his skin. His jaw falls slack when you lift up to slim a hand under you to palm at his aching cock through his shorts.
You lean in, lips brushing against his ear, “You feel so big, J.”
“Fuck.” He breathes out before pushing his lips to yours. He pulls you into him and rolls you over so your back is flush against the cushions, his lips staying on yours for another minute or so before he sits up to pull your sweats down.
He raises a brow when your bare cunt is revealed to him, a smirk rising on his lips “Almost like you knew I was coming over or something.”
You shrug, giving him a wink, “Gut feelings, you know.”
He smiles and stands up to take his shorts and boxers off before returning to the place between your knees, both naked and so beyond hungry for each other.
“You sure?” He asks one more time and you lay your hands on his cheeks, “Need you in me, Jare.” You pull him closed with your ankles that are locked on his lower back and he groans, “Fuck, baby.”
Your lips part as you feel him rub the tip of his cock against your soaked opening. He pushes in and you gasp out, clinging to him as you feel him stretch out your tight walls.
“Fuck.” He gasps out, burying his face into your neck, groaning louder as he pushes fully into you. You moan loudly, dragging your nails over his shoulders as your lips desperately search for his.
“J-Jared.” You whimper out, getting him to lift his head, “What, baby?” He leans up, putting his weight on his elbow as he brushes hair from your face, “You feel so fucking good.”
“Mo-move. Move, please.” You move your hips and he nods, pulling out and sliding back in. His forehead falls into yours as you both let out moans.
His grip on your body tightens and your hand find its way to his hair, tucking at his hair, “Feels so good.” You breathe out, “I love you.”
His hands travel up to find yours. He pins them above your head and deeps his thrusts, “Say it again.” He whispers, “Please.”
You look up at him, lips parted and brows furrowed as you moan out, “I’m so in love with you.” His lips twitch into a smile, “I’m so in love with you.”
He dips his head down, connecting his lips to yours with a fiery embrace.
You clench around him, whimpering against his lips, “I’m so close. So so close.” You rock your hips and he nods, pulling you to sit up, still straddling his lap.
His cock slips back inside of you and you moan, head tilted back as you grind your hips into his. He slides a hand up to the back of your neck, pulling you down to kiss him.
His other hand holds your hip, squeezing as he groans into your mouth, “Fuck. Where do you want me, sweetheart?”
“Fuck,” you whine, “anywhere.”
You dig your nails into his skin and clench around him, curse words and his name rolling off of your tongue loudly,
He lays you down, his thrusts resuming as soon as your back hits the cushions, “You feel so good.” Jared groans in to your neck, “You’re going to make me cum a lot faster than I wanted to.”
You kiss him, biting down on his bottom lip and gently letting it flop back against his teeth, “Good thing we have all night, right?”
He smirks, nodding his head, “Was hoping you’d say that.” He leans down, thrusts growing sloppy as his lips connect with yours.
You cup his cheeks, clenching around him as you help him chase his high, “Feels so good, J.” You whimper out, “cum for me.”
Your words, delicate yet so, so filthy, push him over the edge.
He pulls out, spilling his cum onto your pelvis with a groan. You gently kiss over his cheeks, rubbing a hand through his hair as he comes down.
He plops next to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek before getting up to grab you a towel, “Do you.. uh, want to shower with me?”
You smile, and despite already getting one, “As long I wake up to you still in my bed in the morning.”
“Trust me, you don’t have to worry about that not happening.” He smiles and holds his hand out, “Come on.”
——
T H E • N E X T • P O D C A S T • E P I S O D E
You sat there, completely soaking up the fact that no one in this room that you and Jared have been seeing each other.
You kept looking over at him and when he’d look at you, you’d look down quick and pretend you were picking lint off your pants or something stupid like that while you fought back a smile.
“Oh! Speaking of Coachella!” Tara says leaning forward, “What was your guys best parts about it?”
They each go around, Tara says music, Zach makes some stupid joke. Alyssa says the music and seeing the outfits.
“I think.. one of my favorite parts about Coachella, was from weekend one.” Jared says and Tara glances at you, “He’s going to say the Lana performance.”
“How did you-“ Zach smiles, his cheeks turning red, “but.. Yeah. That was just.. a really good moment for me.”
You smirk at Tara and take a deep breath, “Jared was one of the best parts about my Coachella.” You look over at him and he smirks, lifting his hands.
“Every time I saw you, I just got so exited.” Jared smiles as he nods. You nod, “It made me excited, you picked me up a few times as just made sure I was okay. It was cute.”
“Yeah.” Jared says with a huge smile, “You said that that thing wasn’t really your style so we all kind of agreed to try and make it as fun for you as it could be.” Jared smiles and you pout, “You do love me.”
“I wouldn’t go that far.” Zach says, “Anyway-“
“Way to butt in and ruin the mood, Zachary.” You roll your eyes and laugh. Zach gasps, “Oh. Speaking of..” he points to Jared, “What did you think of that Ice Spice performance?”
“Oh my god!” Tara gasps, “I loved it!”
Jared’s mouth falls open and you start laughing because you already know where this is going.
Zach is definitely calling Jared out about it on the podcast, “Dude.. no.” Jared shakes his head and lays his arms out on the desk, “I didn’t know asses could move like that..”
Jared pauses quickly, “It was incredible.”
You cover your mouth and shake your head, “Oh my god.”
“And she’s also an amazing performer..” Jared continue, “I don’t know too much of her music, but..”
Zach tilts his head, looking at Jared, “How did it make you feel watching that thing, um-“ Jared cuts Zach off, “Fucking turned on, what are you talking about?”
Tara laughs, “oh my god.”
You lay your fingers over your lips and all you can do is laugh and shake your head.
“But also like.. amazing..” Jared says and you point, “Wait.. that’s so weird you called me after Ice Spice then.”
Everyone looks to Jared and he has a huge smirk on his face.
“Ooh, Jared. What were you doing?” Alyssa teases and you laugh, “And you’re like hey, are you home? What are you doing tonight, y/n?”
Jared continues to smile, getting slightly nervous, “Umm..” he laughs and you tilt your head, “isn’t it crazy that you did that?”
Jared waves his hands, “I’m.. gonna have to go no comment on that..and then..”
You all laugh and Tara mocks Jared, “He was like, I just watched Ice Spice, y/n what are you doing tonight?” She laughs, “oh my god.”
Zach chimes in, “If you guys did hook up in the dessert, would you speak about it?” You purse your lips and look over at Jared.
He shakes his head slowly and all you can do is giggle.
“I think, y/n would.” Alyssa says and you laugh more. Tara points, “Instead of where did Tara wake up this morning it would be guessing where y/n woke up.” She laughs harder and you shake your head, looking at Jared and he knows exactly what you want to say.
He fights back laughter, “Why are you lookin’ at me like that?”
You laugh, “Oh, sorry. I was just thinking like if we did hook up this past weekend, like would it really be that crazy?”
Instantly Tara leans in, “No.”
Alyssa follows, “I second that.”
“wh-what!?” Jared laughs, “What does that mean?”
“But on a serious note, what would it have taken for it to happen, though, Jared?” Zach asks and Jared smirks, shaking his head, “Not a lot.”
You laugh along with everyone else, until Tara grips your arm, “Wait! No fucking way!”
“Oh, I think she cracked the code.” Jared laughs and you nod, “Yep, give it a second.”
Tara looks between you and Jared and shakes her head, “No, fucking way.” Zach looks so confused, “Why is she tweaking out? Tara I told you, you can’t do that here anymore.”
Tara flicks off Zach, not even looking at him before taking off her headphones and waking away. You look at Jared, “I think we broke her.”
Alyssa gasps, “No! You didn’t!”
“There it is.” Jared laughs and Tara walks back over, “I remember you leaving now, Jared. You sneaky mother fucker.”
“What the- oh shit. Everybody. Jared finally lost his virginity. Let’s all give him a round of applause.” Zach claps and you laugh.
“I hate you sometimes.” Jared says to Zach as he laughs, shaking his head while his face grows redder.
——
I hope this didn’t suck. I haven’t been in the writing mood lately, but as usual, let me know what you thought.
Thank you for reading! Ilysm! 🖤
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Ends of the Earth
Summary: Jensen reflects on his life and his family when he is away at a convention on his birthday.
Word Count: ~1100
Warnings: probably enough fluff to induce a tummy ache
Pairing: Jensen x Reader, cameo by Olivia, daughter OC
Written for: @jayankles Bailey’s 4 Prompts 4 Jensen’s Birthday Challenge and I choose aesthetic #2 (pictured below).
**No disrespect is meant to Jensen or his family. This is a work of fiction, please regard it as such.**
This is not beta’d - all mistakes are mine.
Jensen loved Supernatural conventions. He loved the interactions with the fans during all the ops and panels. The Supernatural family is the main reason he and Jared keep going. But when a convention weekend falls on his birthday, he realized there is a part of his life that is missing. His wife and daughter.
He and Y/N had decided that until Livvy was a little older, they wouldn’t bring her to the conventions. It was easy when she had been an infant, but as she became more mobile, she also became more demanding of Y/N’s and his time.
As he sat in his nice, but too quiet, hotel room Saturday night before the SNS concert, Jensen scrolled through the pictures on his phone and reflected on the last few years of his life since he had met Y/N. It had been a whirlwind romance from the start and within a year, they were married and expecting their first child. Jensen had always been worried about becoming a father. He worried that he wouldn’t be able to fill the shoes of the man that had taught him so much. His own father was remarkable and had always been there for him when Jensen had needed him. Jensen’s concerns centered around him not having enough time for Y/N, let alone a child.
From the minute he laid eyes on Olivia, even all wrinkly and screaming her lungs out, he knew there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for her, or any siblings that came along after her. That was the day he made a promise. He would never be away from them for more time than was necessary.
“Y/N, I have something I want to say to you and I need you to just listen, okay?” Jensen said to his wife the first night they were home after Livvy’s birth. They laid on their bed, Y/N on her side, breastfeeding their newborn daughter, Jensen also on his side, facing them. “I am probably going to sound like a dick, but I don’t care. I don’t want you to go back to work when it’s time. Even after only forty-eight hours in this world, she has turned mine upside down, in a good way.
“I need my family with me. We can keep this house for breaks, but I want you both in Vancouver with me, full-time. I called a realtor already and have her looking for a bigger place with a yard. I just don’t want to be away from either of you. I don’t want to be that Dad she only sees on the weekends, and sometimes not for weeks at a time. I don’t want to do that to her, or to you. I want to be home at night to put her to bed. I want to wake up with her in the middle of the night. I want to take of her when she is sick. I can’t do that if I am not there.”
Y/N didn’t say anything for a few minutes and that made Jensen even more nervous than the speech he had prepared. When she finally did speak, he couldn’t believe he had been lucky enough to find this woman.
“Jense, you and Livvy are all I want. I love my students and for years, they have been my family. I would follow you to the ends of the earth and you wouldn’t even have to ask me. You and Livvy are my family now,” she smiled and leaned over, mindful of the baby between them and kissed her husband sweetly.
Jensen smiled when he saw her name and Olivia’s face light up the screen on his phone. “Hey, Baby, I was just thinking about you.” He smiled at the sight of his whole world there on that little screen.
“Bweak a weg, Daddy!” Livvy shouted and Y/N laughed.
“I love you, baby girl,” Jensen smiled at his daughter. Olivia was so full of life and the perfect mix of him and Y/N. “Are you being good for Mama?”
“I sure am!” she chirped. “Goodnight, Daddy. Mama says it is time for bed.”
“Goodnight, Livvy. I love you!” Jensen told her.
“Get in bed, Bug and I will be right in,” Y/N told their daughter and Livvy blew Jensen a kiss before running out of the room.
“When you get home tomorrow night, I have a surprise planned for you,” Y/N told him.
“Oh yeah? Am I going to like it?” Jensen asked.
“Most definitely. But first, you get through the next 24 hours and you will be home before you know it, birthday boy,” she replied, a soft smile on her pink lips. “It’ll be just you and me for an entire night and day. How is that for a hint?”
"It will have to be enough,” Jensen laughed. “Hey, Babe, I gotta run. Thank you for calling so I could say goodnight to our girl. I love you and I will see you tomorrow night, okay?”
“You bet your sweet ass, Ackles!” she promised.
~*~
Although the weekend was tight and time was short, he did have a great day celebrating with his friends and cast mates, not mention the fans, at the convention. He yawned as he unlocked the front door of their Vancouver home, seeing the lights already out. He left his carry on by the door and climbed the stairs. He peeked his head through Livvy’s door but she wasn’t there. He continued down the hall to the master bedroom and found his wife sprawled out in the middle of their king size bed, looking very welcoming.
“Well happy birthday to me,” Jensen whispered as he walked through the double doors, kicking off his shoes and dropping clothes as he got closer to the bed.
“Happy birthday, Baby,” Y/N cooed as she greeted her husband.
~*~
“So did you have a good birthday?” Y/N asked the next morning. They were still in bed, enjoying a cup of coffee.
“The best ever, Baby,” he responded, kissing her lips sweetly. “Did you know Jared even got me a cake and I ate some of it onstage?”
“I did see that! But your birthday isn’t over yet. Bri has Livvy until dinner and I have one more surprise for you,” Y/N told him, reaching under her pillow and handing Jensen a gift wrapped box.
“What? Is this? Really?” Jensen’s inability to form complete sentences had his wife in giggles as she nodded. In the box was a new t-shirt that read ‘Dad2′.
"Happy birthday, Jense,” she smiled, kissing him deeply.
“This really is the best birthday ever!”
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