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Before I start this, I'm writing this with mehitsme12
SO CREDIT GOES TO HIM AS WELL
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"I love you Cas," the hunter said. As he caressed the angel's face. "You're family, and I- I need you!"

"AND CUT! Good job guys," the director, Robert Singer, yelled. "I'm glad we can give the fans what they've been wanting. We've opened the series to a wider variety of people. Destiel is very convincing. I couldn't have two better actors for this cannon. Great stuff guys. You two look in love."

Misha became silent. The words 'You two look in love' kept playing over and over in his head.

"I hope this doesn't make our friendship awkward," Jensen whispered in Misha's ear. Jensen's husky voice sent a shiver down Misha's spine. Jensen's face was inches from his, and his voice was ringing in his ears. He smelled of 'John Varvatos' cologne, and was overall just a sexy figure.

"Me either!" Misha addmited. He didn't want it to mess up their friendship. He really loved that they made Destiel a cannon. It gave Misha an excuse to be closer to Jensen. Thats exactly what he wanted. They already knew pretty much everything about eatch other, they were the best of friends. Misha just loved him as more than a friend.

"Yeah Mish, I'm super excited for this new 'gay' experience. It feels so real, natural!"

"Well... Dean and I do share a more profound bond," Misha said making Jensen chuckle. Misha hid the blush that fell across his face with his script.

"So true! See ya later Mish."

Jensen became surprisingly shy around him. Maybe he was just nervous for the cannon, or he was developing feeling for his hot male costar.

Jensen gave him a surprise hug and went back to his trailer.

Misha opened his door to see a sleeping 'moose,' with his beanie pulled over his face, on his couch.

"WAKE UP PADALECKI," Misha yelled.

"Shut up," Jared snapped back. "I wasn't really asleep. Oh, and nice scene with Jensen. I was eavesdropping before I came back here. My trailer is too far away."

"Its 5 feet from here..."

Jared sat up. "EXACTLY! 5 feet, that my long a$$ legs couldn't handle. You guys looked really convincing by the way. I wish they would do something with Sabr-"

Misha cut him off, "thank you i guess. And why Sabriel?"

Jared looked very uncomfortable and slammed his face into the pillow, letting out a very loud groan. Misha blushed again, at the thought of Jensen and Misha being together, even if it was just as characters on a T.V. show.

"Jared I need your advice," Misha spoke slowly.

"What do you need sir?" Jared asked, in a bad accent that he couldn't quite make out.

He didn't know how to tell Jared. His family knew, but he really didn't want it to get out. He divorced Vicki for one reason. He was gay. Misha loved Vicki, and still does. They are still good friends and she supports him, but nobody except Vicki knows why they divorced. He wanted to tell Jared. Jensen. He wanted to tell them why. He wanted to tell Jensen how amazing and beautiful he was. He wanted to tell Jared that he was in love again. He wanted to scream I love you Jensen Ross Ackles from the top of his lungs. But he couldn't...

"Jared, what are supposed to do when you're in love with your best friend?" Misha's hands clenched around the edge of his trenchcoat. He felt himself sweating, but couldn't decide if it was nervousness or it was hot in there.

"What? Why do you ask me that? Are you in love with Jensen or something?"

Misha's grip tightened, and his stare became shockingly stern.

"Y-you love Jensen?" Jared was speechless.

Misha didn't want to get all emotional, but that was hard. His eyes filled with tears as he choked up the words. "I'm Gay. It feels so good to say that."

Jared laughed, "so I bet you like this Destiel crap." Jared jumped up, towering over Misha, and gave him a bear hug.

"Its okay Misha. I won't tell him. You're still like my brother, and nothing's gonna change that." Jared squeezed harder.

"Thank you Jared. T-thats why me and Vicki got divorced. But she is still my friend. I love her, just not in a romantic sorta way."

He must've cried in Jared's arms for the next 5 minutes. They weren't tears of sadness or happiness. He was confused, the stress kept building and he had to let it out somehow.
He pulled away from Jared, wiped his eyes, and sat on the couch.