3pm

Jensen and Misha decided to take a nap after thier rough, sweaty, and steamy morning. Jensen was sore and didn't want to do anything either. Misha woke up around 3 and decided to go fix them mac n cheese.

Jensen woke up a half an hour later and made his way downstairs to Misha. The smell of the stove filled the air.

"Oo! Did you do this?"

"Mabye." Jensen sat down at the table and Misha layed out everything.

'Thank you hun."

They both ate. Staring into each other's eyes every now and then.
Time seemed to pass very slow.

~•~

It was Nine in the Afternoon. The house was quiet. Jensen's warm arms curled around Misha's torso. Thier eyes were fixed on the large tv, witch was playing the delightful movie Forest Gump.

"Ready to go? Or do you just want to stay here?" Misha asked, turning his head to face Jensen.

"I wanna take you out to a local bar if it's okay?"

"I'll go anywhere with you."

Misha kissed Jensen's fanfiction-perfect lips. He hesitantly stood up, Jenny's arms fell to the couch. He pouted, the cool air touched the patch of skin showing on his stomach, where Jensen's hands were.

~•~

The crisp smell of alcohol burned Misha's nose as he stepped inside. Jensen got caught up holding the heavy black door for the parade of people comming inside. Misha was just pushed along like a small fish in a large school, in the middle of the ocean. He whimpered as the croud of people trampled him. Jensen found him and picked him up on his shoulders. Only untill they got out of the cround and over to the side.

"Its usually not this crowded." He looked around. "I don't know what's going on." Thats when he heard the screeching noise of a guitar being plugged up to an amp. "Anyways, do you want me to get us some drinks."
Misha nodded, Jensen stole a kiss before he walked over to the bar.

He noticed a familiar face sipping from a bud light.

"Sam?" Jensen asked, sitting down beside him.

"Jensen! Wow. So good to see you again." Sam sorta side hugged him.

"Are you playing here tonight?"

"Yeah!" Sam smiled. "You didn't come here alone did you?"

Jensen shook his head. "I'm actually over her to get drinks for me and my date."

"Really? Who's the lucky girl?"

Jensen coughed a bit. "Uh.. Actually...I ts Guy. Misha. One of my co-stars from Supernatural."

Sam laughed. "My mistake. Anyways, i have a new song that i wrote. I'm playing it for the first time ever tonight."

"Im glad i get to hear it."

Jensen ordered two beers and made his way back to Misha.

"Hey babe. An old friend is playing tonight. Sam Grow. He's from Maryland. We sorta just met at this bar a few years back. It was the first time he was on tour."

"Nice." Misha took his drink. "I'm not drinking anymore than this. Someone needs to drive home."

"I'm gonna try and be responsible."

~•~

Sam got up on stage. Jensen and Misha made thier way towards the stage. Misha was dragging Jensen behind him. Jensen's hands were already all over Misha. He wasn't being responsible like he said.

"How are y'all doing tonight?"

Jensen screamed

"Ow my ear!" Misha whinned.

"Sorry." Jensen kissed him.

"Alright I'm gonna start with an original song that I've never played before. So everyone grab the love of your life. Its called 'That Close to You.'"

Jensen wrapped his arms around Misha and kissed the back of his neck. Butterflys flapped thier wings in Misha's stomach as he felt Jensen's lips against his skin.

"If i walked up to you, talk real smooth, throw a pick up line or two, baby would you hear me?
And what would you think if i bought you a drink? I know you know that's scene, but baby would you see me?
You've been sitting over there playing with a bar napkin. I'm over here but i wanna be next to you.
I wanna be closer than that red dress red lip-stick. Marlboro red taste on your kiss. The tattoo on your skin, that can feel my breathing in. I wanna be that touch tonight. The chills runnig up your spine. So tell me what i gotta do, to get that close to you.
If i took a chance, reach for your hand, pulled you on the floor to dance, baby would you follow?
If i spun you right, held you tight, would we have to end the night? Or could be dance till tomorrow?
Cause I wanna be closer than that red dress red lip-stick. Marlboro red taste on your kiss. The tattoo on your skin, that can feel my breathing in. I wanna be that touch tonight. The chills runnig up your spine. So tell me what i gotta do, to get that close to you.
Tell me what I gotta do. To be the one who's loving you. Yeah! I wanna be closer than that red dress red lip-stick. Marlboro red taste on your kiss. The tattoo on your skin, that can feel my breathing in. I wanna be that touch tonight. The chills runnig up your spine. So tell me what i gotta do, to get that close to you.
Ohhhh, to get that close to you.
If i walked up to you, talk real smooth, throw a pick up line or two, baby would you hear me?
And what would you think if i bought you a drink? I know you know that's scene, but baby would you see me?"

Misha couldn't help but smile. He knew that the love of his life was standing right beside him. He knew that Jensen would be the chills up his spine, the fingers on his skin, the breath on his neck.

They danced, well Misha danced. Jensen was a mess on his feet, but swayed his hips along to the beat.

~•~

Misha held his stomach as he laughed. Jensen pulled him behind him as they ran through the parking lot, back to the car. Drunk Jensen singing, again. Misha could keep up as laughter overcame him.

"What's so funny?"

"You!" Misha tried to pull himself together. "You are just running around the parking lot making random noises and-" Jensen tripped and was laying on the blacktop. "Are you okay?"

"Ow!" He stood up, with the help of his boyfriend, and rubbed his butt. "Im fine," he pouted.

"Okay good." Misha laughed again. Jensen had made a complete fool out of himself. Running around a busy parking lot, making bird noises, and now tripping. Misha chased behind him trying to get him to settle down, but it didn't work. It looked like two wasted guys just running around. It was even worse that it was 2am.

"Let's just go home love."

The bar wasn't even 20 minutes away from thier house, but Jensen was passes out in the passenger seat. Misha stopped himself from turning the radio up, to let Jenny sleep.

Misha shook him, and Jensen whinned. "Go awaayyyy."

"C'mon lazy a$$. Get up so we can go to bed."

He wouldn't budge. Misha had to pretty much drag him inside. He flopped Jensen's body on the couch. He crawled on top of him as a blanket and shortly fell asleep on Jensen's warm chest. His heart beat slow, and pounding againt Misha's body. It was perfect. It was what he had always wanted. The only time he was ever happy, was with Jensen.

"Good morning," Misha moaned into Jensen's chest.

Jensen wiped his eyes, hungover and sick to his stomach. "Ughhhggh. My head hurts."

Misha kissed Jensen's forehead and got up. "Just rest okay." He found his phone and sat in the chair beside the couch.

"Hola Mishamigos, had a rough nite at a bar. Jenny isnt feelin too good." He posted a picture that he took. Jensen passed out on the couch, his hair a mess, and his arms and legs spread out. It was cute and funny.

"Are you hungry?" He finally managed to get out. He earned a groan from Jensen, but nothing else. He decided to take care of his 'sick puppy.' He poured a glass of ginger-ale and set it on the table beside the couch. He found an extra blanket and wrapped him up like a bae-rito (burrito.) Finally he brought out the bathroom trashcan, just in case Jensen decided to throw up.

Misha decided to read some fanfiction, since he's destiel trash #1.

He was startled by the abrupt sound of Jensen's phone ringing. The called ID read 'Uncle Ryan.'

"Jensen, wake up baby. Your uncle is calling." Misha wiped the forming beads of sweat off of Jensen's forehead. He then gave Jensen his ringing phone.

"Hello." Jensen said plainly.

"Heyyy. I heard you were back in town. Wanna come over later? Im cooking on the grill. Most of the family is comming over. Your horses missed you."

Jensen sat up, and widenes his eyes. "Ace and Spade! My boys. Have you been taking good care of them?"

"Of course!"

"Yay!" Jensen cheered. "I'm actually kinda hung over right now. I don't feel good. But i wanna come see them. Oh and can i bring a plus one?"

Uncle Ryan was silent.

"I mean. I don't have to, but I'd like to."

"Well a lot of people will be here. Pretty much your whole family is coming. They will probably want you to be social and not hanging with a friend the whole time. Unless this person is family too."

"Can i make exception for my special someone?" Jensen pleaded.

"Why didn't you tell me that you had a girlfriend?" There was hope in his uncle's voice. "Of course you can bring her."

He chewed the inside of his cheek. "Actually... I don't have a girlfriend..."

"What do you mean then? Your mother? My ex-wife?" He joked.

"Just can i bring them? I'll explain later."

"Yeah. Fine. Just make sure you spend time with us."

"Well do. I'll be over in a couple hours." He hung up fast and stared at Misha. "Looks like we are going to my Uncle's ranch for dinner. My family wants to see me. He's doing a cookout or whatever. I'm excited because i get to see my horses."

"Awesome. I hope you have fun babe."

"No, you're comming with me. I'm showwing you off. Im so proud to have you. And mabye then we can ride the horses?'

Misha sucked his teeth. "I've never ridden a horse. I'll probably make a fool out of myself."

"You've ridden a horse before," he smirked and pointed to himself. "But seriously, I'll help you. It will be okay."

"Yeah. Oh yeah. You were a rough ride! I struggled to stay on. But i loved every second of it." Misha smiled. "I'm just worried. How will your family react to me? Will they like me? What if they don't, and then kick you out. What if i ruin everything?"

"Don't think about it like that." Jensen wiped his mouth and grabbed Misha's hands. "Everything is gonna be okay."

"Okay Daddy..."

I cant believe this story has over 1k reads already! Thank you to eveyone who has read. Please tell me if you still like this fic!! I love y'all so much!! ~ thanks chu <3 - Aiden