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You sat in your living room, waiting for Jared to come pick you up for your date. You were nervous, not having been on a date in years and you had only met Jared a few times around set. You had been a PA for years, helping out all the newer actors and fetching things like coffee and water, so when Jared asked you out, you were understandably shocked. But you said yes, which was why you had been shaking for 10 minutes and why you had thought about cancelling because of how scared you were. Your doorbell rang, jolting you out of your worry, and you got up to answer it. You opened the door to see Jared in a pair of jeans and a nice t-shirt, which accented his muscles. He smiled at you and looked you up and down.
"You ready," he asked as he held your screen door open for you as you walked out of your house, locking the wooden door behind you. Jared ran ahead of you so that he was able to get to his car first, opening the passenger's side door so that you could get in. What a perfect gentleman. You blushed a little as he smiled at you again and hopped into his side of the car. "So I was thinkin' we could hit this little diner that I saw around her once."
"That sounds great," you replied, smiling. He turned on the car and some country music came faintly through the speakers. You started drumming your fingers to it as you watched the world go by until the car came to a stop. You went to open your door but were surprised when Jared had already opened it. He held his hand out for you as you giggled and took it. You felt him stop as he looked at your finger. He eyed the small bumble bee that was hidden on the inside of your finger.
"Never pegged you for a tattoo kinda girl," he teased as he closed the door, lacing his fingers with yours.
Jensen:
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Beetlejuice had been your favorite movie since you were little. The horror/comedy aspect always made you smile, so when you were old enough, you wanted commemorate it in tattoo form. You were getting ready to start filming on the set of Supernatural, which you were excited about. You were able to show your tattoo, the artist giving you permission, and you had just gone to makeup. It felt kind of weird that your tattoo was still on display because you usually had to cover it, but the artist loved Supernatural and was happy to allow it.
You wandered towards set, running through your lines in your head. You were playing a hunter who stumbled upon the same hunt that they had. Your first day would be dialogue with Jensen and a couple fight scenes. The fight scenes were after lunch so you had time to prepare to be badass, but you didn't have too much time to prepare for the stuff with Jensen. You walked onto set and a few crew members came up to you to explain the shot and where you were going to stand. You stood on your mark and watched as Jensen smiled at you and reached out his hand.
"Jensen," he said simply as you went to shake his hand.
"(Y/N)." You saw him furrow his eyebrows at your tattoo and look up at you.
"Shouldn't that be covered up," he said as he looked intently at it. "Huh. I love Beetlejuice."
"Nope, I got special permission. And I do, too."
Misha:
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Who knew that Vancouver was so hot in the middle of September? You had all just gotten back for filming and it felt like Texas but on steroids. You walked your things to your trailer, wiping sweat off of your forehead and digging in your jean shorts' pockets looking for your key. You unlocked the trailer and walked in, turning on the fan and sitting in front of it. You unpacked your bag, sticking some things that you were going to need in the small bathroom that was provided for you when you heard a knock on the trailer door.
"Come in," you yelled as you made your way back out into the small kitchenette/living room portion of the trailer. Misha walked in and smiled at you. You walked up to him, giving him a hug and inviting him to sit with you. "How was your break?"
"It was good. The kids asked me to day 'hi' to you for them," he said as you saw his eyes drag down to the new tattoo on your forearm. "Did you just get that?" You nodded and lifted up your arm to admire it.
"Yeah. Isn't it cool? It's a quote from one of my favorite books, To Kill A Mockingbird."
"I like it. It's really...elegant." You smiled and thanked him.
"Now, let's go see how Jared and Jensen are going to react," you said and Misha chuckled a little as he followed you to their trailers.
