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This was the best day ever.
Danneel, who Jensen learned was the name of the pretty red head he was currently flirting with, was giggling at Jensen's lame joke attempt like it was the funniest thing she heard.
Normally, Jensen would be feeling like some kind of a loser for making a joke like that, but her laugh seemed genuine enough that Jensen was only feeling the adrenaline rush of the possibility of hooking up with this beauty in front of him.
Jensen first saw her when she was talking to his employee on a busy work day at his brewery. It believing his eyes, Jensen had to double take what he was witnessing because there was no way he was in the presence of his dream girl.
Long straight red hair pulled up in an artfully messy pony tail, dark eyes sparkling as she gave her order, pearly white teeth visible as she smiled bright enough to make the sun jealous of her shine, cute button nose wrinkling at sides when she laughed freely...
She was beautiful.
And Jensen had to learn who she was.
Quickly making his way to the woman, Jensen made sure to put on his most charming smile as he subtly moved his employee out of the way to keep her distracted from the sudden very unnecessary change of personnel.
Being the owner of the brewery, Jensen made sure to take every advantage of that fact as he spent a considerable time chatting with her.
To Jensen's pleasure, Danneel was not only beautiful, but she was super clever, extremely funny, and surprisingly kind as well. Sure that he hit the jackpot, Jensen made a promise to himself that he had to have her in his life.
But to have that, he had to get her number first.
A minute later he realized he was nervous for nothing when she had given him her number herself without waiting for Jensen to ask for it.
Turns out she had to leave but oh well, Jensen still got her number. That's all that mattered to him for now.
To not look like an eager dog promised for a walk on the first day they met, Jensen decided to wait until that night to send her a text.
This was the longest day of Jensen's life.
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Misha, to put it in short, was tired as hell. He was regretting deciding to do his own stunts with his whole being right now, but he was known for his stubbornness and he wasn't going to give up just yet.
Misha lay on his trailer's bed face down for the next five minutes trying to catch his breath.
Oh, he was getting old.
Now that Misha thought of it, maybe giving up wasn't a bad idea—
His phone beeped.
Thinking it was from his mother, Misha reached for his phone with shaking hands. He raised an elegant eyebrow when he saw it was a text message from an unknown number.
Inquired, Misha sat up on his bed and checked what it was saying.
Unknown Number [8:02 pm]
< Hello, Lovely! Remember me?
Misha absolutely did not remember this person, he didn't even know who this was, but being the adventurous soul he is, he decided to play along. This was probably a fan of his anyway. This wouldn't be the first fan of his who found about his number from God knows where.
Misha Collins [8:07 pm]
> How could I forget you? You are all I can think about lately.
Snickering at his own text, Misha waited for the stranger's reply.
This was going to be so fun!