Summary: You get a call from your ex, Jared, to work a few scenes on the set of Supernatural as a hunter that takes a liking to Dean. The producers love the chemistry between you and Jensen, so they decide to give you a full-time gig. Feelings for Jared come back in a flush, but over time as your character falls for Dean you find yourself falling for Jensen.
Pairings: Ex!Jared X Actress! Reader, Dean Winchester X Hunter! Reader (and single! Jensen X Actress! Reader in the future)
Warnings: mentions of cheating, angst, suspense,
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“Y/N, open the door!” A man’s slurring words startle you awake. You press your palm to your forehead and bring it down to glance at your watch. You wonder who could be banging on your door at 4:43 in the morning. It happens again, “Y/N, damn it. If you don’t come open this-” you run over and unlatch the deadbolt, then twist the lock on the door before swinging it open.
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“Where’s your key?” You ask as your fiance stumbles in right past you, almost knocking you into the wall.
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“I lost it,” he says in one heavy breath.
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“Well, what the hell are you so mad at me for? I should have left you out there to sleep in the hallway… are you drunk?”
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“So what if I am?”
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“You promised you wouldn’t drink anymore.”
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“I never.” You roll your eyes and push past him to the closet and start throwing clothing into a bag. “Where do you think you’re going?”
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“I got a call about a job on the set of Supernatural. I didn’t want to go, but I need to get away from here.”
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“Supernatural…isn’t your ex on that show?”
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You stand up straight and look him straight in his dilated pupils, “yes, as a matter of fact, he’s the one that called me.”
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“Really Y/N/N? You’re not even gonna pretend, or beat around the bush?” He slurs.
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“No. Why would I? There’s nothing going on between him and me. I have nothing to hide,” you say loudly, then dropping your voice to a barely audible and raspy whisper say, “the same can’t be said for you, though.”
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“What are you talking about?” He says, inching toward you, anger littered on his drooping face.
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“Come on,” you say while zipping up your suitcase. “You don’t need to lie anymore. You leave on these ‘business trips’ and don’t come home for, sometimes, weeks at a time, and when you do you think I’m oblivious to your new smell, new clothes, and the damn bruises on your neck. I’m so sick of it.”
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You let out a long sigh and look around your beautifully decorated flat. You soak it all in as new bravery hits your being. Opening your closet again, you grab a new bag - a much larger one - and head into the bathroom. Drunk Greg follows you with a steady watch on your every move.
“That’s a ridiculous claim, babe. I am gone for work, nothing is going on between me and Janese.”
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You shovel your toiletries into the bag and shoot a piercing glance up at Greg, “I never even said her name, you lying piece of shit.”
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The two of you spend the next hour arguing as you collect your items from the house. You don’t own much, but you want to make sure you never have a reason to return. Setting your key on the coffee table, the last things you grab are your favorite coffee mug, pen, and your phone charger and start for the door.
“Here,” you say ripping the ring off of your finger and throw it into the kitchen sink, “don’t ever talk to me again.”
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You glare at his messy face, knowing you’re making the right decision no matter how badly it hurts. You slam the door behind you and head down the hallway, trying to be quicker than the tears. You pay no mind to your old neighbors as you run down the hall, then the steps, and out of the door to the parking lot.
Closing the door behind you, you cover your face with your hands and let out the wails you held in for so long. You never wanted it to be true, but he’d confirmed it many times. You brace yourself for a long drive to the airport.
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Your thoughts race and the tears come and go as you glance out across both sides of the bridge at the beautiful water underneath it. The town is quite small, but you’re not going to miss it.
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For part of the flight, you stared out of the window, wondering what your life would be like if you and Jared had never broken up in the first place. You’d seen him in passing and had given conceding nods and small, heart-wrenching smiles. But other than those few times, you hadn’t spoken to him in years. The other half of the flight, you tried to get in a few hours of sleep.
Making it on the ground in Los Angeles, where you were asked to meet the crew, you rent a car and drive to the address Jared had given you. Shutting off your engine, you pull out your phone and dial a number you’d never forgotten.
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“Hey there, Y/N,” Jared’s voice coming through the speaker of your phone feels just like a knife to your esophagus.
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You clear your throat, “uh, yeah. Hi. Uh, I’m here. Should I head in, or-“
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”Yes! We’re right by the door. Come on in.”
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You slip your phone into your jacket pocket and take a few deep breaths in, mustering up the courage to open your door. Your steps feel heavy, and sluggish as you make your way to the entrance.
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Before you can grip into the handle, the door flies open and laughter from Jensen and Jared hits you in the face. Jensen playfully hits Jared in the arm, taking a few steps towards your frozen body before noticing you.
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When he does, his eyes go wide and his arms open. “Y/N!” He exclaims, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a tight hug. He shakes you a few times and pats you on your back before letting go. “Oh my gosh! How long has it been?”
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He turns to Jared. Jared gives a soft nod, smiling lightly before pulling you into a small hug. “It has been a while, now,” you say when Jared releases you.
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“What? Like, seven or eight years now?”
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Jensen chuckles airily, “yeah, that sounds about right.”
You focus on the concrete below your feet, letting your eyes trail up to their figures. They’re more fit since the last time you saw them. Jensen’s eyes have more wrinkles and somehow Jared’s hair still looks flawless. Focusing on their arms, you notice how much they’ve bulked up. His hands, still muscular than ever and there’s - is that?
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“You’re married?” You ask Jared. You meant for it to be authentically genuine and have excitement from you, but your tone was bitter and envious. Your cheeks fill, and the hopes that they hadn’t caught on we’re broken with their exchange of a glance and Jared clearing his throat.
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“Uh, yeah,” he chuckles softly, looking down at his hand with a wide smile. “Yeah, what about you?”
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He gestures to your hand, tilting his head and so obviously shifting the spotlight onto you. “I heard through the grapevine that you were engaged.”
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You twist your fingers in your hands, causing them to turn white at the clamp you’ve got on them. Your breath escapes you. Moving your eyes between the two of them, you force a smile and decide to lie, “I’m getting my ring resized, Greg’s gonna pick it up when it’s done and keep it safe for me.”
The guys squint an eye almost simultaneously. “We’ve delayed the wedding until you guys don’t need me here anymore,” you add. They both give you a nod and gesture to the door.
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“Well, let's head in. I’ll introduce you to everyone and we’ll fly out to set in the morning.”
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