2 Misha/Sebastian ficlets.
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theinsaneeraserTitle: The Sign
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theinsaneeraser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Schmoop, fluff, humour.
Pairing: Misha Collins/Sebastian Roché
Other Characters: None
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Un-beta’d?
Word Count: 314.
Summary: Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle, because it fitted him perfectly.
Author's Note: Short fic I made for someone on Tumblr!
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Misha had been gone to long. He’d said he was only going to grab something to eat, but in Misha speak that could mean going to kidnap a minion or buy souls, so Sebastian excused himself as well and went on the hunt.
It didn’t take him long to find Misha, who was staring at a sign.
The sign was made of paper and said in thick-bold letters “CRAFTY” with an arrow pointing towards the food table. Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle, because it fitted him perfectly, and as he was dressed up as Cas, why not amuse the fans a little.
“Misha.” he said, his acent a little thicker then normal. “Make a pose.”
Misha lifted his head before grinning and making a sort-of serious face, bending slightly so his face was level with the sign and looked towards Sebastian, who snapped the photo. Seb, happy with the result, turned on the timer and placed it on the ledge of the building behind them. He then quickly stepped towards Misha, still in his Balthazar get-up and crossed his arms, smiling.
He heard a tearing sound and lifted his eyes to see Misha holding the sign down at him, eyebrow raised, serious “Cas” face back on and Sebastian couldn’t help but smile bigger.
There was a flash and the picture was taken. He knew the fans would enjoy this, and so he stepped forwards so he could send it, but a hand grasped his. He only had time to suck in some air before Misha’s chapped lips were against his own. He was shocked at first before he kissed back, the kiss short but deep before Misha pulled away, grinning.
“What was that for?” Sebastian asked, blinking away the slight dizzy feeling.
“I just wanted to.” he grinned and walked away, heading back towards set.
He’d never understand this man.
But still, he smiled.
Title: Sunset in Vancouver
Author:theinsaneeraser
Rating: PG
Genre: Schmoop, fluff, humour.
Pairing: Misha Collins/Sebastian Roché
Other Characters: None
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Un-beta’d?
Word Count: 136.
Summary: You know what they are going to think, with all those photo’s we keep tweeting...
Author's Note: Short fic I made for someone on Tumblr!
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Sebastian brought the beer to his lips as he looked on at the sunset. He quickly took out his cell phone, relaxing against the windshield as Misha shifted beside him to draw closer. He snapped the picture and tweeted it, a long with the words ‘Sunset over Vancouver!!!!’. He smiles and closed his phone, wrapping an arm around the man curled around him.
“You know what they are going to think, with all those photo’s we keep tweeting, or well, you keep tweeting.”
“I know.” Sebastian smiles and takes another sip before Misha’s lips replace the lip of the bottle and he kisses back, placing his beer down, ignoring the sound of it hitting the pavement and smashing because all that truly matter is this, being with Misha.
Let the fans talk, they’d probably be right.
Author:
theinsaneeraserRating: PG-13
Genre: Schmoop, fluff, humour.
Pairing: Misha Collins/Sebastian Roché
Other Characters: None
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Un-beta’d?
Word Count: 314.
Summary: Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle, because it fitted him perfectly.
Author's Note: Short fic I made for someone on Tumblr!
Misha had been gone to long. He’d said he was only going to grab something to eat, but in Misha speak that could mean going to kidnap a minion or buy souls, so Sebastian excused himself as well and went on the hunt.
It didn’t take him long to find Misha, who was staring at a sign.
The sign was made of paper and said in thick-bold letters “CRAFTY” with an arrow pointing towards the food table. Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle, because it fitted him perfectly, and as he was dressed up as Cas, why not amuse the fans a little.
“Misha.” he said, his acent a little thicker then normal. “Make a pose.”
Misha lifted his head before grinning and making a sort-of serious face, bending slightly so his face was level with the sign and looked towards Sebastian, who snapped the photo. Seb, happy with the result, turned on the timer and placed it on the ledge of the building behind them. He then quickly stepped towards Misha, still in his Balthazar get-up and crossed his arms, smiling.
He heard a tearing sound and lifted his eyes to see Misha holding the sign down at him, eyebrow raised, serious “Cas” face back on and Sebastian couldn’t help but smile bigger.
There was a flash and the picture was taken. He knew the fans would enjoy this, and so he stepped forwards so he could send it, but a hand grasped his. He only had time to suck in some air before Misha’s chapped lips were against his own. He was shocked at first before he kissed back, the kiss short but deep before Misha pulled away, grinning.
“What was that for?” Sebastian asked, blinking away the slight dizzy feeling.
“I just wanted to.” he grinned and walked away, heading back towards set.
He’d never understand this man.
But still, he smiled.
Title: Sunset in Vancouver
Author:
theinsaneeraserRating: PG
Genre: Schmoop, fluff, humour.
Pairing: Misha Collins/Sebastian Roché
Other Characters: None
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Un-beta’d?
Word Count: 136.
Summary: You know what they are going to think, with all those photo’s we keep tweeting...
Author's Note: Short fic I made for someone on Tumblr!
Sebastian brought the beer to his lips as he looked on at the sunset. He quickly took out his cell phone, relaxing against the windshield as Misha shifted beside him to draw closer. He snapped the picture and tweeted it, a long with the words ‘Sunset over Vancouver!!!!’. He smiles and closed his phone, wrapping an arm around the man curled around him.
“You know what they are going to think, with all those photo’s we keep tweeting, or well, you keep tweeting.”
“I know.” Sebastian smiles and takes another sip before Misha’s lips replace the lip of the bottle and he kisses back, placing his beer down, ignoring the sound of it hitting the pavement and smashing because all that truly matter is this, being with Misha.
Let the fans talk, they’d probably be right.
