Supernatural one shots

They see me rollin', they hatin'..[Jared xReader]

"Shh...you're gonna get a pillow to the face if you don't be quiet." You say sarcastically, slowly opening your eyes. You see four heads snap in your direction. Looking around the trailer, you find four people—Jared, Jensen, Misha, and Mark S.

"Sorry, hey. You okay? How are you feeling? Do you need anything?" Jared asks, worriedly.

"I'm fine, Mother."  You laugh, giving him a sarcastic smirk.
"Yup, she's good." Jensen laughs, shaking his head.
Jared flips his hair and scoffs, "honey, I'll take care of you real good." He says dramatically.
You, Shepard, Jensen and Misha bust out laughing, Jared joins in a moment later, once he's done being dramatic.

You felt a hand squeeze yours and you looked down at the intertwined fingers, following the arm connected, only to end up looking into Jared's ever-changing hazel eyes.

"Hi." You whisper.
"Hey. Seriously, are you okay?" He asks, worry in his eyes.
"Really, I'm good, Jare." You say, as Jared places an elbow between your hip and the back of the couch, his arm draped over your waist, still holding your hand. You blush at the close contact. True, you and Jared are pretty damn close in general, but he wasn't this touchy-feely in front of the guys. What happened while i was out? You asked yourself.

"How long have I been out?" You ask, squeezing Jared's hand before you bring it up to your lips, leaving a kiss on the back of it. You look up and catch a small smile from him.

"A couple of hours." Jensen replied, grabbing a bottle of water and a couple of pills, assuming it was headache medicine. "Here, kid, drink up."

"Thanks." You say, sitting up and popping the meds into your mouth, washing them down with water. "You know, no matter how many times you call me kid, I'm still around the same age as y'all." You laugh, shaking your head, which only caused a nauseous feeling. You groaned. This is going to be a long night.

"But you're still the youngest." Misha says, chuckling.

"Shut it, old man!" You point your finger, a pout on your lips and your brows furrowed. "What if Shepard is the youngest?" You waggled your eye brows, winking at him as he chuckled.

"How nice of a compliment, darling. You're still the squirt of the family." He laughed, making Jensen fist pump the air in victory.

You groaned and laughed, shaking your head. Which was a mistake, because it made you feel dizzy/nauseous again. Wait, no, that's not a feeling, that's actually something coming up.

You let go of Jared's hand and spring up off the couch, sprinting to your bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time. Within seconds of putting the seat up and landing on your knees, you upchuck whatever was in your stomach.

"Uh....fuck." You groaned. You wrap your hair around your hand as you puked again. "Well, there goes my lunch." You close your eyes, resting your head on your arm that's laid across the toilet bowl. Waiting to see if you'll vomit again, someone comes in and starts rubbing your back. "This sucks."

"I know." Jared says, rubbing your back in slow, relaxing circles. He grabs your hair as you let it go, puking the rest of the contents in your stomach up.

"I think... I think I'm good." You say in between breaths.  You lean back into Jared's chest, turning your body around, so your legs are draped across his thigh. He wraps his arms around your waist.

"Do you wanna go home or stay in your trailer?" He asks, unsure where you want to go.

"My trailers fine." You say. A minute later Jared picks you up bridal style and carries you to your bed. You burry your face into the crook of his neck, closing your eyes as the motion of his walk soothes you. He gently places you on your bed, kissing your forehead.