Sempiternally Supernatural [Discontinued] (Supernatural!Band Fanfic)

A Night at Tahmoh's

Misha's POV

Tahmoh drove Mark home first. After Mark had gotten out of Tahmoh's car, I climbed up from the back seat.

"You couldn't have gotten out and used the door?" Tahmoh laughed.

"Where's the fun in that?" I lightly shoved his shoulder. "Listen, that whole thing about me being tired was just to get Mark to stop asking those questions."

"Really?" He laughed, "you didn't want to answer his question about how big your-"

"Whoa, no I didn't! And I believe it was how long not big."

Tahmoh laughed again. "So, you wanna just hang at my place?"

"Sure," I didn't really feel like going back to Jensen, who would most likely be angry that I was drunk.

One of our songs came on the radio and I started singing. Soon enough, Tahmoh joined in and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. I forgot half the words and messed up several times. The song ended and we both laughed like idiots.

We got to his house and we went inside. He tossed his keys on the kitchen counter and kicked off his shoes. "There's beer in the fridge," he called out as he went into his room.

"Naw, I'm good," I flopped on the couch and noticed he had a PlayStation. I grabbed the pile of games and looked through them.

"Yeah.. I get bored a lot," he nodded at the games as he came back and sat down next to me.

"Wanna play something?"

"Uh, sure."

I held up a game that I've never heard of before, Burnout. "This any fun?" It seemed to be a racing game.

"Yeah, I guess. I haven't played it in awhile. It's far from new." He took it and put it in his PlayStation.

He handed me a remote and sat down again. His knee briefly brushed mine and an awkward moment passed. It was probably nothing.

We started the game and I found out that there's more stuff to do than race on it. You could create a car crash and see how many cars you can damage and there's several other things to do as well. It was entertaining to purposely crash the car into stuff.

After about half an hour, I started actually getting tired. Tahmoh must have figured so because he turned the game off and stood up to stretch. I stood up to, mainly because I didn't want to be at eye level with his ass.

"Hey, can I crash here tonight?"

He looked kind of surprised but recovered quickly, "yeah. Sure. Out here?" He indicated to the living room. "I'll get you a pillow and some blankets if you want."

"Sounds great," I smiled.

He went to a dresser that was against the wall and retrieved a blanket. He tossed it to me and said he'd be right back before going into his bedroom.

I unfolded the blanket and laid it out on the couch. I had to laugh as I realized that it was a Canadian flag blanket. He returned with a pillow and looked at me quizzically.

"Canada?"

"Oh," he understood. "Yeah, my family is originally from Canada."

"No shit. You're Canadian?"

He nodded and came over to give me the pillow. "You didn't know that?"

"No, I didn't."

He looked as if he was going to say something but then he turned and stood in his room's doorway. "So, uh. If you need anything..." He nodded towards his room and went in.

That was a little weird. But I guess it seemed so because I've never stayed the night here.