Waking up the next morning, it took some time for your groggy mind to remember why your bed was extra comfortable, or why the sun wasn't hitting you in the face like usual. Pulling on the sheets, you tried to cover your head, wanting nothing more than to fall back asleep. You didn't have to be on set until late that afternoon, and you loved to sleep in on those mornings. But you could literally feel the music as it pounded through the house. Not loud enough to actually hear the words, the beat was forceful enough that you knew sleeping was out of the question.

Yawning, you slipped out of the silky sheets, brushing your hair back from your face with your hands as you remembered why everything seemed so different. Last night had been your first night as Jared's roommate. The two of you had stayed up late into the night, enjoying the cheesecake you had bought, along with a couple of glasses of wine. When he had walked you to your door, kissing you on your cheek it had been after midnight, and you had fallen straight into bed.

Still in your sleep shorts and tank top, you slipped out of your room, making your way down the stairs. The music was louder down here, coming from a room off of the garage. Heading straight for the kitchen, you poured yourself a cup of coffee just as the music turned off. You could hear footsteps seconds before a very sweaty, breathing hard Jared came into the kitchen, using a towel to wipe off the sweat from his face. He was wearing a tank top, along with basketball shorts, and you couldn't help but take in the muscular arms, and the thin but strong legs of his. Even sweaty the man looked amazing, and you wanted nothing more than for him to kiss you senseless.

"Sorry, did the music wake you?" He asked, before pouring himself a glass of orange juice. Hopping up onto the counter, you took another sip before shrugging your shoulders.

"It was about time I was awake anyways." You told him, as came to stand in front of you.

"I'll try to remember to turn it down tomorrow. It's been a while since I've lived with anyone, and I didn't even think." He apologized, standing in between your legs, softly kissing you. "But it's nice having you here in the morning. Especially dressed like that." He told you, staring down at your tank top and shorts.

"It was weird, waking up here." You started, watching as the smile kind of faltered on his face. "But I liked it."

"Now, how about breakfast?" He asked, stepping back. "I've got eggs, bacon, veggies."

"So you weren't kidding when you said you wanted me to move in because of my cooking." You teased, hopping down from the counter, getting busy on breakfast.

The rest of the morning went smoothly. The two of you moved about well in the kitchen, fixing up breakfast and munching away at the small table in the corner. Afterwards you split ways, heading up to your room to slowly get ready for the day. Jared emerged from his office as you came back down the stairs, dressed in your normal attire of jeans and a baseball tee. "Ready to get this show on the road?" He asked you, as he grabbed his keys. Following him, you climbed into the passenger seat, pulling out your phone as you did. "Isn't there a convention this weekend?" You asked him, scrolling through your calendar.

"Of course there is. It's your first one." He replied, looking at you weirdly. Truthfully, you hadn't forgotten, but you were nervous, and with the added stress of your relationship with Jared, you weren't sure how it would go.

"Sorry, I'm just a little nervous about it." You answered, as he concentrated on driving. "What if the fans are horrible to me? After what they said on the internet."

"It's a different type of atmosphere at the conventions. You will love it, and I will be there with you the entire time." He assured you just as he pulled into the studio's lot. After giving him a quick peck on the cheek, you headed to your trailer, just in time for your fitting of the day.

The rest of the day passed quickly. Even though you weren't actually filming anything until that evening, you were kept busy.A new wardrobe was going to be in place for your character, and you had to be fitted for everything. Make up came and went, practicing a couple of different looks on you.

As you sat there, scrolling through your phone during a seldom quiet moment, a knock sounded on your door, and Jim stepped inside. "Y/N, can I talk to you for a moment?" He asked you, and you nodded, putting your phone in your pocket.

Standing there awkwardly, he shoved his hands in his pockets before finally speaking. "I was just wondering how this relationship thing with Jared was going. It's been pretty quiet after that day in the park, and I was hoping that it didn't mess things up between the two of you."

"No, we're still together. In fact we've kind of stepped it up a little." You told him, wondering why your relationship was so important to him.

"Good, good." He hummed. "Well, you see. The publicity your picture in the park brought us really spiked viewers, and I was hoping we'd be getting something like that again."

Frowning, you knew exactly what he was getting at. "You want to use our relationship to bolster viewers. Even if it's bad publicity."

"Bad publicity is still publicity. And it's not like I'm forcing anything. The two of you are together. Maybe you could just be...I don't know...seen a little bit more?" He offered.

"I'll think about it." You replied, just as your PA called you to set. Waiting for Jim to leave, you followed Stephanie to building A, where you would began filming a stressful scene with Jensen. Your character was involved with Dean, which made things even more interesting on set since you were dating Jared.

"Is everything okay?" Jensen whispered as the two of you stood on your marks, waiting for the director's say so.

"They want to use Jared and I's relationship for publicity." You told him, watching as he frowned.

"Wait, weren't the two of you trying to keep it quiet? He told me you moved in, but as more of a roommate." He answered, but you didn't have a chance to answer. Switching over to your badass character, you tried to push everything behind you, concentrating on the fact that Dean was trying to push your character away

It was a grueling couple of hours before your scenes were filmed to the director's satisfaction, and you felt bad for pretending to slap Jensen as many times as you had. "Remind me to tell Jared not to get on your bad side." He teased, rubbing the cheek you might have accidentally hit once or twice.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get that close." You apologized for the fifth time. Slinging his arm over your shoulder, he walked with you to where the trailers were.

"It's all good." He assured you. "But for the other thing we talked about before. Do what feels comfortable. They can't force you to use your relationship for the show. If you and Jared want to keep it under wraps for now, then do it. The negativity and curiosity has already died down from that picture."

"Thank you Jensen." You told him, giving him a quick hug before bounding up to your trailer. Quickly changing out of your costume, you slipped on your regular clothes just as Jared knocked on your door.

"Your chariot awaits." He told you, bowing down to you, and you couldn't help the giggle that had escaped.

"How kind." You answered, letting him wrap his arm around you, pulling you tight to his body. Letting him open the car door for you, you slid into his car, waiting for him to climb into the driver's side.

"Jared, did Jim come talk to you?" You asked him as he waved goodbye to the night security guard.

"Nope." He answered, as he pulled out onto the interstate.

"Well, he came and talked to me. Told me that he wanted more publicity from our relationship."

Jared glanced your way, a frown on his face. "He had the nerve to say that? What did you say?"

"I told him I'd think about it. I didn't want to say no. I'm not a regular star like you are. He could kill my character off at any moment. I didn't want to get on his bad side." You explained, watching as he features darkened even more.

"I'll talk with him tomorrow. He has to know how stressful the first time was on you." Jared growled.

"Jared, I don't want it to be a big issue." You told him. "I just want to be with you, damn all the things saying we shouldn't be. I know I'm a lot younger than you, but why does it have to be such a big deal. Why can't we just have a normal relationship?"

Reaching over, he squeezed your knee. "I wish we could have one too. But we're actors, and normal really isn't a thing for us."