Avoiding Jensen was a lot harder to do when you're a guest in his house and sleep in the same bed. Marissa distracted herself from the man she was in love with by doing the typical thing younger people were doing nowadays; she stayed glued to her phone. Which also sucked for a fact that a lot of people she was acquaintances with were sending her either Cockles/J2 tinhat rumours or it was about how much Danneel and Jensen were in love and she was a young, immature cover up to everything.

If there was a link in any message, whether it be DM, PM, text, whatever, Marissa wasn't checking it. And she stayed the fuck away from Tumblr as much as possible. Unless Cleo sent her a funny animal post. Marissa would always be down for funny animal posts. Always.

Jensen probably knew something was going on. He would look at her and just kinda narrow his eyes, cock his head a little to the side, like he was thinking. And it was one of the most infuriating things to witness, as well as one of the most adorable. Marissa hated when Jensen looked at her with such intense interest, it made her want to spill her guts to him. But, the part of her that was steeled from all the offhand comments about her being annoying told her to just push it down. She could deal with her own crap instead of feeling like she was forcing someone to help her.

And as much as she knew Jensen cared about her, it was simply in her coding to forget and ignore and push down because she was not used bothering anyone with her feelings. What even were feelings? Marissa didn't know them, nor did she want to.

Still, Jensen and her spent every waking moment together leading up to her departure to go back to Vancouver. Jensen had about another week that he was going to spend with Oscar and JJ, hanging around his beautiful mansion. And probably spending time with Jared too. Marissa tried not to think about how Jensen was probably annoyed at hanging out with her. Still, she tried not to think about it, just bask in the way that Jensen held her and made her feel warmth and loved.

It was the night two days before she was supposed to leave. Marissa had been crawling into bed, wearing only her underwear and one of Jensen's shirt. She was deciding how she was going to sneak some of Jensen's clothes into her suitcase, staring over at the filled bag, her eyebrows furrowed. Jensen was in the bathroom, taking his time to get ready for bed, instead of like Marissa who had sped through her nightly routine.

When she heard the door to the bathroom open, she turned to see a fluffy haired Jensen in just some pajama pants. His stomach and chest were on full display, as well as the beautiful tattoo. He walked over to the bed and flopped down onto his side of it. Marissa's hand went immediately to his skin, rubbing soothingly as she smiled gently down at him.

"I can't believe you're leaving soon," Jensen told her, turning his head to the side so that his voice wouldn't be muffled by the bed. Marissa thought about Flynn Rider when he first gets in Rapunzel's tower and she knocked him out. Even though she also couldn't help thinking about how everyone in the fandom compared him to Rapunzel due to his eyes.

"Oh, you're not too sad. You're probably getting annoyed at me by now," Marissa said, brushing a hand through Jensen's hair, scratching a little at his scalp.

Jensen let out a sigh, hoisting himself onto his elbows to look at her. His head cocked to the side a little as Marissa's hands fell back to herself. He was giving her that look again, like he was trying to figure her out. "Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" Marissa asked.

"Put yourself down," Jensen mumbled, moving so that he was resting his chin on her knee. She was sitting cross-legged, fiddling with her hands in her lap. One of his beautiful hands rested on her's, and she looked into those almost too green eyes. "You're amazing, and nice, and beautiful, and I'm so lucky to have you."

"So, I'm not to young for you?" Marissa whispered, looking down at her hands again. This time, she started fidgeting with Jensen's, tracing over the palm lightly before flipping it over and poking at the freckles.

"Too young?" Jensen's voice and scoff made Marissa look back at him. He had his eyebrows raised and a very Dean-like expression on his face. "Where would you get that idea?" Suddenly, his face melted into one of understanding. The man pushed himself up, scooching over so that he was in Marissa's space and wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into his chest. Marissa let her body fall until her face was in Jensen's bare chest. "Mari, honey, please don't listen to the people on the internet. I started dating you because I thought you were funny and likeable, not because it was some stunt to get more publicity. I'm not trying to hide a secret relationship between me and Jared/Misha. I'm not hiding the fact that me and Danneel are still together for some elaborate ploy to get me 'back in circulation'. I love you, you have no need to get insecure!"

Marissa nodded, maneuvering herself so that she was in Jensen's lap, hugging the man around his princess waist. "It doesn't help that my dad likes to point it out every chance he gets."

"Yeah, well, your dad is an asshole," Jensen told her, planting a kiss to her hair before pulling her closer to his body. Marissa snuggled in deeper, taking in Jensen's natural musk that she now knew why Jared said he missed so much. Jensen smelt good on a regular day, wearing his cologne and looking like the Adonis that he is. But just him out of the shower, only barely there traces of his body wash smelt just as, if not more, amazing than it.

When she peaked out of her hiding spot against his skin, he was looking down at her, double chin prominent. It made her giggle, smiling widely as she leaned up to catch his lips in a kiss. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me."

Jensen's hands ran down her back before settling on her bum, pulling her even closer. "I could say the same about you. I love you."

"I love you too."