Jensen rubbed his sweaty palms on his designer jeans, grabbed the handle, and opened the door to the restaurant. He walked confidently up to the podium, gave the host his name, and patiently waited while she looked up his reservation. She smiled brightly, told him his date was already there, then grabbed a menu and led him to their table. 

It was in the back corner of the room, but Jensen couldn’t miss the broad shoulders and mess of hair waiting for him there. He’d met Jared at a concert the weekend before. It was rare he met someone bigger than he was, then there was Jared, all 6’5” of him. In the late spring Texas heat, he was so out of place in his long-sleeved shirt and beanie. Jensen hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of him. 

Unbeknownst to him, Jared had also noticed him, and during a break in the music had come over to strike up a conversation. They’d hit it off instantly and Jensen had gathered the courage to ask him out. So there they were, out to dinner for a first date. 

Jared was facing away from him as he approached the table, so Jensen placed a hand on his shoulder, feeling the solid muscle there, alerting him to his arrival. Jared turned to look up at him, then immediately stood and hugged him a little awkwardly since the gesture took Jensen by surprise and he stiffened. Jared held on for an extra moment after Jensen relaxed into the touch. He was a good hugger, and he smelled divine. 

“Hey,” Jared said as he pulled back and gestured for Jensen to sit across from him.

“Hey,” Jensen responded, feeling a little lame about it. He wasn’t usually so nervous, but there was something about Jared. 

They both sat, and then the host handed Jensen the menu, flipped his water cup over, and left. Jared smiled at Jensen, it made him more nervous while calming him, simultaneously. He seemed genuinely happy to be there with him. 

“I’m glad we could make this happen,” Jensen said, smiling back, then looking down at his menu.

“Me, too,” Jared agreed. “Have you been here before?” 

“A few times, for work. You?”

“Only once, but it was good.” 

Jensen nodded, then went back to his menu. He already knew what he wanted to order, but something about having Jared’s undivided attention was wracking his nerves. He wasn’t just nervous, he was excited, expectant even. He had the feeling that this was just the beginning of something amazing. 

The server came and took their order and their menus, and with nothing to distract them anymore, Jensen was the sole focus of Jared’s mesmerizing hazel gaze. He gave Jared a half grin, then cleared his throat and sipped his water. 

“I don’t know about you, but I am a little nervous,” Jared said with a little chuckle. 

What a relief! “Oh, man, me too!” 

“Well, why don’t we start by saying three things about ourselves to break the ice?” Jared suggested. 

Jensen pursed his lips and nodded. “Alright, I’ll go first. I grew up outside of Dallas, Texas; I have an older brother and a younger sister; and I love to spend time outside. Hence the outdoor concert.” 

Jared smiled at him again and laughed shaking his head. 

“What?” Jensen asked, worrying that he’d said something wrong.

“I grew up in San Antonio, Texas; I have an older brother and a younger sister; and I also love to do outdoor activities.” 

Jensen barked out a relieved laugh. “Of course.” 

It turned out that was not the only thing they had in common. By the time the food arrived, Jensen’s nerves were long gone and he could simply enjoy Jared’s company. They talked about sports, music, their work, and a little bit about everything. When they’d finished their meals, they agreed to coffee when the server asked, just to prolong their time together. 

They talked about growing up in Texas in the 90’s and what had prompted them to move away. They agreed that they both had intentions to move back eventually. Jensen could hardly believe how similar they were, yet there was something about Jared’s personality that was the opposite of himself. It made him want to share more than usual and be… more. 

“So…” Jared started once they’d drank their coffees and couldn’t possibly linger any longer. “Drinks?” With his inflection, Jared was asking for more than just drinks. 

Filming their fifteenth and final season was more draining than Y/N expected it to be. Sure, she expected it to be emotional, but the finality of it was hitting her with each episode they filmed. Y/N had spent years with Jared and Jensen. They had built a friendship and a relationship. They were a unit. They spent their professional and personal lives together. With their professional future uncertain, she was concerned about how it would affect their personal one. 

Y/N was done filming for the week, but her boyfriends had one more day before they were done for a long weekend and could spend it wrapped up in each other at the cabin. After the boys left for work, she loaded their bags into Jared’s truck and hit the road. Clif would be driving them up after their scenes were finished. 

She stopped at the market in town, stocking her cart. She crossed each item off her list to ensure she didn’t forget something. They had planned out a menu last night so everything they needed was on the list. The thing about feeding two large humans was the copious amount of food they could consume in a given day. Even though the list was thorough, she picked up a few extras that she knew they would appreciate. A quick stop at the liquor store and she was on her way, driving the last few miles to the cabin. 

Y/N unloaded the truck and put away all the groceries. The boys had wanted her chicken enchiladas for dinner, so she prepared chicken breasts with tomatoes and green chiles, setting them in the oven to roast for a couple hours while she gathered some wood for a fire later. She loved doing the physical stuff sometimes so they didn’t have to. She had realized early in their relationship that it was a partnership and they were all equals. She may not have the strength to chop wood, but she certainly could haul it inside. 

She spent the afternoon on the deck, basking in the sunshine and finishing the book Jared had given her. Clouds overpowered the sun and the wind picked up, indicating a late summer storm moving in from the northern Pacific. Y/N decided the plans she had for dessert would have to be moved inside if the storm forced her hand. 

“Honey! We’re home!” Two deep voices rang out through the cabin and a smile broke out across her face. 

“You’re early!” she squealed, running to the door, jumping into Jensen’s arms first, peppering his face with kisses. 

“Someone’s a happy girl!” he laughed, holding tight to his girl. 

“I’m always happy around you two,” she remarked, letting go of Jensen to greet Jared with equal enthusiasm. 

“We missed you,” Jared mumbled into her hair when she jumped into his waiting arms. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. 

“I missed you both, too,” she echoed, sliding down Jared’s body. “Grab a beer and relax for a bit, I’m just about to finish up dinner, so we have about an hour.” 

The cheesy chicken enchiladas were definitely a hit with her men as barely a word was exchanged over dinner. She watched with pride as they devoured her cooking. 

“Darlin’, ain’t nothing better than a home cooked meal,” Jensen proclaimed as he swiped the napkin across his plump lips. “That was delicious. Thank you.”

“Maybe this is my true calling,” she replied, sitting back with her glass of wine. “Stay home and cook for my men.” 

“I wouldn’t say no to coming home to you barefoot and pregnant,” Jared chuckled. “I know how caveman that sounded. I’m sorry.”

“What?” Y/N gasped. 

“Dude!” Jensen kicked Jared under the table.

“Ow!” 

“Is there something we need to talk about?” Y/N asked, looking between the two of them. 

“Well…” Jared breathed out. 

“We were talking on the ride up and we wanted to ask you something,” Jensen began. 

“With a real break on the horizon and none of us having nailed down any solid projects once we’re done,” Jared added. 

“What are your thoughts on us taking a couple years off, maybe start-” Jensen attempted.

“Starting a family?” Y/N interjected, her eyes wide. 

“Yeah,” Jared and Jensen replied together. 

“We’ve talked about it before,” Jared reminded her. 

“Yes, we have. But, it’s always been rhetorical. I love you both more than I thought I could love another person, let alone two. But, this would put us on display for the entire world. I, um, I need, I’ll be-” Y/N sputtered, picking up her wine and leaving the room. 

Jared and Jensen exchanged looks across the table. “We should have waited.”

“We waited our entire lives for her. I don’t want to wait anymore. We’ve been honest and up front with each other every step of the way. Full disclosure, remember?” Jared reiterated. 

“Full disclosure, yes. Breaking our girlfriend, no!” Jensen retorted. “We should have eased her into in. We had time to talk about it. We just dropped this on her like a bomb, man.” 

“Let’s just clean up. She’ll come to us when she’s ready,” Jared replied hopefully. 

Y/N set her glass of wine down as she lowered herself to the edge of the tub. “What just happened?” She turned the faucets on to fill the tub with hot water, sprinkling eucalyptus sea salts in the water. Thoughts were running through her mind like a pack of dogs, some rabid. 

Stripping out of her clothes, she eased herself into the steaming water, breathing in the aroma of eucalyptus in an attempt to settle and focus her thoughts. She flipped the faucets off and settled back, closing her eyes. 

There were a hundred things that could go wrong with this plan Jared and Jensen had presented to her. Their love was all she needed, she knew that. But was it enough to keep the vultures away? They hadn’t even gone public with their relationship. They had decided to wait until the show was over, knowing some of the fans may not react favorably. But bringing a child into the mix will change everything. Would they get married? Could they even get married? They were a unit and loving them was the most natural thing in the world for Y/N. 

She mulled her thoughts over until the water chilled. Stepping out of the tub, she noticed it hadn’t started raining yet and a plan formulated in her mind. She wrapped a towel around her and went to their room. She could hear them moving about in the main room of the cabin, so she knew she could take her time. 

Jared and Jensen were watching a baseball game when their phones went off. Jensen opened his notifications first. “It’s from Y/N.” 

“Bring stuff for s’mores and meet me outside please. I love you,” he read her text aloud. 

“I got it,” Jared acknowledged, getting up from the sofa. He grabbed a large tray and loaded all the ingredients on to it. “Ready.” 

Jensen grabbed the roasting sticks, the wine and three glasses, following him to the door. Y/N sat alone with a blanket in front of the fire pit on the large deck. 

“Hey, Baby,” Jared said softly, setting the tray down next to her. 

Jensen poured the wine and handed them out. He didn’t say anything, he knew she’d talk when she was ready. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and took a seat on her right. 

Y/N didn’t speak either. She grabbed a marshmallow and impaled it on the roasting stick. She turned it slowly in the fire, roasting it golden brown. Jared quietly observed her, and Jensen sat back, sipping his wine, doing the same. When it was ready, she took the graham cracker and chocolate and sandwiched the soft marshmallow between them, pulling it off the stick in one smooth motion. 

“You see this s’more?” Y/N broke the silence, looking at each of her lovers, as she held the treat in her hand. They both nodded and she continued. 

“Jen, my love, my strength. You’re the graham cracker that provides a solid foundation. I love you.” She turned to Jared. “Jare, my love, my sweetness. You’re the chocolate, soft and sweet. I love you. I’m the marshmallow, slightly imperfect at the edges, slightly imperfect on the inside, a little firm, but still soft and melty, that melds it all together, making it one.” 

“Darlin, we’re sorry for springing that conversation on you at dinner,” Jensen apologized. “We shouldn’t have blindsided you like that.” 

“No, you shouldn’t have. But we can’t go back and change it now. I did a lot of thinking while I was in the bathtub. There are pros and cons to every relationship, but ours is more public than most. There are a hundred things that could go wrong.” 

“Baby, we were just so excited about the prospect of-” Jared began, but Y/N’s hand stopped him. 

“I’m not done. There are a hundred things that could go wrong, but I weighed them against the thousands of things that could go right. To be honest, I’m scared shitless about what could go wrong, but I was when we started this too. I don’t want to let the fear stop me from living my best life with the two of you,” Y/N professed, taking a bite of the s’more still in her hand. “Let’s do it.” 

“What?” Jensen asked. 

“She said ‘Let’s do it’, Jen!” Jared repeated. 

“Yeah?” Jensen marvelled, looking at her wide-eyed, waiting for confirmation from her. 

“Yeah. Let’s start a family,” she nodded, smiling around the gooey treat in her mouth. She passed it off to Jared, who took his own bite before giving the rest to Jensen. 

Lightning lit up the sky and thunder rumbled overhead right before the sky opened up and the rain started falling. Y/N grabbed the tray and ran for the door while Jensen broke down the fire. Jared held all three glasses and the wine, rushing through the open door, shaking out his hair. 

Jensen closed the door behind them just as the really heavy stuff started coming down. “Damn, I wanted to make a s’more too!” He griped, looking up at the sky from the safety of the window. 

“I want s’more s’mores, too,” Jared giggled. 

“Are we sure we want kids? I think I’ve got my hands full with the two you already!” Y/N teased. 

“Hey!” Jared feigned offense. 

“Jen, start a fire?” Y/N asked sweetly, setting the tray down on the coffee table. 

“Oh! Great idea!” Jensen rubbed his hands together. He stacked a few logs in the fireplace, with the right amount of kindling. He opened the flue and lit a match and, within moments, a fire burned brightly. 

The trio waited for the fire to be perfect before they sat down in front of it to roast more marshmallows. Jensen was quiet, turning his own in the flames. 

“Jen, baby, what’s on your mind?” Y/N asked, running her fingers through his slightly damp hair. 

“I was just thinking about what you said. About me being the foundation. Thank you. I always want to do what is right by you, by both of you. I want to be your strength, your rock. But, in the times that I can’t, I know that one or both of you will be there. You and Jared were my strength when my dad was sick,” Jensen told them. 

“We’re a unit, baby,” she whispered, leaning over to kiss him sweetly. She turned to Jared, kissing him as well. 

“Hey, wait! I want s’more loving!” Jensen joked, pulling her back towards him. 

“Don’t worry, baby, I got enough loving for both of you,” she promised. 

“I can’t wait until there s’more of you to love,” Jared growled playfully, pulling her into his lap, facing Jensen. 

“Enough with the s’mores jokes,” she moaned as Jared attached his lips to her neck. 

“Gotta get s’more practice in before we start making babies,” Jensen mumbled, crawling towards them. 

“Want s’more of this, baby?” Jared groaned in her ear, rutting into her backside. 

“I always want s’more of both of you.” 

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