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Summary: Jensen finally meets Y/N, the woman Jared and Gen say is perfect for him. Just as they think they have their happily ever after, opportunity knocks taking Jensen halfway across the world. He’s determined to make their relationship work from an ocean apart, but it’s a lot harder than either of them bargained for.
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female Reader
Rating: General
Triggers / Warnings / Tags: fluff, a baby shower
Word Count: 2.2k
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It’s been eight years since Jensen left for Paris. In the end, he spent five years there. He’d finished his training with the highest honours, and when he talked to Jared about what his next move should be, his best friend knew what he was trying to ask and told him Y/N had just gotten engaged.
Without Y/N, Jensen had nothing to go home for, so his decision to take an apprenticeship in the most decorated restaurant in Paris had been made for him. He knew it would kill him to see Y/N living her life with another man – the life he should be having with her if he’d only fought harder.
But he hadn’t. He missed her so much that he’d almost quit and gone back home. The other chefs on the course reminded him that very few were lucky enough to be accepted into the programme and that if he wanted Michelin star success, he needed to stick with it and see it through.
They were right, of course, and Jensen knew that deep down. Still, missing Y/N hurt so damn much, and he pulled away from her so he could get used to Parisian life, culinary school, and his homesickness. As it turned out, he pulled too far for too long, and by the time he realised what he’d done, he was so ashamed and guilt-ridden that the only way he knew he could make it right was to end their relationship.
Even now—after three years at culinary school, two working in a Michelin star restaurant in Paris, another three in a New York triple Michelin star restaurant—as he stood in his own restaurant in Austin, not fighting harder for Y/N was still his biggest regret.
“I cannot believe this place! It’s beyond amazing!” Gen squealed excitedly as she exited the kitchen and walked towards him.
“Yeah?” he smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
“It’s incredible! You must be so proud, Jay. Everything you’ve worked so hard for, everything you’ve sacrificed, has been worth it.”
He was proud. He’d spent the past eight years doing nothing but working hard, learning continuously, and saving every spare cent he had. This was his dream—it had always been his dream, but when he met Y/N, that dream grew into something much bigger. Something he’d now never get to have.
“Yeah, I am. Getting here has taken a lot of blood, sweat and tears, but I made it!” Jensen said, swallowing down the bittersweet ache he was becoming far too familiar with.
“So,” Gen grinned. “Sauvage, huh?”
“What? You don’t like it?” he asked, curious to know what one of his closest friends thought about the name he chose for his restaurant.
“Oh no, I love it,” she smirked. “With the whole long hair and beard you’re rocking these days, making you all rugged and… wild… I think it suits you. The name and the facial hair!”
“Hey!” Jared’s playfully irritated voice grumbled from the kitchen. “I know you’re all hormonal and pregnant and all, but I’d appreciate it if you didn’t flirt with my best friend. It gives a guy a complex!”
“Can you blame me? Have you seen him lately?” Gen chuckled, moving into her husband’s arms and tiptoeing to kiss him.
“You’re lucky you’re cute!” Jared winked at her and pulled her close. “So, when’s opening night?” he asked Jensen.
“All the safety checks are booked in over the next two weeks, and lots of deliveries are due, too. All going well, we’ll be opening the last weekend of the month for food critics, press, family and friends.”
“Oh! Does that mean you can cater my baby shower next week?” Gen asked, blinking up at Jensen.
“Sweetie, do you think that’s a good idea?” Jared questioned gently. “Not that I don’t want you to do it,” he turned to Jensen. “It’s just that Y/N’s going to be Godmother, and she’s hosting the party.”
“Hey, listen, I get your concern. Thank you. I appreciate it,” Jensen said. “But, like it or not, Y/N and I are part of your lives, which means we will cross paths. We’re both adults, and it’s been so long that I doubt any feelings are left between us. And she’s married, right? So even if something is still there, I won’t jeopardise that for her.”
“She’s not,” Gen frowned. “Well, technically, she is, but they’ve been separated for two years now, and she filed for divorce a couple of months ago.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Jensen felt his heart skip, but he was genuinely sad about her failed marriage. “Still, it’s been a long time, and like I said, I’m sure there are no feelings there anymore.”
“You sure, dude?” Jared checked, and Jensen nodded.
“So, what are you thinking about the baby shower? Is there a theme? Are we blue again, or do you think this one will be pink?”
“We want it to be a surprise. So I’m thinking neutral colours, afternoon tea vibes,” Gen smiled. “And I really appreciate you doing this for us.”
“Hey, what are best friends and the godfather to one of your other children for, huh?” he winked. “Just do me a favour and check that Y/N’s okay with it first. I wouldn’t want to upset anything on the day by being there.”
Jensen arrived at Jared and Gen’s house early to have plenty of time to prepare the food for the baby shower. He’d been surprised when he’d arrived and found the entire first floor decorated beautifully.
“Good morning!” Gen chirped when he walked into the kitchen.
“Wow, this place looks amazing, sweetheart!” Jensen smiled gratefully at the mug of coffee she handed him.
“It does, doesn’t it?” she agreed. “I have no idea when Y/N came in to do it all, but she did an amazing job.”
“Where is she?” he tried to hide his nerves but hadn’t managed to convince himself, let alone Gen.
“She took the boys out for breakfast to give me a little quiet time before the chaos starts. Jared is still asleep, taking advantage of an empty house!”
“And why are you up?”
“Nerves, excitement, baby kicking my bladder, heartburn, nausea… take your pick!” she smirked behind a mug of ginger tea.
“Anything I can do to help?” he asked, but Gen shook her head.
“No, thank you, Jay. I’ll finish this and then go and get ready for the party in peace!”
Jensen kept to himself as he worked in the kitchen. Jared and Gen had checked in with him a few times, and their two boys would come in frequently to “help”. Mostly, all they did was make a mess or try all of the food, but Jensen adored spending time with them, so he didn’t mind.
He’d heard Y/N’s laugh throughout the day, and the sweet sound still sent a shiver up his spine. He’d lost count of the number of times he wanted to go out there and see her and talk to her, but every time, he chickened out. He didn’t think either of them would cause a scene and ruin Gen’s day, but he didn’t want to take the chance.
As he was cleaning the kitchen, Jensen heard the sounds of laughter and chatter increase substantially and knew that Gen and her guests had finished eating and it was time to open gifts. He continued scrubbing the sink, his back to the door and froze when he heard her.
“Hi.” It was such a simple word but it was beautiful.
He closed his eyes, a soft sigh leaving him at hearing the voice he never thought he’d hear again.
Finally, Jensen turned towards her and he swore his heart stopped beating for a few seconds. She was just as breathtaking as the first time he saw her.
“Hey,” he swallowed. “It’s been a long time, huh? You, uh… you look great.”
“Thanks. So do you. I love the beard,” she smirked and he laughed, feeling his nerves melt away.
“Here, let me take that,” he stepped forward and took the cake she was holding from her and placed it down on the kitchen island.
“Thank you,” she said as she walked across the kitchen to get a knife. “Gen’s exhausted, bless her! She doesn’t want everyone hanging around for too long after the gifts so I thought I’d save some time by cutting this up and putting some in the party favour bags.”
“What are we gonna do with her, huh? Baby number three and she still won’t slow down!” Jensen chuckled.
“I don’t think she’ll ever change!” Y/N laughed.
“No. You’re probably right!” he grinned.
“Hey, let me do that. You go back to the party.”
“I couldn’t ask you to do that.”
“You didn’t. I’m offering. Here,” Jensen reached out for the yellow frosting-covered knife. “Go and enjoy yourself. Or at least keep an eye on mom-to-be out there and make sure she doesn’t overdo it!”
“Okay. Thank you, Jensen,” she smiled softly as she handed him the knife and returned to the party.
“Any time,” he stuttered out to her retreating figure. Hearing Y/N saying his name again after so long made his breath catch in his throat. He was a fool to think he wouldn’t still have feelings for her.
“Why don’t I take the boys out for a few hours and you can go and have a warm bath or a nap?” Jared said to Gen when the last guest had finally left.
“That sounds really, really good, but I need to clean up,” Gen yawned.
“I’ll do it,” Y/N offered, already picking up glasses and teacups and heading towards the kitchen.
“You will not! You’ve done enough already,” Gen insisted, waving off her best friend’s help.
“Yes, I will. And you will do as your husband suggests, and go for a bath and a nap. You look like death warmed up!” she chuckled.
“I’m pregnant, not sick!” she whined. “Jensen, everyone is ganging up on me! It’s not fair!”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I’m on their side with this,” Jensen laughed at the petite pregnant woman’s scowl from his perch leaning against the kitchen door.
“Traitor! I used to like you,” she pouted.
“Are you seriously arguing about cleaning rather than napping?” Jared huffed in amusement.
“You’re right. That is stupid,” Gen frowned, recognition about what she was causing a fuss over finally settling in her brain.
“Alright then, I’ll leave y’all to it and go take a nap!”
“Good,” Jared kissed her forehead. “As always, you’re doing too much.”
“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay with this?” she checked again.
“Yes! Now, go and lie down!” Y/N insisted.
“I’ll help,” Jensen added. “It’ll be less work for Y/N, and we’ll be out of your hair quicker.”
“Okay. Thank you. All of you,” she squeezed her husband’s hand gently. “I really appreciate everything you guys have done.”
“Any time, Mama,” Y/N said as she walked towards her best friend and hugged her. “Go and rest while you can. Jensen and I have got this, and I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Jensen and Y/N worked side by side in a comfortable silence. They were content for now at being in each other’s familiar company. It shouldn’t feel so right after so many years had passed, and yet, it felt like no time at all by the way they worked around each other.
“So, how have you been?” Jensen eventually asked as they found themselves with nothing more to do than the dishes and taking the trash out when they left.
“Uhm, good, I guess. What about you?” she answered vaguely, making him frown.
“You guess,” he chuckled, and she sighed.
“I don’t know what you want me to say, Jay. We haven’t seen or spoken to each other in a long time. I’m sorry I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by telling you that my life has hardly been a dozen red roses every day since…” she trailed off.
“Since what? I left? Darlin’–” he paused at her glare and held his hands up in a gesture of apology. “Sorry, that just slipped out.”
“It’s okay,” she smiled softly and made sure she had his gaze. “I’ve been good, Jensen,” she repeated, not sounding any more convincing than she had before.
“Somehow I don’t believe you,” Jensen smirked.
“Does it matter?”
“It does to me. But I get that I’m not entitled to know anything about you, or if you don’t feel comfortable talking to me about it. You can though. If you want.”
“I do. Because, like it or not, we’re living in the same city again and we have the same friends. It’s gonna be a lot more difficult avoiding each other now. And I don’t want that for Gen, Jared and the kids. I don’t want that for us. I just don’t think this is the time or place to have this conversation,” Y/N explained.
“Then let me take you for a drink,” Jensen shrugged like it was the simplest thing in the world.
“Okay,” Y/N agreed.
“Yeah?” Jensen checked, sounding shocked.
“Well, don’t sound too surprised!” she giggled. “Unless you were expecting me to say no?”
“What? No! Not at all, I don’t know what I was expecting,” Jensen blushed, and Y/N giggled again.
“Name the place and the time, and I’ll be there,” she smiled.
