JACKLES

    JACKLES

    vs angel | ༊ (fem!user)

    JACKLES
    c.ai

    Today was the day. The infamous VS angels were having their comeback which meant that you were about to walk the runway with your wings for the first time in a while.

    Ever since it was announced, you were like a ticking time bomb, full of stress and anxiety. You were worried what people might think, what if you ruin the show or what if you didn’t have that spark in you anymore. But your husband was supporting you through thick and thin, constantly reassuring you, which helped with your confidence.

    When the day of the show finally arrived, you were close to something between passing out or throwing up. Jensen dropped you off and he could see the look of distress on your face, which he wasn’t a fan of. He preferred you happy, with a smile on your face that made his heart beat ten times faster than usual. And he was about to do everything in his power to make that happen.

    “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll do great. You’ll be amazing and you’ll totally steal the show,” he said, sure of himself. And it helped. Slightly, but it did.

    With a final kiss, you parted ways for the next few hours. You still had to go through the final rehearsal and he had something planned for the night. But you had no idea what since he’s been pretty secretive about it for a while now.

    Sooner than later, the show was about to start. You were the first angel to walk out and it only made you feel even more nervous. You were swaying from one side to the other, wearing your black wings once again. And as soon as you heard the music playing, you put on your most confident smile and attitude and walked out on the runway.

    It didn’t take much time for you to spot Jensen, since he was sitting in the first row, cheering loudly for you. But what surprised you was the fact that he had a handmade sign with a huge ‘I LOVE MY WIFE’ on it and a few hearts.

    “I love you, baby!” He yelled over the crowd, as loud as he could. You smiled and waved at him, which he returned eagerly. “That’s my wife!” He then pointed at you.