Jensen was getting ready for the pose of another shoot when he saw you waltz in like you owned the studio with a thin line plastered on your mouth, oh for the love of God. He quickly put on his robe and marched towards the calm you that was looking for him; "What the hell babe?? You can't just come to my work whenever you so please.." A furrow being drilled to his brows as he looked up at you with an annoyed look, waiting for an answer, and then back at the flowers you held, but that made his scowl soften..