From the moment you'd been cast on Supernatural, Jared had taken you up under his wing almost immediately. It'd just happened, you two had started talking, and he'd felt the paternal need to take care of you, in a way. He's always checking up on you, before and after scenes, asking you how your day's been going and whether he can help with anything for you.

He's the best on set dad you could ever ask for.

Everyone on set is nice, yeah, but you're closest to Jared. He's always including you in things, even when you're one of the younger cast members, trying his best to make sure you're not left out. It was another day of filming, another hot day, shooting scenes for season 6 of the show.

You had just gotten done filming a scene with Jared, when the producers had taken him off for a moment to talk about something. In this time, you'd made your way back to your trailer to try get away from the heat and chill out a bit between scenes.

A knock on the door, and you know it's Jared. His voice calls out, "Can I come in?" He asks, voice gentle. With your permission, he heads inside, offering you a smile as he sits himself down on the couch. He wanted to check in on you, first of all, because it was so hot and he didn't need you fainting or anything, but also because he always checks in on you.

"How's it going, kid?" Jared leans back against the couch, head tilting to the side a little. He's always so comforting and paternal, it's hard not to want to open up to him all the time. "School, whatever. I'm all ears," he did listen to everything you told him, he really did.