"We still gonna do some live tweeting during the show?" Jensen said as he sat on the lushly carpeted floor leaning his back against the couch. Misha's big screen TV played the 200th episode of the show they starred in. Their faces blazoned across the screen in high definition made Misha cringe at times but despite that he enjoyed Tuesday nights with his friend.

"Yeah, let's give 'em what they want." Misha said as he sat down next to Jensen and scooted close to him. He plopped a bowl of popcorn in Jensen's lap. Holding his iphone up, he looked at the screen as he typed something; his thumbs frantically moving. "'u know you're not supposed to look directly into the camera don't you? After 10 seasons you should.'" Misha typed.

Jensen moved the bowl of popcorn on the floor. He looked at his own phone and refreshed his twitter page reading the tweet. "Oh, you bastard, I'll get you for that one." He said laughing as he typed his own response. "Maybe you should try looking in the camera MORE. Oh wait, are you even in this episode? #ironic."

Misha read Jensen's snarky response and grinned an evil grin as he typed his final reply. "Low blow, I thought we agreed we were going to gang up on the non tweeting jarpad tonight. I don't trust you anymore."

Jensen read the response and looked at his friend. "You don't trust me?" He said, sounding almost seriously hurt.

"You know I was kidding" Misha said as his heart broke a little bit.

"I know you were kidding but you know how sensitive I am." Jensen said as he reached over and softly brushed the back of his hand against Misha's cheek.

Misha reached up and took Jensen's hand in his. He pulled it up to his lips and gently kissed the man's strong fingers.

Jensen smiled. He was so happy spending every spare moment of his time with his co-worker. Words could not describe it.

"You know, we have a pretty good life together." Misha said as he looked at his friend, dough-eyed.

"Yes we do." Jensen said as stared into Misha's irresistible sky blue eyes. He leaned over and gave Misha a soft peck on the cheek. He placed his hand on top of Misha's head and started playing with Misha's soft brown hair. His strong fingers gently brushing over his friends short locks. "I'm glad they hired you, I can't imagine how my life would have been different if they would have cast someone else."

"I shudder at the thought." Misha said as he laughed a little.

Jensen reached down and laced his fingers with Misha's. "I love you, kiddo." He said as he leaned over and pressed his soft lips against Misha's. Misha's lips were dry in contrast, but warm and inviting all the same. Misha returned the kiss and his heart swelled with emotions for his friend.

Misha's wife, Vicky suddenly popped her head around the corner to check on the two men. "You guys want anymore popcorn?" She asked as she saw them kissing. They broke their kiss and both looked at her. "Aw, you two are so cute together." She said as if she were looking at two puppy dogs. "I'll let you watch your show in peace."

"Thank you, sweetie." Misha called out.

"Love you, Vicky." Jensen called out, unsure if she even heard him. The two men looked at each other with the biggest grins on their faces. It was the look of complete contentment. Misha put his head on Jensen's chest and sighed, still smiling. Jensen put his arm around Misha's shoulder and softly stroked Misha's hair as they continued to enjoy the rest of their show and each others company.