What I love about Jared Padalecki
I seriously have a thing about…
his awesome performance of Sam Winchester
his friendship with Jensen Ackles
his friendship with Misha Collins
Genevieve and Thomas
[Jensen version] [Misha version] [Hiddles version] [Mark Sheppard version]
OKAY HONESTLY LIKE IF YOU DON’T THINK THAT JARED PADALECKI IS A FREAKING PIECE OF LEGITIMATE SUNSHINE THAT FELL TO EARTH TO CAST HIS RAYS ON EVERY LIVING SOUL ON THE PLANET THEN YOU ARE WRONG.
Hi okay I am not well. Basically I walked up to him and he was like “HEY CUTIE” (stupid little fricking fracker) and I was blushing hard core he was just so ADORABLE and I kind of mumbled out something (don’t ask me I think it was Greek for “I love you a lot”) so he leaned down more to my level and then the lady that was behind me that I’d been talking to (we both had to jam because we had Jensen’s meet and greet RIGHT after this and we were already running late so we were SUPER nervous about the scheduling things) was like “YOU’RE HER BIRTHDAY PRESENT, JARED!”
And I just about died because Jared laughed and winked and put his hands up for a HIGH FIVE AND I JUST SAW HIM PUT HIS PALMS TOWARDS ME AND LIKE A FREAKING MORON I JUST GRABBED HIS HANDS AND WOVE MY FINGERS THROUGH HIS INSTEAD OF HIGH FIVING HIM LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING WOULD HAVE COMPREHENDED WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN and I realized that a split second later like “oh god oh god oh god that’s not what he meant for me to do oh god oh god oh god I have just stepped on the metaphorical crack that will break my back oh god oh god oh god” and he just LAUGHED and didn’t say anything but squeezed my hands and said “Happy Birthday!” (not for two weeks but I’ll take it, Jared bless your soul) so I just grinned and asked if it would be okay if I wore his fedora and he was like “SURE SWEETIE!” and plopped it down on my head.
Well. Jared’s head is large. My head is small. Said fedora went straight down over my skull with room to spare and stopped only after it touched the bridge of my nose and was covering my eyes. JARED STARTED CRACKING UP and was like “HANG ON CHRIS! -(the photographer)- she’s gotta fix the hat and I gotta fix the hair!” so he adjusts the hat on my head and then smooths his fingers through his hair (fricking frick frickFRICK) to comb it back and then DOES THIS MAJOR GLOMP THING RIGHT HERE AND I COULDN’T DO MUCH ELSE BUT TRY NOT TO CRY LAUGH INTO HIS CHEST BECAUSE HONESTLY JUST WELP
I managed a thank you (NOT IN GREEK, THIS TIME IN LEGIT ENGLISH! YEAH YOU GO KATIE YOU GO) and he said I was sweet and then leaned down so I could put his hat back on his head which made the photo op line go “AWWWWW”
… And then I ran away.