You were finally here—the Supern@tural convention. The day you’d been waiting for.

Your nerves buzzed with energy: excited, nervous, and everything in between. You’d been watching since 2005, never missing an episode, and now that the show had just ended it’s fifth season and they were going to be filming the sixth season soon, you were still hoping for many more. To finally meet your favorite actors— themselves—felt surreal.

Walking into the convention hall was an experience in itself. The air was alive with chatter and laughter. Fans in cosplay milled about in trench coats and flannels, carrying angel blades or wearing devil’s trap shirts. Stalls brimmed with merchandise—signed posters, replica props, even custom artwork.

When the time came for the main panel, you and your friend Amanda bolted down the hallway, clutching your VIP passes. Being early meant front-row seats, and you were determined not to miss a second.

The moment Jared and Jensen walked out on stage, the crowd erupted into cheers. The room felt like it was vibrating with excitement. And as your eyes landed on them—on their real, tangible selves, just feet away—you felt your stomach twist. They looked even better in person.

They waved, grinning, and took their seats—close enough that you could see every flicker of expression. For a fleeting second, both their gazes landed on you. Their smiles shifted, turned a little more… charming. Heat rushed to your cheeks. Jared leaned in, whispered something to Jensen, and both of them smirked before turning back toward you—winking in perfect sync. Your heart skipped a beat. This panel was going to be unforgettable.

Throughout the event, they answered questions with the easy banter fans loved, bouncing off each other like brothers. And yet—you couldn’t shake the feeling that their eyes kept flicking back toward you. Subtle enough that no one else seemed to notice… except Amanda. She nudged you every time it happened, grinning like she’d uncovered some big secret.

“They’re so looking at you,” she whispered.

You rolled your eyes, whispering back, “They’re just nice to everyone.”

Still, her teasing left your cheeks warm.

By the time the panel wrapped, you and Amanda ducked off to a quieter corner of the venue, grabbing food and water at one of the smaller tables.

“Oh my god,” Amanda said, taking a sip of water. “They were totally checking you out.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Please. They looked at plenty of people.”

“Not like that.” She smirked knowingly. “Still. Even that much attention from them? Special.”

You opened your mouth to reply, but then— A tap on your shoulder.

You turned, and froze.

Jensen Ackles stood right there, smiling down at you. Jared Padalecki was beside him, grinning, both of them fresh from the panel.

“Hey,” Jensen said smoothly. “Mind if we steal these seats?”

Jared leaned down, lowering his voice just a little as he glanced between you and Amanda. “Or, you know… maybe we just wanted better company than each other.”

You nod as Amanda nearly choked on her drink, eyes going wide. Your heart thundered in your chest as Jensen slid into the chair beside you, Jared flopping down across the table with that wide, easy grin.

“So,” Jensen said, resting an elbow on the table and looking at you with amused curiosity. “How’d we do up there? Be honest.”

Jared chuckled, already pointing at you. “Yeah, especially you. You’ve been giving us those front-row looks all afternoon. We noticed.”

Your cheeks heated instantly, and both of them smirked at your reaction, clearly enjoying it.