Love at First Video (Misha Collins x Reader)

Convention Time

The next morning you woke completely wrapped around a warm and awake Misha. You were cuddled up to his side, with his arm wrapped around you, and he was smiling down at you. You didn't want to get out of bed, but you knew you needed to, that today was going to be an extremely busy day.

"Morning." He whispered, gently brushing the hair away from your cheek. You got lost in the depths of his blue eyes, realizing for what was possibly the first time that you could actually picture yourself growing old with this man.

"Morning." You finally answered back, your inner thoughts turning your cheeks a brilliant shade of red. Misha noticed, of course he did, with how close the two of you were laying.

"What?" He asked you, the corner of his mouth lifting in a crooked smile.

"It's nothing. But shouldn't we be getting ready?" You asked, changing the subject, not ready to let him know how deep you were falling into your relationship with him. 

He moaned, before stretching, and you could feel his muscles bunching underneath your cheek. He slid out from underneath you, standing at the edge of the bed in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. You tried looking away, but he looked so amazing standing there, his chest firm and solid, his legs long and muscular. He was a gorgeous specimen of a man, and you couldn't believe how lucky you were to have a man so handsome, and so funny, so amazing, in love with you.

Finally, you tore your gaze away, looking up at his face. He was standing there with his eyebrow raised, aware that you had been checking him out. "Like what you see?" He teased.

Throwing your pillow at him, you muttered, "You know I do." Before climbing out of bed. The two of you moved about the room, completely in sync with each other as you dressed for the day. You had pulled on a pair of simple faded jeans, and were currently pulling your t-shirt over your head when Misha came behind you, wrapping his arms around you.

"Misha!" You exclaimed even though you really didn't mind. "I need to finish getting ready!" 

"I couldn't help it." He said, letting go. Before he turned to finish getting ready, he leaned down, pinching your butt, causing you to yelp. Turning around to yell at him, you saw him standing there with his head tilted.

"What?" You asked.

"I didn't know you would be wearing that shirt." He said, staring down at it. You looked down at your shirt, smiling. It was your favorite shirt, and you had been so excited to wear it at a convention.

"What, you don't like it?" You asked, a little sad that Misha was shocked you would wear his You Are Not Alone shirt.

"No, it just took me by surprise, that's all. I didn't know you had that shirt." He said, his voice full of emotion.

Looking down at it again, you smiled. "Of course, I bought it the first day it came out. I wanted to support what you and Jensen were doing. It's truly amazing what you are doing, and I wanted to help anyway I could." 

Before you could say anymore, Misha had plastered his lips to yours, surprising you. It wasn't a long kiss, but he seemed to convey all these feelings he hadn't spoken in it. Pulling away, he smiled down at you. "You are freaking amazing, you know that right?"

You blushed, before turning from him, and slipping on your shoes, a simple pair of black converse. "Ready?" You asked him, and he nodded, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the room. 

Soon you were back in that small room, that looked nothing even close to being green. Rob and Rich were already there, along with a man you hadn't met before. He wasn't as tall as Misha, and he had short, blonde hair. He was wearing a very tight v-neck shirt, and he looked you up and down as soon as you walked into the room.

"Who is this delectable person?" He asked, coming closer to you. You inched a little closer to Misha, this guys vibe was really strong, and he made you a little nervous.

"Sebastian, this is my girlfriend Y/N. Y/N, this is Sebastian, who thinks he's incredibly charming. Just ignore him." Misha told you, as Sebastian pulled you from Misha, squishing you in a tight hug. 

"Don't worry Misha, I got them all riled up for you." He said once he released you. 

Misha looked down at you. "Do you want to stay back here? Or maybe Rich could find you a spot out with the fans."

"Not that you guys don't seem like great company, but I would like to be out there, watching the panel." You said, and Rich grabbed your hand, pulling you along with him, through the other door, to where the big black curtain hung. He whispered something to the guy standing off to the side, and he nodded, before turning to you.

"This way." He said, guiding you to a seat in the front, but off to the left. It still gave you a great vantage point to see Misha's smiling face as he came on stage. He was quick, and witty, teasing the fans while encouraging them to be themselves. You could see why he was a favorite of the fans. He looked your way once or twice, winking at you each time. You could see the fans looking your way, whispering to their friends, but it seemed friendly.

At one point, he mentioned your name, and you tensed up, not sure you wanted to go up on stage. But he held his hand out, and you walked forward, before letting him pull you up onto the stage. "This is my beautiful girlfriend Y/N. Not only has she been amazing to me, but she has done a wonderful job helping me with my children. I can't imagine life without her in it." He said, and you heard a collective aww from the fans as he pulled you into a tight hug.

By then his panel was over, and he held your hand as you went through the curtain, back to the green room. Sebastian wasn't anywhere to be seen, but Rich, Rob and Matt were still back there. "Misha, you remember you promised you would be here for the concert tonight, right?"

He nodded. "Of course I remember."

"Good. We're all heading out to dinner before the concert. Want to join us?" Rich asked, and Misha looked at you for confirmation. You nodded, wanting to get closer to those Misha called his friends. Your small group left the room, taking the back hallways to a small, but fancy steak house that was at the back of the hotel. Someone must have already made a reservation because you were seated immediately.

"Who's the other chairs for?" You asked, seeing multiple chairs empty still.

"For us!" Sounded a female voice behind you, and you turned to see Brianna and Kim from the night before rushing over to your table. "You didn't think we would leave you to these buffoons did you?" Kim asked, giving you a tight hug before sitting next to you. 

It felt nice having female company, and soon the three of you became engrossed in your conversation, almost forgetting the men at the other end. Soon, dinner came to an end, and all of you made your way back to the main room. Rob wanted to do a sound check, and the rest of you planned to sit and enjoy the music. 

Misha wandered off, talking to a tall person that Brianna told you was Chris, the photographer. You sat in the front row, getting to know Brianna and Kim better, while listening to Rob practice. Soon, it was time to let fans in, and all of you made your way back into the green room, settling down, each waiting for their turn to sing.

Misha came back over to you, a huge smile on his face. "I have the perfect spot for you." He told you before grabbing your hand. You followed him, to a chair that was placed directly behind the stage. You couldn't see through the curtain, but you could still watch through the screen on the other side.

"Don't go anywhere." He made you promise, and you nodded, just as the concert started. You watched Louden Swain sing a couple of songs, before Matt went on stage for his. After him, it was Brianna's turn, and you were surprised at how amazing her voice was. 

The evening passed quickly, with you enjoying the music, and your new friends as they stopped to talk to you. But then Misha went on stage, and you concentrated on the screen. At first he started talking about the brilliant performances that had gone on so far, but then he said your name. "Y/N, can you please come up here for a moment." He said, holding his hand out. Rich gave you a big smile, before urging you up to the stage, where you stared at Misha nervously.