Supernatural Preferences and Imagines

Hometown Con- Jensen

"You excited?" Jensen said, smiling. You glanced over to him then back to the airplane window.

You smirked. "I've done many cons, if I may remind you. I've been on the show for six years."

"Yeah, but it's back at your hometown! Rumor has it your parents will be coming— as well as your siblings. Even I will be there!" You heard the soft rumble of laughter in his throat.

"I guess I'm excited to see them," you murmur. Jensen reaches over and grabs your hand. The corners of your lips curve upward. "But who knew you would be going to your show's con? I'm shocked. I'm your girlfriend, for Chuck's sake. I should know these things."

"Did you just say 'for Chuck's sake'?"

The flight was only a few hours. You spent time sharing your earbuds with Jensen and watching a movie the both of you wanted to see. Unlike most plane rides, time flew by. You were soon with your escort heading to your hotel.

It seemed like some of the fans were already there. As you and Jensen stepped out with Jared, some people on the streets screamed with excitement. They pulled out their phones to take a picture and found random scraps for you to sign.

You made your way over and allowed the fans to take selfies with you.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you," a teenage girl squealed.

"No problem. I assume you're going to the con?"

She nodded vigorously. "I have a photo-op with Misha and Mark— plus an autograph with you and J2!"

You smiled. "I guess I'll see you then." You glanced over to your caretaker and saw that it was time to go. You grabbed your bag and walked off with Jensen.

You got to spend the next day exploring your hometown with Jensen. You didn't have to attend today's con but there was a karaoke party tonight you would be at.

Your childhood home was exactly how you remembered it. The shops around it, however, had changed. Downtown was nice to visit; you ended up getting lunch at your favorite place to go to as a child. Jensen then insisted on seeing where you went to school. With a sigh and an eye roll, you pointed out your high school, yet refused to go inside— Not today, teenage angst.

Your appearances were day two and three of the con, so your weekend was filled with panels and photo-ops.

Most questions were usually about the show, with the exception to a few about your past and future.

"What do you think you'll do if Supernatural ends?"

"Good question," you said as you sat down on your chair. "I hadn't really thought about it that much. On one hand, I'd like to continue acting. Maybe I'll find a show or a movie to be on. On the other hand, I'd like to settle down, get a cat or a turtle... Jensen and Jared talked about opening a bar. I could be a barista."

The audience murmured softly. You laughed and continued, "I could wear that button down crop-top, a short skirt, a push up bra, and curl my hair!"

"Wear plaid!" Someone shouted from the audience. You pointed out at them excitedly.

"Plaid? Yes! I mean, you can't be apart of Team Free Will without flannel!"

"Nice panel," Jensen said as you walked backstage. "I love the part about the flannel."

"I think we both know it would be the push up bra and short skirt."

You and your boyfriend snorted with laughter. "I can't wait for our panel tomorrow."