Chuck Shurley Imagines

Rob Benedict x Reader: Family

You sat in the green room, laughing at Misha as he made funny faces at you. He had a short break between panels and photo-ops so he had decided to come and keep you company. You were waiting for your older brother Rich and his best friend Rob to finish their photo-op so you could go and get lunch.

Misha had just stuck his tongue out and jammed his fingers into his ears when the door slammed open and the sound of laughter filled the room. Rich jumped onto the couch next to you, and wrapped an arm around your shoulders as Rob slid into the seat on your other side.

"Hey, little sis. What're you doing with Mish?" He shoved you a little and you bumped shoulders with Rob, giving him a shy smile.

You gave Rob a little wave, feeling awkward as usual in his presence (though you known him for years) and grinned up at your big brother.

"Well, Richie, Misha here was just showcasing how stupid of an idea it is to stick your fingers in your ears." You giggled as you watched Misha rub at his ears, discomfort clear on his face from how hard he had pressed on his inner ears.

"Hey!" Misha huffed out, with a smile in his face to show he wasn't truly offended. He moved his hands from covering up his ears to reach over the coffee table to swat at you. You giggle as you lurched sideways, until you realised you had overbalanced and went toppling face first into Rob's lap. Your eyes widened and heat rose to your face.

You scrambled backwards, bumping into your brother in your rush to escape, eyes never leaving Rob's. You could vaguely hear Misha laughing hysterically, Rich joining in after a few seconds, but all of your focus was on the blush spreading over Rob's face as his blue eyes darted away to stare at the floor.

You stuttered for a few moments, before you finally got out the word 'sorry', trying hard not to let your nerves take over and force you to curl in on yourself.

Thankfully, Rich saved you from the embarrassment by standing up and clapping his hands together.

"Okay, so where do we want to eat?" Rich turned to face you and Rob.

Your face still red and hot, you quietly suggested a small cafe you had seen just up the  road from the hotel the convention was being held at.

After both Rob and Rich had agreed, you made your way to the cafe, your brother's arm around your shoulders and Rob's around your waist.

You had to eat quickly, so that Rob and Rich could get back to the hotel in time for their panel. Lunch was filled with laughter and awkward glances followed by bright red cheeks.

You had been politely interrupted by a couple of fans looking for pictures a few times, but that didn't bother you or them, you got used to it after a while.

After eating, you hurried back to the hotel so you would make it in time for Rob and Rich's panel. And if your fingers had accidentally brushed against Rob's more than a few times on the short walk back, well... that was nobody's business but your own.

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"Y/N!" Rob and Rich came bounding off the stage, practically trembling with excitement. You eagerly accepted Rich's enthusiastic hug, even though you struggled to breathe for a while.

"Okay, okay, calm down! What's going on?" You asked confused. Of course, they were basically twelve year old boys, but this was odd even for them.

Two face-splitting grins were your answer. Rich was bouncing on the balls of his feet as he and Rob looked at each other with pure joy in their eyes. They seemed to be having a silent  conversation that even you, as the third member of the trio, couldn't understand. Simultaneously, they turned to you and, loud enough to make your ears hurt, yelled,

"Season two of Kings of Con got picked up!"

You stood silently for a moment, shocked by their outburst. Then your senses came back to you, your brain caught up and you squealed, rushing forward to wrap an arm around each of their necks.

"Oh my Rob! I can't wait! When do e start filming?" You were given a small role in the first season and your brother had promised you could come back if the show was picked up again. You were almost as exited as they were.

"We haven't worked out the details yet, but Netflix is willing to sign for a season. Maybe more if it does well." Rich smiled happily at you once ,ore before turning away to call his wife.

You grinned at Rob again, drawing him in for another hug. Your arms were wrapped around his neck and his were equally tight around your waist. After what was possibly a moment too long, you both pulled back, though neither of you let go. You were so close you could feel Rob's breath fanning across your face.

Your eyes were locked together and you were mesmerised by the clear sky blue. The connection was broken briefly when Rob's eyes flickered down to your lips, before coming back up to meet your stare once again. You dragged your tongue across your bottom lip so slowly you hardly even realised what you were doing.

It seemed Rob couldn't deal with the tension anymore and he surged forward, arms tightens around you as he pressed his lips against yours, surprisingly gentle. You wrapped a hand around his shoulders and one threaded into his hair to pull him closer as your eyes slid closed and you melted into the kiss.

The moment was ended by a familiar voice exclaiming,

"Oh my God!"

You and Rob twisted away from each other, turning to face your shellshocked older brother who's phone was still pressed against one ear. You could hear your sister-in-law questioning him loudly from where you were standing.

There was a long moment where there was no sound, no movement. Only you staring awkwardly at your brother after he just caught you making out with his best friend. You were terrified, surely he was going to be angry with you. After the staring continued for what felt like hours, you finally worked up the courage to speak.

"Rich, we..." The words seemed to knock your brother out of his trance.

"Finally!" He yelled, practically running to hug you both. "God, we've all been waiting for this for years now. I swear you guys are so oblivious." He smiled that mega-watt grin of his and you felt instant relief. Rob had visibly relaxed a little from his place beside you.

"So... You're okay with this?" Rob ventured to ask. Even though your brother's approval was clear, you needed to know for certain whether or not he supported you in whatever this thing with Rob was, or could be.

"I'm more than okay with this. Hell, I'm your number one shipper. However," Rich turned to Rob, his older brother face turned on "you and I need to have a talk." He looked at his best friend sternly, before smiling again and dragging you back into a hug.

"I just want you to be happy, Y/N."

He drew back, kissed your cheek and ran off, presumably to call his wife back and apologise. You looked at Rob and Shepard shy smiles.

Yes, you were happy.

I am so sorry about the wait for this one, guys. Wattpad deleted most of it, and I was unable to find the backup until recently. Just saying, I've never actually been to a SPN convention so I'm just basing this off of what I know. I hope you enjoy anyway, and thanks for reading!

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