A smile grew on your face as you closed your eyes and thought of green ones looking back at you. Potential conversations played through your head as you rehearsed your words over and over again. An extra surge of excitement burst through you at the thought of going to a con for the first ever time. As you waited to board only a few hours earlier you searched through YouTube for Supernatural con videos trying to get a sense of what to expect. All you found was laughter and jokes shared between actors and fans in a way you never would have imagined. It all felt so wholesome and relaxed as though it was just excited friends getting together with a few individuals taking Center stage, and you were going to be a part of all of it.

Your eyes were brought open and emotions filled within as the ping to return to your seats filled your ears. This was it. You were so close.

With a deep steadying breath you found your feet and made your way to exit the plane. Your feet carried you faster than normal as you filed through the airport, weekend bag hauled over your shoulder, eyes searching for a woman holding your name.

Only 20 minutes or so after your conversation with Jensen earlier that day your phone rang again, a soft melodic voice through the speaker giving you details. She had booked you on a flight and would pick you up from the airport to take you to your hotel.

The same hotel where Jensen and the rest of the cast were staying, as if that wasn’t enough to send the butterflies inside into a tornado.

Her description of being a short girl with a messy blonde bun rang through your mind as you scanned the crowd, scared that if you stopped moving you’d forget completely how to all of a sudden. Spotting a blonde updo you made your way over smiling wide as the surreality of seeing your name on a celebrities assistance board sunk in. “Melissa?”

Her eyes found yours immediately, a genuine smile taking over half her face as she took you in. “Y/N! Oh hi it’s so good to meet you! Come on, the cars out front.”

Her friendly demeanour immediately helped calm some of the anxiety within as you clambered into the car and left for the hotel.

“So Jensen and some of the others are doing interviews for the next hour or so in one of the conference rooms but after that he’s free as a bird until tomorrow!” She spoke with a smile on her face, hands rummaging through her handbag until she pulled out a small plastic bag handing it over to you. “And that’s all your passes and information for the weekend. You can basically sit in on anything with those, and there’s the concert tomorrow night too which is always great, but I’m sure that Jensen will tell you all about that!”

You simply laughed at her comment, cheeks flushing pink. What exactly had Jensen been telling people about the two of you? Despite everything that you had already been through this was the first official time that you two were meeting, it was essentially your first date.

Without voicing the questions you really wanted to ask the rest of the journey flowed easily, turns out that Melissa was just the distraction you needed to keep your nerves at bay.

As the car pulled up to the front of the hotel Melissa bounced out not wanting to waste a moment. With a hesitant breath you reached out until your fingers clasped on the door handle, opening it out until you were standing at the front doors that held your mystery man inside.

You were really going to meet him.

With a smile your feet carried you through the hallway until you reached the elevator, pressing the button with a little more force than necessary. You were barely paying attention to the girl beside you handing you a key card and apologising that she had to leave. You said your thank yous with sincerity and fell into the elevator pulling out your phone.

‘Jay, I’m here! I’m just going to find my room now, hurry your ass up!’

You laughed to yourself popping the phone back in your pocket as the doors opened before you. As the jingle of the elevator filled your ears you practically skipped out of the doors, wandering the corridors until you came face to face with what you were searching for. Opening the door up you jumped in, smiling as you took in the room before you.

It all felt like a dream.

Throwing your bag onto a nearby chair you found your phone again and sat on the bed unsure of what to do now. It felt like you had been racing for this moment ever since you made this decision first thing that very morning and now it was just so close but you couldn’t quite grasp it.

Shaking your head you lifted your leg underneath you to stop the bouncing and opened up your phone, praying for a distraction. It wouldn’t be long until you finally got what you had been dreaming of for weeks to come.

The warmth in your chest had completely overtaken the uncertainty of the situation. There was no room for anything else as all doubt dissolved in your mind. This was the right decision, not a single fibre of your being could argue against that as you sat in the hotel room hours from your home waiting to finally hold your man. This was the best decision you had ever made.

A fast knock at the door drew you out of your thoughts immediately.

Looking down at your phone screen you studied the time, Jensen wasn’t supposed to be finished yet but who else would be knocking on your door?

Another knock, even faster than the last one bounded against the door and you lept to your feet. Racing to the sound you didn’t even think to look through the peephole, your fingers just clumsily fiddled with the lock until the door was swinging back on its hinges.

You couldn’t even breathe.

You were frozen on the image before you. Your eyes raked quickly up his body until you came face to face with your mr stranger.

You were both frozen, neither knowing what to say, just taking in each other. Your eyes took in his parted pink lips, the stubble on his cheeks, the most beautiful shade of green and the freckles that you would happily explore for the rest of your life.

Jensen was doing the exact same thing to you. His eyes gazed into yours, dancing over every single feature, committing it to memory.

Smiles tugged at your lips in sync with one another as a hundred emotions flew between the two of you. His mouth opened and shut as words failed him, instead a crooked smile grew on his face that made the green of his eyes twinkle just that little bit brighter.

When words wouldn’t come his hand reached up hesitantly as though he was scared this was all a dream. A breath left his throat as his thumb scraped against your jawline, fingers intertwining with your hair. Without even a thought your breath shuddered in your throat as your eyes closed taking in the feeling and the warmth of Jensen Ackles hand wrapped so affectionately in your hair.

As your eyes opened they were greeted with the softest smile you’d ever seen. Your heart was fluttering in your chest as his grip tightened ever so slightly, his whole body leaning towards yours until his lips delicately grazed against yours.

Smiling into the kiss you sunk your toes into the carpet, leaning up so that you could wrap both of your arms around his neck pulling him flush to you. You would never get enough of this feeling.

His kisses deepened as he hummed into your lips and it sent sparks through your entire body.

Jensen’s free hand found your back wrapping you impossibly closer as though he never wanted to let you go, his lips grew soft and gentle against yours as you melted in his arms.

You were completely oblivious to the world, nothing else mattered in that moment in time except for the man in front of you.

Whistles and applause echoed through your ears dragging you back down to reality as Jensen pulled away ever so slightly. Only his lips left yours, his body still flush against you, hands still clinging to you as though he was afraid to let you go.

Hesitantly you both turned to the noise finding just down the corridor Jared, Rob, Rich and Misha all with grins across their faces, laughter flowing free as they mockingly clapped. Your eyes went impossibly wide and you squeaked at the sight before you, one finger leaving Jensen’s forearm to point to them, an unspoken question on your lips.

Seeing Jensen was one thing, but being dropped into a world full of celebrities left you completely starstruck.

He simply rolled his eyes and dropped his head until you could feel his stubble graze against your cheekbone as he whispered into your ear. “I’ll introduce you later.”

His hands gripped tighter around you as he walked you backwards into the room refusing to give you any space. You simply laughed at his actions as your fingers carded through the short hair on the back of his head allowing yourself to be guided. You could make out moans and ‘oh come on man’ through the door as Jensen kicked it shut behind him.

Instead of diving back in for another kiss that you wanted so desperately his hands simply moved until they both cupped your face. Rough fingers stroking so delicately against the soft skin on your face. Your hands found his forearms, holding him tightly to you as you simply smiled at one another, the soft gravel of his voice floated through the room.

“Y/N, I can’t believe you’re here sweetheart.”

All you could do was smile back at him as his lips found yours once more, speaking every unspoken word between the two of you, nothing but complete and utter love and devotion.

Anger began to fill it’s way inside as you realised that this was the first time you wanted him to be there for you for emotional support and he wasn’t.

He had other things to do. Better things to do.Things that didn’t involve you.

He was too busy doing whatever he was doing that he couldn’t spare 30 seconds to fire off a ‘Sorry your favourite patient died i’m thinking of you’ text.

Opening up the back door and sitting inside the frame you let the fresh air wash over you as you tried to calm yourself. You knew that you were overreacting but you were sad,hurt and emotional. All you wanted was your friend to show that he cared about you and he was nowhere to be found.

Leaning your head against the cold plastic of the frame you looked out over the garden and watched the birds dancing in the trees above, it was peaceful. It felt calm despite the battle of emotions inside you and you willed that calmness to invade your body, to slow your mind down, to just let everything stop.

As you sat outside a thought took center stage in your mind, you liked this guy. Not i like him as a friend or as a fuck buddy but you liked him. The only time that you could ever remember feeling this upset when someone ghosted you was when your ex did it to you. Someone that you were dating, even when Lucy ignored your texts you moaned at her but you never felt betrayed by it.

Waking up in the morning the first thing that you did was open your phone to see if there was a message from him, as soon as anything happened in your day your first thought was to tell him. You two talked every single day multiple times a day, you had sex, albeit cyber sex, regularly. You made jokes and laughed at each other for hours about nothing in particular without ever seeing each other’s faces.

If you were doing this face to face it would be exactly like you were dating.

Shit.

It would be exactly like you were dating.

Fuck.

You were falling in love with a man you had never even met.

As all the realisations came crashing down into you it was like a weight was pressing down onto your chest, christ, it was like you could barely even breathe. Leaning forward you twisted yourself around until you were on your hands and knees just inside your house, oh my god you were in love with him.

You didn’t even know his real name?!

Leaning your head down until your forehead was pressed into the floorboards you swore under you breath and rocked backwards and forwards until your breathing started to calm itself down. Rolling over onto your back you looked up at the ceiling taking in the enormity of all of this, you were in love with a man you had never met, who’s name you didn’t know, had no idea what he looked like and he was currently ghosting you. Awesome.

What the hell were you going to do.

After what felt like forever you pushed yourself up to your feet and shut the back door, making your way into the kitchen where you left your phone you picked it up ready to write out a text to your mr stranger. What the hell were you going to say though? ‘Hey, so i think i maybe kinda love you even though i know absolutely nothing about you, call me x’ Fucking hell that would go over well.

Nibbling on your thumb nail you scrolled through some of the old messages that you two shared, looking at the ease that you two had with one another brought a smile to your face. Sure this was different but you guys always fell into conversations easily, this shouldn’t be that difficult right? A girl can dream at least.

Shaking out your hands you began to type and delete and retype until you had something you thought you were okay with.

‘Hey hope you’re okay you kinda fell off the edge of the planet there, i didn’t say anything did i? Anyway i don’t know if you noticed or not but i’ve been a bit emotional and sleep deprived so just ignore me if i’m overreacting or whatever haha. Miss you Mr Stranger x’

That was as good as it was going to get. Hitting send you turned your phone upside down and turned around to focus on a different task at hand, what on earth were you going to make yourself to eat? Opening up and searching through the cupboards you decided on some veggie rice with some sticky chicken, placing the ingredients you could muster onto the side you started chopping the veg when you heard your phone go off. Hesitantly walking over to it you lifted it to discover a message from your very own mr stranger sitting in your inbox, nibbling on your lower lip you opened it up and dropped the phone back on the counter. Why were you so nervous?!

‘Hey there. Yeah sorry i did, listen i’m really sorry that i disappeared when you had just told me that you were sad. It wasn’t anything to do with that i promise and i hope that you’re feeling better about it all now, that was a dick move of me and i’m sorry. I just took a step back but i’m here now, i missed you Mrs Stranger x’

Smiling to yourself relief filled you that you didn’t say anything to scare him away and he was back but why did he need to take a step back from you? Something about that sentence didn’t sit right in your stomach. The anxiety that you had been feeling began to bubble back up so you turned on netflix focusing on friends to aid to your distraction as you wrote out a reply.

‘Don’t worry about it, it’s okay i was just worrying about nothing. So listen, i feel like a dumbass but i need to talk to you about something. So i’ve been having so much fun talking to you and getting to know you and ‘having fun’ together haha and i guess that i kinda like you a little bit Mr Stranger, so i was just wondering if you wanted to do something more than what we’ve been doing? It’s okay if you don’t want to i just would have hated it if i never asked x’

Hitting send you groaned out loud and hid your face in the corner of your elbow, why did you feel like such a teenage girl. Rolling the phone over once more so it was face down you turned back to making yourself some dinner while constantly telling yourself that it was going to be fine. If he turned back and said no that’s totally fine, you would just carry on like you had been or you wouldn’t talk as much anymore and that would be okay. You really wanted him to say yes though, you couldn’t deny it.

By the time you allowed yourself to check your phone again your rice was almost done and the chicken was just simmering away so you had a few minutes spare.

Okay. Breathe.

Turning over your phone you found more than one message gracing your homescreen and by just the few words that you could see they sounded positive. With a smile on your face and a beating chest you played with your screen until you could read them in their entirety.

‘Okay, wow, don’t feel like a dumbass you’re not! I’ve been having a great time talking to you too and if we’re being honest part of the reason why i didn’t text you back was because i was realising just how much i liked you too. Okay now i feel like a dumbass haha.’

With shaky breaths and a smile you opened the second message.

‘So yes i do want to do something more, i know you might think it’s big but i would love to meet you. I’m actually travelling for work next weekend and if you wanted to we could do something then, just to see how we get on in real life without being in each others home towns or anything. How does that sound to you? I would really love to take you out on a real date x’

Oh my god he wanted to take you out on a date. He felt the exact same way?! This was amazing. Were you actually going to jump on a plane and go out to meet him in a random city though? Thinking it through it did make sense, even though you liked this guy you didn’t feel comfortable just giving him your address so maybe he felt the same way. It was considerate and sweet. Your Mr Stranger was so sweet. Smiling to yourself you wrote out a response to him.

‘You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that, i would love to go out on a date with you. Might be a little bit awkward to start with though seeing as how we’ve never even seen each other haha I’m not saying no to this weekend but it’s soon and i’m nervous. Maybe we could finally share our faces with each other or talk on the phone before we make a decision like that first?’

Sending the text you turned your attention back to a pan that was threatening to boil over. While you were nervous about actually meeting up you were patting yourself on the back for being practical and not allowing yourself just to say yes i’ll fly across the country to see you. Turning off the pan you reached over for your buzzing phone, the excitement inside couldn’t wait just for a moment.

‘I’m glad, i really want to do the whole dinner drinks thing with you. I get it, i kinda dived in straight to meeting but yeah if you want to send selfies first just to put a face to the name?’

Smiling at the kindness in his words you turned your camera on and turned your back to the hob, taking a smiling selfie with the pans in the background you attached it to a message. It wasn’t the prettiest photo of you but that didn’t matter, what mattered was that it was a real photo not one that could have easily been copied off google. Writing a caption underneath you hit send and made your way with the rice over to the side to start dishing up before it got burnt. ‘Selfies sound really good, i’m cooking dinner but hi so I’m Y/N its really nice to meet you, your turn! x’

Dishing up your dinner you couldn’t stop smiling, you were going to finally be able to put a face to a name and a name to him as well. This time next week you could have had dinner with your perfect stranger and be an actual couple, even with the worries and doubts that niggled at your brain your couldn’t quell the happiness and hope that came right along with it. The second that your phone buzzed you dropped your pan and opened up the app.

‘I told you that you were beautiful. It’s really nice to meet you Y/N, i’m Jensen x’ Reading his text a squeal left your lips, he thought that you were beautiful and Jensen was such a nice name, it suited everything you knew about him. As you held the phone in your hand a picture message began to load, holding your breath a little bit you waited for it to become clear and when it did your heart stopped.

It was a selfie of a beautiful man with green eyes and freckles smiling softly at you.

You knew this man.

You told your stranger in passing how hot you thought this man was.

This man who you had talked to every single day just grabbed a photo of someone who he knew you thought was hot and copied and pasted it straight to you.

This wasn’t him.

He lied to you.

He lied to you this entire time.

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Groaning at her you shut the door of your locker and the two of you walked out the staff room to make your way to the parking lot. “I can’t even remember the last time that i went on a date, ugh it’s so much effort i really don’t know if i can do that anymore!” Whining at this realisation Lucy simply laughed at you. “You’re way overthinking this, you don’t have to find someone you like then go on 3 dates before you bang anymore, hun this is the 21st century the world is full of dating apps designed purely to get you laid!”

“You cannot be serious?” Rolling your eyes at her you fumbled for your car keys, it wasn’t that you were opposed to dating apps or casual hook ups at all, it was just something that you had never done before. “What would i even do, just sign up to tinder or something?”

“Yeah you could do. Just open up an account, swipe who you like and then talk to the guy. You don’t have to meet up with anyone that you don’t want to and if you do want to just let me know where you’re going. Safety first at the end of the day.” Mulling this over and agreeing with the safety comment you threw your bag in the passenger seat as you leaned over the top of your car as Lucy continued talking about the wonders of the internet to improve your sex life.

“And if meeting a stranger for sex is too much you could always ease into it first, it’s something i haven’t done for years but when i was feeling a little ‘Pent up’ I would totally log onto one of those anonymous chat roullete sites and have a little fun if you catch my drift.” She waggled her eyebrows at you as her smile grew bigger at the memories.

“Lucy literally everyone know what you mean, you’re ridiculous. I’ll see you tomorrow!” With a laugh you stepped into your car and shut the door making your way home for the evening. Once you had settled on the couch with something to eat and had an old episode of Friends on the tv your mind started to wander back to that conversation. Well honestly it hadn’t left that conversation, it had been months since you’d been with a man and while it was time for you to get back into the swing of things you had been with your ex for years and this all felt like foreign territory once again.

Maybe the internet was a way of making this whole thing so much less stressful, making your way into the kitchen you poured yourself a large glass of wine and took a generous mouthful as you settled back on the couch pulling your laptop into your lap. Taking in a deep breath you opened up the browser and loaded up one of those anonymous chat sites that you hadn’t used since you were probably a teenager, tilting the screen so that the webcam was pointing away from your face you dove in.

It only took a few seconds before you matched with someone and were greeted by a very clear image of a man sitting with a very exposed hard on.

Nope. More wine.

Leaving the chat immediately you almost downed your glass of wine before bouncing into the kitchen to decide that it would be best if you just brought the whole bottle into the other room with you. Refilling the glass you gave yourself a pep talk and settled back into your seat, this was exactly what you went onto this site for to test the waters of talking to a man while staying anonymous in the safety of your own home. You could do this. Maybe just don’t start with talking to the guys who already had their junk out waiting for you.

Taking a sip you joined another chat, this time you were greeted by a man who had the webcam, similar to you, pointing away from his face. What you could see however was a pair of jean clad thighs, a black t shirt and bare forearms. Okay, this was doable. Definitely a man, definitely not a penis in sight.

Settling your glass next to your leg you simply typed in a ‘hey’ with a smiley face. He responded immediately with a ‘Hi, how are you?’

Smiling you wrote back ‘I’m good thanks, just relaxing with a glass of wine. How about you?’ You lifted the glass up to show the camera before bringing it up out of view so that you could drink it. Looking at the screen Mr Stranger brought a beer out of view to nod it at the camera before it dissapeared up to his mouth just as yours did.

‘Sounds lovely sweetheart, i’m just here because i lost a bet and my dumbass friends thought it would be funny to make me go on here and see a load of guys with their dicks out haha’

‘They sound like great friends!’

‘Yeah they’re assholes’

‘So, come across many dicks in your travels then?’

‘More than i’d like to see on a thursday evening. Pleasantly surprised to see that you’re not one of them, although the guys are arguing about whether talking to you is cheating’

‘Well i’m glad that i could add a little variety to your evening and definitely not cheating. It’s not our fault that chat roulette managed to put two people together who don’t have their junk out’

‘Haha definitely it’s basically a miracle, we should appreciate that!’

‘Yeah, i agree and not that i’m using you or anything but i think i’d prefer to stay here with you than try my luck with the others’

‘Well sweetheart you’re making me blush!’

‘Well the bar is set very low but hey a compliments a compliment!’

Reaching out to pour yourself another glass of wine you watched as the mystery man read your comment and he let out a whole body laugh. As he fell backwards into the sofa more of his body came into view and your eyes were drawn to the muscles that danced in his biceps.

Oh my.

As you finished your third glass of wine you found that the conversation had flowed so naturally and jokingly that almost half an hour had passed. Legs of another man came onto the small window as you could see him looking at the conversation you were having on the other side of the screen, you moved your hand to the camera eyeline to wave to the tall stranger. It took a few seconds but when they noticed you you could tell they were both laughing as the standing stranger moved to give you a dorky double handed wave, his large hands almost taking up the whole screen. The smaller of the men batted his hands away as he typed out his message to you ‘Sorry my friend wanted to see what was keeping me so entertained. I’ve had fun but i’ve got to go now sweetheart :(’

The smile that you were unaware was even gracing your face dropped as soon as you saw he was saying his goodbyes. ‘Oh really? That sucks, you’ve definitely made my evening more enjoyable :(’

‘I’m sorry, early morning and my friends being annoying and kicking me out of his place, jerk.’

‘Total jerk. How selfish of him.’

‘I know i was having fun, maybe we could do this again sometime?’

‘What both agree to go on here tomorrow and search with random people until we find eachother again? Haha’

‘Well we could but i think that would bring me way over my dick quota for the week. Maybe i could just text you sometime instead?’

Biting your lip you read and reread his sentence, he was asking for your phone number. Immediately your brain shouted no. Why would you give your number to a stranger, that wasn’t safe but on the other hand you had gotten on so well and he was fun to talk to, it’s not like you were telling him your address or anything. The seconds passed as you deliberated and you saw his hands dance across the keyboard on your screen.

‘It’s okay sorry, i could be a murderer or anything i won’t be offended if you don’t want to give me your number’

‘No it’s fine, like i don’t think that you send off any murder vibes haha no it’s okay i’ll give you my number but if you turn into some psycho stalker or something i am so going to kick your ass.’

‘Hahaha deal. Promise i’m not a murderer or a stalker but if i turn out to be i’ll give you a free pass’

‘You’re such a gentleman, who says chivalry’s dead! Here you go. Just please don’t ring me in the middle of the night or give out my number or anything okay’

‘Just for my eyes only, thank you for trusting me. I’ll send you a text later so that you’ve got mine too but the same rules apply to you i’m afraid’

‘Oh damn and here i was so excited to stalk some random guy i met on a chat roulette site, living the high life’

‘Bye stranger, thanks for the fun. Talk to you soon x’

‘Good night, same back to you i had a really great time x’

With a final wave and a hesitant close of the screen you said goodbye. Closing the laptop you smiled to yourself making your way to your bedroom, time really had got away from you and you were usually in bed by this time but god that was fun. You talked to a cute guy and had a really great conversation, you drank wine and you didn’t even have to leave your living room, it was just like a date but so much better.

A mixture of excitement and panic bubbled in your chest as it sunk in that you gave a complete stranger off the internet your phone number but that was okay right? If worse comes to worse you could always just block him or even get a new number. This was fine, if he was a guy you met at a bar you would have given him your number so why not a stranger you met in a chat room?

You rationalised the decision all the way up until you were tucking yourself into bed, falling under the covers with a smile taking over your face you nestled into the sheets for a minute inhaling the calming scent of lavender as you heard your phone buzz next to you. Leaning over you grabbed it to see a text from an unknown number, taking in a deep breath you opened your screen to read it in it’s entirity.

‘Hey sweetheart, just wanted to give you my number so that we could at least stalk eachother, fairs far. My names Jay by the way in case you were wondering but i think i’m cool with Mr Stranger too, i’ll let you be the decider on that one. Sweet dreams x’

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