“Well, you know, it’s a really good cast, a fantastic crew. You know, we’re all like a family, so it’s just a great environment…” Jensen answered, nodding a little. There were people everywhere, cameras flashing and an excited chatter slowly rising to a dull roar. Award shows were always like that and to be honest he wasn’t a huge fan of them. But just having Supernatural nominated for something was a huge honor, and he would do anything to support the show.
A commotion from nearby snagged his attention, making him turn to see what was going on. The interviewer said something else, but Jensen didn’t even hear them.
His entire being was focused on you.
You’d just arrived, wearing a stunning floor length dress that made his heart quicken in his chest. Your hair was half up, half down in some intricate bun thing that would forever fascinate him, leaving a few strands to frame your face. Just then your y/e/c eyes flicked up, meeting his from across the throngs of people. Somehow the two of you were always in tune, and this was yet another example. Of all the people milling about, you’d looked up and found him. And dammit did he want to go over there and show you just how beautiful you were.
“Mr. Ackles?” The interviewer asked, probably for the fifth time and making Jensen snap back to the present.
“Hmm?” he asked, only a little embarrassed that he’d completely missed whatever they’d asked.
“I asked if you wanted to comment on having Y/N as a regular on the show now,” the reporter asked with a knowing smile. Jensen laughed a little and gave them a shit-eating grin before glancing back over to where you were.
“Well I guess since you already caught me staring…” he said, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to fight the blush creeping up his neck. “Y/N really fits in well with everybody. It sort of felt like she’d always been with us, so it wasn’t hard to make a decision about keeping her on. She’s great to work with, and uh, she gives my shit right back to me, you know?” Jensen said, grinning when you made a face at him, “See? That’s exactly what I’m talking about,” he laughed, pointing over at you. That got your attention, and you made your way over to him.
“Talking crap about me, Ackles?” You asked, raising a teasing eyebrow.
“Nah, just telling them how great you are,” he replied easily, giving you that smile that he knew drove you crazy as he slid his arm around you.
“Damn straight,” you said, leaning into him a little. Right then and there, Jensen knew he’d have to do something about this. Maybe that night after the awards he’d tell you how he felt. He was sure it was there for you, too. He could see it in your eyes.
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