This is dedicated to TheWavesOfTime  for voting for the imagines in this book consistently... I love you so much!!! 😘😍

A/N I've never been to a convention before so I have no idea if the process is accurate... Forgive me for any inaccuracies.

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You waited in line for your photo up with one of your favourite actors on Supernatural and in general: Misha Collins.

Your heart raced, your hand shivered a bit. You didn't want to embarrass yourself infront of Misha. "Next please," A lady called out and you gulped. It was your turn.

You walked slowly towards the photo area, thinking about what pose you wanted. You had thought of doing a-

"Hi there."

Oh my God. It's him.

You looked up, biting your lip as you stared into his eyes. "What's your name?" Misha asked with a wide smile. "Uh... [y/n]," You stammered a bit.

"Well that is a beautiful name, [y/n]," He said and you followed him over to the area infront of the camera. "What pose would you like?" He asked.

You didn't know what to say. You had thought of countless picture ideas that you wanted. You wanted to do so much with him but you just had two pictures.

"I umm, I'm not sure..." You felt really humiliated. You were mentally killing youself. Other girls are all pumped up and ready with an idea and you're just... Blank. You wanted to run away.

"Okay well... How about a ride on my back?" Misha asked and you looked at with confusion. "I could give you a piggy-back ride,"He said and had the most cutest smile on his face. You melted a bit inside.

"O-Okay," You said and walked over to a stable at the side and placed your small bag on it.

"I hope it's no trouble," You said as you fidgeted with your hands. "No trouble at all!" Misha said and bent down a bit. The lady attendant placed a box for you to step on and the next moment, you couldn't believe that Misha was carrying you on his back.

You screamed a bit, shutting your eyes. Misha laughed. "Please don't drop me," You said, gripping his shirt tightly. "Never. I'd never drop you," He said, looking over to you and smiling sweetly.

"Alright, smile!" The cameraman said and you gave him your best smile possible. "What do you want next?" Misha asked and once again, blankness greeted you.

Then you thought of it. The picture that you'd love and adore.

But you weren't sure if Misha would be okay with it.

"Umm, could I... Could I kiss you, on the cheek?" You requested, "For my second picture?" Misha raised an eyebrow and smirked, "What if I kiss you?" He winked at you and you were surprised your weren't six feet under.

Is Misha Collins... Flirting with me?! You thought, slightly wanting it to be true.

But then again, it's Misha. He's like that.

You sighed internally but gave him a smile, "I'd actually like that very much!" You both stood infront of the camera and unexpectedly, Misha kissed you on the cheek, without warning.

"Just a trial... I don't want to ruin your picture," Misha said and laughed nervously. You cleared your throat, you were sure that you had become as red as a tomato.

Misha held your hands, "I'll kiss you and he'll take the picture. That way we don't have to pause and... It'll be more natural." You nodded, slightly nervous.

"Okay smile!" The cameraman said and Misha bent down a bit to kiss you. You smiled uncontrollably, it was the best thing ever.

There was a flash and the picture was taken. You requested if you could see the pictures and you loved both of them. The first one was really cute but the second one was your favorite. It was... Perfect. You face was a bit scrunched up because of how enthusiastically he was kissing you on your cheek.

"You like them?" Misha asked and you nodded. "I love them! Thank you," You said and hugged him. He hugged you back, tightly, and you never wanted to let go.

But you had to. There were other people waiting in line. He frowned when you pulled away.

"Bye Misha," You said and waved to him as you exited the room. "Bye [y/n]," He waved back, wishing you had stayed longer.

*****

"I'd like to have the chicken sandwich please," You told the attendant at the counter. You felt the sides of your hip, your hand scanning it up and down. A look of horror washed over your face. You didn't have your bag.

"Oh crap!" You mumbled and started to panic. You searched the area near the kiosk, but you couldn't find your bag anywhere.

You ran from the place, apologizing to the attendant. You searched frantically, retracing your steps and going everywhere you had gone.

You stopped at one point, closing your eyes and thinking about where you had seen it last.

"Okay so I had it with me at the photo op, then I put it on the..." You realized and ran towards the photo op area. You entered the place and your heart sank. There was not a single person there. The photo ops were over and only the camera and the rest of the equipment were still present.

You sighed, walking towards the table where you had placed your bag. It wasn't there and you felt sick. It had your phone, your money, your headphones. You liked the bag itself and now... It's gone.

You wanted to sit in a corner and cry. You felt weak, you felt unsafe. You walked out, a dark cloud raining on your happiness.

You told one of the security officers about the lost item and he said that he'll look into it. You sighed, walking towards one of the tables and sitting down, burying your head in your hands.

*****

You looked at the time. You scrambled out of your seat, you didn't realize that you had slept. If you hurried to the signing, you'd make it just in time to get a few autographs.

You stood in line, three more people infront of you. The actors sat in a line: Jared, Jensen and then Misha. You greeted Jared and Jensen and they smiled, signing your book of autographs.

Then it was Misha.

"Hey [y/n]!" Misha greeted with a smile. "Hi," You said softly. You were so surprised that he remembered your name. You gave him your photo ops pictures and he looked at them happily.

"Oh these came out nice!" Misha scanned the pictures and you made an effort to smile. He signed one of the pictures then asked you, "Okay alright, why the long face?" He looked up to you and you sighed.

"I lost my bag and my mom is going to kill me," You said sadly. Misha frowned then looked behind him, "Oh you mean... This bag?" He brought out a bag on top of the table.

It was your bag.

"OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE MY BAG?!" You squealed in happiness as he gave it to you, "Thank you so much! Where was it?" You looked inside, checking if everything was there.

"I found it on the table about an hour after you had left," Misha explained, "I uh... I had to look at your phone to see whose it was. Sorry."

"It's okay," You said and smiled. Just then your phone started ringing. You looked at the screen to find your mom calling you. "I'm sorry, I have to take this," You said and answered the call.

"Hi mom... Yeah I'm fine, just at the signing table... No it's alright, I kind of lost my bag but, I found it... Yeah okay... I'll call you later, bye," You talked to your mom then ended the call.

"Sorry Misha, it was my mom," You said as you walked back to the table. He smiled and gave you the pictures. You looked at them, there was his signature.

"Thank you so much once again, for the autograph and the picture and for keeping my bag," You said.

"Oh it's fine, no problem!" He stood up and walked around the table towards you. He spread his arms out infront of him, "Hug?"

You looked at Jared and Jensen, who looked at both of you with a smile. You nodded and hugged him tightly. He hugged back, it was so cozy and he smelt so good.

You pulled away, hoping that you didn't hug him for too long. "You guys are amazing, thank you," You said, telling all three of them. You checked that you had everything then started walking towards the exit.

"Bye guys, I hope to see you later!" You said and waved. They waved back with smiles on their faces.

You exited the place, feeling happier than ever. You made your way towards the food area, feeling more hungry now.

*****

You placed the pictures on your table. You smiled, thinking about the day. You decided to put the pictures on your wall. You took out some tape and turned the piggy-back picture around. You stuck tape to it, made sure it was straight on the wall then stuck it. You turned the kiss picture around, surprised that there was some writing in black marker. You brought it closer to your face, reading the note.

[y/n],
Seeing you today at the photo ops cheered me up. I loved taking pictures with you and you made my day brighter. Then seeing you at the signing table, I felt happy once again. I don't know what it was. You have that... Good vibe coming out of you :)
I can see you smiling right now. Please, don't stop. It's beautiful...
I hope we meet each other again. I'll definitely have a hard time forgetting you.
Love,
Misha <3

You couldn't believe your eyes. You stared at the black ink for a few more seconds. You couldn't wipe the smile off your face.

You took a picture of the note and were surprised to see your gallery flooded with selfies of Misha, Jared and Jensen. You smirked while looking through each of them.

Oh those dorks, you thought.