𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: after the weekend convention in chicago, you sneak into gens hotel room with snacks and good news, showing her the fan tweets about you two
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff.ᐟ wlw.ᐟ secret relationship.ᐟ 2000s era.ᐟ beginning of twitter.ᐟ au where gen & jared aren’t a thing.ᐟ slight undertone of you fearing homophobia.ᐟ
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 623
it was a late evening on a sunday, the chicago con was officially over and a success, despite it being so so long, everyone had a great time including your friends and coworkers from supernatural. the fans were super kind and supportive as always, which you couldn’t be more grateful for.
genevieve heard a knock at her hotel room door, making her get up from the queen bed and stroll over to the door to check the peep-hole before realising it’s you standing with a bag of snacks and a bottle of wine, with a big cheesy smile plastered across your pretty face.
she opened the door with a timid smile, pulling you in quickly before anyone could notice you sneaking into her room. “hi~” gen giggled shyly.
“hey~ yo private snack dealer is in da house.” you grinned, placing the snacks and wine on the table before plopping down on her bed, making yourself feel like at home. maybe because it wasn’t your first time sneaking into gen’s room.
you and her were going steady in a secret relationship, that misha accidentally found out about one random con a couple months ago, but he was an absolute ally and supported you and gen – rooting for you both.
you weren’t sure how the supernatural fans would react to a same-sex couple. even if destiel was a fan favourite to discuss, you two were very much a real, non-fiction couple comparing to dean x castiel.
“did you see the tweets?” you shot your head up with excitement, sitting up on the white sheets.
“what tweets?” gen’s eyes widened, twitter was still very much a new thing for the whole cast, a place to find out if the fans loved you or despised you.
“on twitter, about us. misha showed me the fan tweets.” you explained, pulling your phone out and going on the blue bird app.
“about us? but like.. good or bad ones?” gen asked nervously, not sure if this would be going a positive or negative direction.
“lots of good ones.” you grinned with excitement, “i mean, just see for yourself.” you gave your phone over to gen, open at the trending hashtag titled with your ship name.
she has a good look at them, slowly scrolling through all the fresh tweets about you two. reading every single one.
‘look at how she looks at her they are sooo in love’
‘i just know they are secretly dating, look at how shy y/n gets everytime a fan mentions ruby!’
‘may this type of love find me.’
‘can someone write a fanfic about them already?!’
‘who do you guys think is the top?’
and the replies ‘easy, y/n.’ – ‘obviously it’s ruby.’ – ‘you can tell they switch.’
and there was so much more,
genevieve let out a soft laugh of hers, throwing her head back a bit. relief overflowing her body as realisation hit, the fans were shipping you two, not just your characters, but also you. the actors.
“they ship us?” she chuckled with pure joy, giving you your phone back.
“yep.” you grinned, inching closer to her, your hand snaking up her arm before delicately cupping her jaw. “you know what that means right?”
her brown doe eyes dilating from the proximity, “not really?” she smiled shyly, looking like a confused little happy puppy.
“we can stop hiding-” you whispered with a smile of pure joy, “and go public. no more sneaking around, no more lying.”
gen let out a sigh of relief, “finally.”
you nodded with a soft look in your eyes. “i love you, genevieve cortese” you spoke tenderly before closing the distance between you with a gentle kiss.
