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➢ sixty six

i'm sorry about my incompetence when it comes to conventions as a whole. i've never been to one before and i tried doing research but it still confused me after looking into it, so i kind of made up a few things here and there when it comes to the convention and stuff

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The Saturday Night Special. Also known as Karaoke Night.

Every convention, it was probably the one thing he looked forward to the most. He always got to hang out with some of his closest friends (that weren't Jared, that is), have some beer or whiskey or whatever, sing some songs, and just relax in general.

It was probably the least stressful of all the events at the con, and so it was nice to just be open and free and not give a shit if he messed up— because who cares he did mess up? Everyone knew he wasn't a professional musician. They knew he wasn't perfect at playing guitar. They knew he wasn't perfect when he sang. He'd miss a chord, or his voice would be flat, or whatever. Sometimes it happened, and it was nice that no one judged him just because he messed up.

Everyone was awesome, of course. Louden Swain was amazing as always, and so was Jason Manns. In between songs when everyone was getting ready for the next one, they'd all joke around and laugh as they took sips of their drinks.

Misha crashed the panel at some point, but Jensen's brain was a little too fuzzy from the alcohol to pinpoint when exactly he had come out on stage. But it didn't matter, because he was just glad that his boyfriend was up on the stage with them.

Jensen hadn't sung too much yet, surprisingly. He'd been mostly doing backup vocals for everyone else. Even Misha had sung a song. He had done a pretty terrible rendition of Stayin' Alive, although he had done it as more of a joke than actually trying to sing.

Jensen though, was waiting until the end. Not because he wanted to be the 'star of the show' and be the closing act, but because he knew that there'd be fewer people in the crowd. Obviously most people stayed, but about ten to fifteen people had left for whatever the reason. He didn't know why, but couldn't care less. It was his turn now, and he always got the same feelings of nervousness and excitement when he was about to sing in front of a crowd.

He picked up the acoustic guitar before settling down on the stool, plucking a few strings absentmindedly. "Alright, uhh, I originally planned to be doing a different song, like a classic rock one or something. But this idiot," he glanced over at Misha for a moment, "decided to crash the party. So this one goes out to him." He adjusted his position on the stool. "This is something I recently just started learning, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes." Jensen started playing the guitar, doing the first few chords of the introduction before starting to sing.

(A/N: PSST! you should play the song now. also, all the lyrics are below it so feel free to skip through all the italicized crap if you don't want to read the song's lyrics)

"Waking up to kiss you and nobody's there
The smell of your cologne still stuck in the air
It's hard

Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running 'round
It's funny how things never change in this old town

So far
From the stars

And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around

And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now

'Cause if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

I saw that you moved on with someone new
In the pub that we met he's got his arms around you
It's so hard
So hard

And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around

And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now

'Cause if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies—they come alive when I'm next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

And I know that it's wrong
That I can't move on
But there's something 'bout you

'Cause if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies—they come alive when I'm next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

Everything comes back to you."

The whole time while Jensen was singing, Misha was grinning like an idiot at his boyfriend, eyes trained on him the entire time.

Jensen glanced up at him once he was done, a smile gracing his lips as he met his boyfriend's gaze.

"You guys are so in love." Rob spoke into the microphone, chuckling as he watched the two stare at each other.

Rob's comment caused the two to stop looking at each other and instead look in the shorter man's direction. "Shut up." Misha laughed, taking a drink of his beer.

He just shook his head, and amused smirk on his face. "Okay, we're being told to wrap things up because we're running late. One last song, yeah?" Rob adjusted the microphone. "Everyone needs to sing it! You too." He glanced back at everyone on the stage with him, and they gave a nod as he started singing Carry On My Wayward Son.