Happy Birthday juunishikyou!
Title: Home
Authors: eviltwin
Fandoms: Supernatural RPS AU (BORN TO BE WILD 'VERSE)
Pairing: Jensen Ackles / Jared Padalecki.
Rating: Adult.
Wordcount: 670
Summary: For juunishikyou's birthday, 'cause I said I would attempt to write a little something before I go to sleep. And here it is. A 'little' something. With a slight birthday theme. :D I wrote it in 20 minutes and read it through once for mistakes. DON'T JUDGE ME!
Disclaimer: None of the following is true in any way, and no profit is made from this work of fiction.
HOME
"Hey, Jensen?"
He rolls over at the sound of Jared's voice, groans when he realizes how fucking early it is. And Jared, the utter bastard, has opened the shades on their window and sun is streaming through and warming the side of his face.
"The fuck?" he mumbles, then lifts his head enough to wipe the drool from his chin. Hey, fuck it, it's ass o' clock. He's allowed to drool. He glares at Jared through one half-open eye - it's not much of a glare, but under the circumstances it'll have to do - and then notices what his boyfriend has in his hands. "Goin' somewhere?"
Jared tosses the helmet onto the edge of the bed, dangerously close to Jensen's feet actually, and then slides one knee onto the mattress. He lifts the sheets up from Jensen's legs and licks his lips. When his fingers touch, Jensen reacts by jerking his leg up, away.
"Dammit, Jared, you're freezing! Where the hell have you been?" He's awake now, and annoyed.
"Refrigerator," Jared says, then ducks his head and kisses the side of Jensen's knee. "I was putting some things together for later. Happy birthday, handsome."
"Mm. Be even happier if you'd let me sleep in like I'd planned to," Jensen tells him. Jared gives in on his teasing and lays his body out on top of Jensen's, hands in his hair as he kisses him. Not caring that he hasn't brushed his teeth yet and tastes like sleep and morning breath. Jensen's foot knocks the helmet at the bottom of the bed and he remembers that Jared came in for something and pushes him up. "Not that I don't..love where this is going," he says, "but what's with the helmet?"
"It's yours. I want you up and dressed in ten minutes. We have to be somewhere by nine a.m."
"Somewhere that takes two hours to get to?"
"Or maybe I'm lying," Jared suggests, kissing him again. "Guess you'll have to get up so you can find out."
"You know I don't like surprises."
"Liar. You love surprises. So get up already."
Almost exactly ten minutes later, give or take because it's Jensen's fucking birthday and he's slow in the mornings at the best of times, they're both in their leathers and boots and helmets and both on Jared's bike.
"You know, if it turns out to be a tattoo, or another bike or-"
"Jensen, shut up," Jared interrupts, and then starts the engine so that Jensen can't say anything more.
Okay. So he's surprised. Jared isn't the kind of guy who does something like this. That's why Jensen was expecting to be driven to Eric's place for some new ink, or to be given the keys to a new bike, like the one he's had his eye on for a few weeks now. This isn't exactly the kind of surprise he had in mind.
"So is this-"
"Ours? Yeah. I figured it was time we had a backyard and I miss sleeping ten feet above ground level. Do you like it?"
"When can we move in?"
"Soon as you want. Jeff helped me out with everything and we set up a new account for the mortgage payments to come out of so that we can both pay into it. He said he can use his work connections to get us a few bits of work done that need doing and then we're allowed to decorate how we want it and-" Jared doesn't get any further with his explanations after that. Jensen makes speaking impossible, since he has his mouth tight against Jared's now and the other man can barely breathe, let alone anything else. They kiss for a long time, Jensen's hands stroking wherever he can reach of Jared, but not desperate. Just slow and comfortable.
When they eventually part, he's smiling like he'll never stop. "I love you," he says. "I can't believe you did this for us."
"Well... We deserve it, right?"
Jensen nods. Damn right they do.
end
Authors: eviltwin
Fandoms: Supernatural RPS AU (BORN TO BE WILD 'VERSE)
Pairing: Jensen Ackles / Jared Padalecki.
Rating: Adult.
Wordcount: 670
Summary: For juunishikyou's birthday, 'cause I said I would attempt to write a little something before I go to sleep. And here it is. A 'little' something. With a slight birthday theme. :D I wrote it in 20 minutes and read it through once for mistakes. DON'T JUDGE ME!
Disclaimer: None of the following is true in any way, and no profit is made from this work of fiction.
HOME
"Hey, Jensen?"
He rolls over at the sound of Jared's voice, groans when he realizes how fucking early it is. And Jared, the utter bastard, has opened the shades on their window and sun is streaming through and warming the side of his face.
"The fuck?" he mumbles, then lifts his head enough to wipe the drool from his chin. Hey, fuck it, it's ass o' clock. He's allowed to drool. He glares at Jared through one half-open eye - it's not much of a glare, but under the circumstances it'll have to do - and then notices what his boyfriend has in his hands. "Goin' somewhere?"
Jared tosses the helmet onto the edge of the bed, dangerously close to Jensen's feet actually, and then slides one knee onto the mattress. He lifts the sheets up from Jensen's legs and licks his lips. When his fingers touch, Jensen reacts by jerking his leg up, away.
"Dammit, Jared, you're freezing! Where the hell have you been?" He's awake now, and annoyed.
"Refrigerator," Jared says, then ducks his head and kisses the side of Jensen's knee. "I was putting some things together for later. Happy birthday, handsome."
"Mm. Be even happier if you'd let me sleep in like I'd planned to," Jensen tells him. Jared gives in on his teasing and lays his body out on top of Jensen's, hands in his hair as he kisses him. Not caring that he hasn't brushed his teeth yet and tastes like sleep and morning breath. Jensen's foot knocks the helmet at the bottom of the bed and he remembers that Jared came in for something and pushes him up. "Not that I don't..love where this is going," he says, "but what's with the helmet?"
"It's yours. I want you up and dressed in ten minutes. We have to be somewhere by nine a.m."
"Somewhere that takes two hours to get to?"
"Or maybe I'm lying," Jared suggests, kissing him again. "Guess you'll have to get up so you can find out."
"You know I don't like surprises."
"Liar. You love surprises. So get up already."
Almost exactly ten minutes later, give or take because it's Jensen's fucking birthday and he's slow in the mornings at the best of times, they're both in their leathers and boots and helmets and both on Jared's bike.
"You know, if it turns out to be a tattoo, or another bike or-"
"Jensen, shut up," Jared interrupts, and then starts the engine so that Jensen can't say anything more.
Okay. So he's surprised. Jared isn't the kind of guy who does something like this. That's why Jensen was expecting to be driven to Eric's place for some new ink, or to be given the keys to a new bike, like the one he's had his eye on for a few weeks now. This isn't exactly the kind of surprise he had in mind.
"So is this-"
"Ours? Yeah. I figured it was time we had a backyard and I miss sleeping ten feet above ground level. Do you like it?"
"When can we move in?"
"Soon as you want. Jeff helped me out with everything and we set up a new account for the mortgage payments to come out of so that we can both pay into it. He said he can use his work connections to get us a few bits of work done that need doing and then we're allowed to decorate how we want it and-" Jared doesn't get any further with his explanations after that. Jensen makes speaking impossible, since he has his mouth tight against Jared's now and the other man can barely breathe, let alone anything else. They kiss for a long time, Jensen's hands stroking wherever he can reach of Jared, but not desperate. Just slow and comfortable.
When they eventually part, he's smiling like he'll never stop. "I love you," he says. "I can't believe you did this for us."
"Well... We deserve it, right?"
Jensen nods. Damn right they do.
end