Fic - The Massage
Title: The Massage (One shot - Complete)
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own no one. Pure fiction and non-profit.
Beta by the wonderfully awesome the_dark_fire
Summary: After a hard day at work both Jared and Jensen need some down time.
Jared and Jensen headed over to the car in complete silence, once inside Jared rested his head against the cold window, completely ignoring Jensen as he withdrew into himself more and more. The whole day of shooting had gone horribly wrong, and Jared blamed himself for the whole thing even though no one else did. First he got his marks wrong, then his lines, and then he was just too frustrated and couldn’t sell it. Kim, who was directing it, had had enough and just told everyone to go home and start fresh tomorrow. They all did need a good break, but Jared never wanted it to be because of him.
Jared bolted out of the car before it came to a complete stop. He unlocked the front door, throwing his keys, wallet and jacket on the table as he went past it and threw himself into his room not even waiting for Jensen or saying ‘bye’ to the driver.
Jensen apologized to the driver who shrugged him off and went to follow Jared into the house they now shared. He kicked the door behind him and went straight to Jared’s room where he knew he would be.
The bedroom door creaked open but Jared didn’t bother looking up from where his head was buried under the pillow. Silence blanketed the room, Jared wasn’t sure what Jensen was up to but he still didn’t look up. There was a rustle of clothes and a soft patter of footsteps, drawers being opened and closed and items being moved around, and yet Jared still didn’t look up.
The bed shifted and dipped under Jensen’s weight, one of Jensen’s legs were crossed under him where he sat facing the head of the bed, his hand on Jared’s lower back. Jensen started rubbing soothing circles on Jared’s back above the t-shirt still. Jared shuffled away from Jensen’s hand and stayed buried under the pillow, stealing Jensen's pillow to add to his pile at the same time.
A muffled sound came up from under the pillows, but Jensen had no idea what Jared had just said, he smiled brightly at his lover and lay down next to Jared facing him, replacing his hand on Jared’s back.
“What did you say baby?” Jensen asked, his face nearly under the pillow with Jared.
“I said lemme alone!” Jared whined once he lifted his head up a bit.
“Na-uh, you know I ain’t gonna do that, talk to me Jay,” Jensen said returning to nothing more than a whisper.
They two men lay side by side in silence for a few minutes, Jensen giving Jared time to open up to him, he always did eventually. Slowly Jensen realised that Jared was shuffling closer and closer to his body head until Jensen was practically curved around Jared’s side. Jensen flicked the three pillows off Jared’s head and ran his fingers through the mussed up, long brown hair.
“What’s wrong babe?” Jensen whispered his gentle but firm finger’s kneading the tension out of Jared’s neck.
“I dunno Jen, I just couldn’t get my head around the script and I just... I don’t know...” He sighed.
“Shh.. You had a bit of a shit day, rest tonight and then tomorrow you will be in top form,” Jensen said pressing a kiss to Jared’s temple.
“I stuffed up so bad, now we are behind schedule and everyone is gonna be so pissed with me,” Jared said, he sounded near tears. Jensen loved that about Jared - well it was one of the many reasons he loved Jared - he was always thinking about everyone else before himself.
“Jay no one is going to be pissed with you, everyone is entitled to a crummy day.” Jensen reassured.
“How could they not?” Jared said, a tear slipping through.
“Shh, don’t worry about that for now ok, let me help ya relax some,” Jensen said untangling himself from Jared and retrieved the item he had grabbed previously. He helped Jared out of his shirt - with some gentle prodding - and spread him out. “I just want you to relax for me ok baby,” Jensen said situating himself above Jared, resting gently above his thighs.
“How am I meant to relax with you like that?” Jared said, still no more than a whisper but it was enough.
“Hey, if you don’t want this then I’ll stop now!” Jensen said, the smile coming out in his voice, “Relax Jay, I got ya.”
It was slow to start. Just some gentle rubbing of the whole back, his finger’s caressing the dips and rises of Jared’s back, he was rubbing the oil all over and warming it up, feeling Jared sigh contently Jensen shifted his body so he was leaning further up.
Jensen worked on Jared’s shoulders, firm hands massaging out the bunched muscles there and kneading out the tension. He concentrated on each shoulder individually and then worked his way back to the centre and up the neck and then back down to each arm all the way to his large hands, finding more sore spots as he moved along. He lavished care and attention to every finger, taking his time with the whole process.
Following that he started to drift further down Jared’s back. The shoulder blades and upper back getting the same kind of attention. Jensen’s loving hands seeking out any tension and relieving it almost immediately, working with greater care on the more tender ones.
While working on Jared’s right side along his ribs Jensen managed to find a particularly sore spot causing Jared to hiss and buck in pain.
“Shh... Let me work it out.” Jensen whispered, easing up on the amount of pressure he was using but still working on the same spot.
Jared hadn’t felt this good in ages. No one, not even Sandy, had ever lavished this much care and attention on him, he was always the big man, the one who had to care for everyone else, it felt good to be able to let your guard down for a little while and let someone else fuss over you.
Jensen was now working the lower back, Jared’s pants pushed low so he could work on it better, however this wasn’t a sexual act, both men understood that, this was something Jensen was doing without the expectations of it leading to anything more. What could be more intimate then being able to map out your lover’s body and relearn every inch of skin and muscle?
Jensen finished up the way he started out, giving Jared a tender rub over his entire back several times and then he gently lifted himself up and off his lover. Jared turned his head and looked at Jensen with bleary eyes; he had most likely dozed off for some of it.
“Thank you Jen,” Jared whispered in a hoarse voice as he leant in closer and placed his soft lips against Jensen’s plump ones. “I love you.”
Jensen smiled as he watched Jared drift off. They had both been worked too hard recently and would both be glad to have had this time to recuperate, but no one could handle and internalise the pain and weariness like Jared could, and Jensen was just glad that he was the only one who could relieve Jared of the burdens.
Leaning over and kissing Jared’s temple he scooped up his boyfriend into his arms and held on dearly. With one last caress over his arms, Jensen closed his eyes and whispered;
“I love you too,” before drifting off to sleep as well.