Flushed. In More Ways Than One. [pg-13] jared/jensen
Title: Flushed. In More Ways Than One.
Author enablelove
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Theme: Theme 04: Lover’s Rock at spn_30snapshots; Prompt(s): 17. flush
Warnings: AU
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen don’t belong to me. Only to each other themselves.
Summary: Jared is a plumber called to Jensen's rescue when he's having toilet issues.
Word Count: 1000
A/N: This is for eilan who gave me the above summary when I asked for prompts for my table. Hope ya’ll enjoy!
“Shit. Fuck! Stupid toilet!” Jensen screamed at his toilet as he attempted to flush it for the billionth time to no avail.
It was a Sunday morning, way earlier than Jensen usually got up. But then again, Jensen never really wanted to get up at all Sunday mornings. He looked over at the clock and cursed the early morning again before going to the kitchen and flipping through the yellow pages to find a plumber. He saw one with a few stars by its name - Padaplumbing. Christ, what a name it was. Jensen shook his head and dialed the number, hearing a pleasant voice on the other side.
“Good morning and thank you for calling Padaplumbing, how may we assist you today?”
“My toilet won’t flush,” Jensen said gruffly. He knew he sounded almost rude, but it was early, he was exhausted, and he hadn’t even had a cup of coffee yet.
“I apologize for that, Sir; we’ll get someone to come right out. Have you used our services before?” The male voice was way chipper, but he still seemed to have this soothing calm about him.
“No.”
“Okay, just give us your name, a number that we can reach you at, and your address, and I or someone else will be there as soon as possible.”
Jensen really hoped the guy on the phone would come and all he had heard was the damn voice. He rolled his eyes at himself as he rattled off all the pertinent information.
“Thank you Mr. Ackles, I’m Jared and I guess I’ll be seeing you in a few minutes,” the guy, Jared, said before disconnecting the line. Jensen pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at the flashing Call Ended screen.
He pulled on some loose sweats and a t-shirt, not really wanting to open the door to a random stranger in his boxers. Even if said stranger did have a nice sounding voice.
The doorbell rung just as Jensen finished the last sip of his coffee, and he finally felt decent enough to not be rude to the guy. He opened the door with an apologetic smile and froze when he saw the guy. It was the guy. The one that lived down the street, went running in shorts and no shirt, was built like a brick wall, and all Jensen could think of was how much he wanted to kiss him. The guy, Jared, quirked his head in confusion and smiled a half-smile. Jensen shook his head of the lusty thoughts and could feel a flush starting to spread across his face.
“Hi. Jared, right?” Jensen asked.
Jared nodded and smiled brightly at him. “You must be Mr. Ackles,” he said mischievously like he knew exactly who Jensen was.
“Jensen, please.”
“Okay then. Jensen.” Damn, the way Jared said his name should be illegal, molasses-slow and with a Texas drawl.
Jensen looked down to hide his blush and backed up so Jared could come inside. He was dressed like a normal plumber with the dark blue overalls that stretched in all the right places. Jensen tried not to stare at his ass as he walked past, but he wasn’t very successful. From the grin on Jared’s face, Jensen knew he was caught.
“So, neighbor, how can I help today?” Jared asked.
Jensen really wanted to answer with something like Get on my bed and get naked so I can do all the things I’ve been dreaming about, but he just cleared his throat and said, “The toilet in my bathroom isn’t flushing properly, kind of just stalling.”
Jared nodded and waved his arm, silently asking Jensen to lead the way. Jensen did, and Jared trailed behind. Jensen felt the prickly feeling of Jared staring at him, specifically at his ass, and had to force himself not to turn around. He could feel the flush on his cheeks burning hotter. They got to the restroom, Jared walking inside, and Jensen could see the hint of a smirk on his face. It was going to be a long morning. Jensen sighed and let Jared do his job as he sat down on his bed, flipping his laptop open and trying not to stare at the bathroom door. Much.
Finally Jared seemed to be done, and Jensen thought he heard a few muttered curses of Jared’s own. Jensen was glad the demonic toilet hadn’t affected just him, and laughed a little as Jared walked out, hair and suit soaked with water. At least, Jensen hoped it was water.
“It’s just water, promise,” Jared said with a laugh, as though he knew exactly what Jensen was thinking.
“Good,” Jensen murmured, really wanting to reach out and touch, but afraid he’d be hit with a sexual harassment lawsuit or something.
“So, is that all, Jensen?” Jared asked him.
It was nowhere near all he wanted but he just nodded and Jensen could swear Jared looked a little disappointed.
Jensen walked Jared to the door, opening it. Jared turned around before walking out.
“I hope you were satisfied with Padaplumbing today? We’ll mail the bill and you can either mail back a check or call with a credit card number,” Jared said rehearsed. Jensen was quite sure he had said those words tons of times, but he could hear a hint of something else in his voice. Jensen decided to take a risk.
“And if I wanted to bring it over personally?”
Jared’s eyes gleamed, bright and beautiful. “I’m sure that can be arranged,” he said, voice dropping low. Jensen suppressed a shiver and smiled.
“How about you bring the bill over tonight? And we can, uh, discuss payment options,” Jensen flirted right back.
Jared smiled wide and nodded, surprising Jensen by leaning in for a quick kiss.
“Been wanting to do that for a while, Jensen,” he whispered before waving and leaving. Jensen stood at the open door. He watched Jared leave and touched his lips absently, unable to wait for tonight.
Author enablelove
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Theme: Theme 04: Lover’s Rock at spn_30snapshots; Prompt(s): 17. flush
Warnings: AU
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen don’t belong to me. Only to each other themselves.
Summary: Jared is a plumber called to Jensen's rescue when he's having toilet issues.
Word Count: 1000
A/N: This is for eilan who gave me the above summary when I asked for prompts for my table. Hope ya’ll enjoy!
“Shit. Fuck! Stupid toilet!” Jensen screamed at his toilet as he attempted to flush it for the billionth time to no avail.
It was a Sunday morning, way earlier than Jensen usually got up. But then again, Jensen never really wanted to get up at all Sunday mornings. He looked over at the clock and cursed the early morning again before going to the kitchen and flipping through the yellow pages to find a plumber. He saw one with a few stars by its name - Padaplumbing. Christ, what a name it was. Jensen shook his head and dialed the number, hearing a pleasant voice on the other side.
“Good morning and thank you for calling Padaplumbing, how may we assist you today?”
“My toilet won’t flush,” Jensen said gruffly. He knew he sounded almost rude, but it was early, he was exhausted, and he hadn’t even had a cup of coffee yet.
“I apologize for that, Sir; we’ll get someone to come right out. Have you used our services before?” The male voice was way chipper, but he still seemed to have this soothing calm about him.
“No.”
“Okay, just give us your name, a number that we can reach you at, and your address, and I or someone else will be there as soon as possible.”
Jensen really hoped the guy on the phone would come and all he had heard was the damn voice. He rolled his eyes at himself as he rattled off all the pertinent information.
“Thank you Mr. Ackles, I’m Jared and I guess I’ll be seeing you in a few minutes,” the guy, Jared, said before disconnecting the line. Jensen pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at the flashing Call Ended screen.
He pulled on some loose sweats and a t-shirt, not really wanting to open the door to a random stranger in his boxers. Even if said stranger did have a nice sounding voice.
The doorbell rung just as Jensen finished the last sip of his coffee, and he finally felt decent enough to not be rude to the guy. He opened the door with an apologetic smile and froze when he saw the guy. It was the guy. The one that lived down the street, went running in shorts and no shirt, was built like a brick wall, and all Jensen could think of was how much he wanted to kiss him. The guy, Jared, quirked his head in confusion and smiled a half-smile. Jensen shook his head of the lusty thoughts and could feel a flush starting to spread across his face.
“Hi. Jared, right?” Jensen asked.
Jared nodded and smiled brightly at him. “You must be Mr. Ackles,” he said mischievously like he knew exactly who Jensen was.
“Jensen, please.”
“Okay then. Jensen.” Damn, the way Jared said his name should be illegal, molasses-slow and with a Texas drawl.
Jensen looked down to hide his blush and backed up so Jared could come inside. He was dressed like a normal plumber with the dark blue overalls that stretched in all the right places. Jensen tried not to stare at his ass as he walked past, but he wasn’t very successful. From the grin on Jared’s face, Jensen knew he was caught.
“So, neighbor, how can I help today?” Jared asked.
Jensen really wanted to answer with something like Get on my bed and get naked so I can do all the things I’ve been dreaming about, but he just cleared his throat and said, “The toilet in my bathroom isn’t flushing properly, kind of just stalling.”
Jared nodded and waved his arm, silently asking Jensen to lead the way. Jensen did, and Jared trailed behind. Jensen felt the prickly feeling of Jared staring at him, specifically at his ass, and had to force himself not to turn around. He could feel the flush on his cheeks burning hotter. They got to the restroom, Jared walking inside, and Jensen could see the hint of a smirk on his face. It was going to be a long morning. Jensen sighed and let Jared do his job as he sat down on his bed, flipping his laptop open and trying not to stare at the bathroom door. Much.
Finally Jared seemed to be done, and Jensen thought he heard a few muttered curses of Jared’s own. Jensen was glad the demonic toilet hadn’t affected just him, and laughed a little as Jared walked out, hair and suit soaked with water. At least, Jensen hoped it was water.
“It’s just water, promise,” Jared said with a laugh, as though he knew exactly what Jensen was thinking.
“Good,” Jensen murmured, really wanting to reach out and touch, but afraid he’d be hit with a sexual harassment lawsuit or something.
“So, is that all, Jensen?” Jared asked him.
It was nowhere near all he wanted but he just nodded and Jensen could swear Jared looked a little disappointed.
Jensen walked Jared to the door, opening it. Jared turned around before walking out.
“I hope you were satisfied with Padaplumbing today? We’ll mail the bill and you can either mail back a check or call with a credit card number,” Jared said rehearsed. Jensen was quite sure he had said those words tons of times, but he could hear a hint of something else in his voice. Jensen decided to take a risk.
“And if I wanted to bring it over personally?”
Jared’s eyes gleamed, bright and beautiful. “I’m sure that can be arranged,” he said, voice dropping low. Jensen suppressed a shiver and smiled.
“How about you bring the bill over tonight? And we can, uh, discuss payment options,” Jensen flirted right back.
Jared smiled wide and nodded, surprising Jensen by leaning in for a quick kiss.
“Been wanting to do that for a while, Jensen,” he whispered before waving and leaving. Jensen stood at the open door. He watched Jared leave and touched his lips absently, unable to wait for tonight.