paved with drunken intentions [r] jared/jensen
Title: paved with drunken intentions
Author: enablelove
Rating: R
Warnings: College AU. Mentions of not-quite-yet-legal!Jared and sex.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 2774
Summary: Jensen sees Jared at a party and his drunken mind tells him what an awesome idea it is to get with him. Then Jared shows up in the most unexpected place ever.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves and each other and this isn’t true, probably.
A/N: This is a self-indulgent fic. It kinda climbed in my mind and settled until I wrote it. Thanks as always go to matalinolukaret ♥
Jensen usually spends more time studying than he does partying, but Matt, his roommate and best friend, convinces him that he should just shake off the unnecessary stress and let loose for a while. Jensen figures there is no harm; he doesn't have anything to do tomorrow since it's a Saturday. He could just get drunk and relax.
Jensen has a cup of warm beer in his hand and is dancing with his friend Sophia to Chris and Steve's music. It's rock country and not too bad to dance to. Sophia is pressed in close to make her crush, Austin, jealous. Jensen does what he can to get two people that he knows are meant for each other together. Austin is watching from afar, arms crossed and eyes narrowed and Jensen feels kind of bad. He nods
to where Austin is standing and pushes Sophia gently in that direction.
"I think you made your point, Sophie."
Sophia looks up at him, eyes glittering, and presses a chaste kiss to his cheek before bouncing off towards Austin.
Jensen shakes his head after her, then turns to see if he can find Matt or someone else to talk to. His eyes catch sight of someone unfamiliar and he scrunches his eyes to realize this guy is kinda hot.
He has floppy hair, this gorgeous smile with dimples, and is tall, at least an inch taller than Jensen who is already pretty tall for his respectable 6 foot 1. Okay fine, the guy is way more hot than just kinda. He looks a little younger than Jensen, about a year or two or maybe even three.
The dude is looking around, bumping his shoulder with Jeff, another friend of Jensen's. The dude's eyes catch sight of Jensen and it's like everything comes to a halt. He says something to Jeff who laughs, pushing the guy away who moves and walks closer to Jensen.
Jensen's a bit drunk, and he probably wouldn't do this if he was sober, but he walks closer too. He's never seen the guy around campus or anything, but the university is pretty big and Jensen's usually sequestered in the education building for his classes so it's not like they'd run into each other a lot anyway.
"Hi," Jensen says almost breathlessly when they're finally toe to toe.
"Hi! I'm Jared," the tall dimpled guy says.
"Jensen."
"I like it," Jared says with a smile showcasing that adorable yet sexy dimple. "It's unique. Suits you."
"Thanks," Jensen says, blushing because those simple words seem like much more than just a compliment about his name.
"I like making you blush," Jared says and Jensen's kind of taken aback by how forward the guy is. Then again, he's probably a little drunk too. It just makes him blush harder though.
"Wanna get some air?" Jensen asks, feeling kind of warm from the flush and attention. The party is still going on around them, nobody giving mind to the two of them in the middle of the room. Jared nods and Jensen leads the way, grabbing hold of Jared's hand as they break through the throng of people.
The party is at Jeff's apartment, which is on the third floor, so Jensen leads them outside to sit on the concrete stairs that lead to Jeff's place.
Jared and he make small talk, from the chances of the Cowboys winning to the Mavs and Spurs rivalry to their favorite places in town to their hobbies. Jensen starts in on his passion for teaching and loving the moment when you can almost see the light bulb go on over one of the student's heads. Jared just stares at him, almost entranced with his hand curled under his chin. Jensen blushes a little and stops, embarrassed at the blatant attention and Jared smiles widely.
"No dude, don't stop on my account. It's awesome that you're doing something you love!"
Jensen does stop, though, feeling flustered by the stare.
The party is still going strong behind them, loud and raucous sounds coming through the door. Jensen bites his lip before just forging ahead, the alcohol in his blood stream lowering his inhibitions a bit.
"So Jared, want to come to my place? I'm not too far off and we can get some coffee or something to sober a little bit."
It's a bit cliché, using the coffee excuse, but clichés are such for a reason.
A huge grin splits Jared's face and Jensen's pretty fond of the delectable dimples that pop up each time Jared smiles. Jensen can admit to himself that he's been saying dumb stuff all night so he can make Jared laugh and see those dimples.
"Yeah, man, I'd love to."
They both get up, dusting off the seat of their jeans. Jensen's ass is pretty much numb from sitting on the hard ground for so long, but he can barely feel it because of the excitement bubbling through him.
It's been a really long time since the last time Jensen's done this. Too long, as Matt would say. Their hands brush a little as they walk the two blocks to Jensen's apartment and the cold air helps cool down the flush that's beginning to rise again in Jensen's cheeks at the thought of what's about to happen. They're still talking about nothing as they walk, Jared gesticulating widely about some stunt Jeff did when they
were kids. Jensen figures they've been friends a long time from the way Jared talks about him. He doesn't mention anything, just laughs along with Jared at their little boy antics.
They get to the apartment and Jensen lets them in, only fumbling slightly with the keys.
"Make yourself comfortable," he calls behind him as he actually makes some coffee just in case. He leans on the counter catching his breath for a little bit as the coffeemaker goes and feels Jared pull himself flush against him. Jensen startles, not realizing Jared got that close, but he leans back a little, letting Jared hold some of his weight.
"I really hope you brought me here for a little more than coffee," Jared says lowly in his ear, making Jensen shudder at the hot voice. Jensen turns, pressing himself even closer as Jared's arms wrap around him fully.
"I did, yeah. Wasn't sure, though," Jensen says, biting his lip at the corner, a nervous habit of his when he's unsure.
Jared's eyes darken, staring at Jensen's lips and he licks his own.
They lean in at once, lips finally meeting after hours of wanting. It's perfect once both of their heads tilt automatically to adjust. Jared kisses like a dream; soft licks to Jensen's bottom lip, a nip here and there. He opens his mouth and Jared delves inside, learning every dark crevice and corner. Jensen pushes his tongue back into Jared's mouth, familiarizing himself with the taste and wet heat. Their tongues flirt with each other, teasing and twirling.
Jensen pulls back when he can't breathe anymore and feels a bit dizzy, panting for oxygen. Jared doesn't look any better, eyes gone even darker and lips spit slick and shiny. Jensen leans in again for another kiss, already addicted.
Jensen guides them to their bedroom, lips still attached. He pulls back once or twice to make sure they won't trip, but not for long. Their hands roam all over each other, getting to know every dip and curve. As soon as they are inside the bedroom door, Jensen slams it shut behind him with his foot as his hands start pulling at the hem of Jared's shirt. Jared gets with the program, lifting his arms so Jensen can tug the shirt off before he helps Jensen pull his off as well. Then it's the jeans and boxers and they're both naked within seconds.
The skin on skin contact feels glorious and the two of them fall onto Jensen's bed, Jensen rolling on top of Jared as they're still kissing. Jared's giant hands are everywhere and Jensen arches into the touch, moaning a little at how good it feels.
He starts traveling down the length of Jared's long, toned, and lean body, stopping to bite and suck at the skin - behind his left ear, at the stretch of collarbone, the point where neck meets shoulder, above Jared's right nipple, around his belly button, at the taut skin over his jutting hipbones. Jared's absolutely writhing on the bed, whimpering at every lick, hand clenched tight in Jensen's short hair. Jensen pulls back to admire his handiwork and the red spots starting to blossom and smiles. Even if this is just a one night thing, he wants Jared to remember.
"Jensen," Jared pants as he tries to breathe.
"Hmm?" Jensen answers, smirking up at Jared as he's about to bend back down.
"I want...can I..." Jared starts and Jensen looks up from where he's staring at Jared's cock.
Beautiful.
The thought comes unbidden to Jensen’s mind. It’s so very true though. Jared looks absolutely beautiful laid on Jensen’s dark green sheets. He’s flushed and gasping; hands reaching for Jensen.
He crawls back up Jared's body to kiss him and make him relax. Jensen can totally see why Jared likes Jensen's blush, because Jared's flushed face is ridiculously endearing and hot at the same time.
"What do you want, baby?" Jensen asks softly, the endearment spilling unbidden from his lips.
"I wanna suck you," Jared says, rolling his lips in his mouth as soon as he's done, like he's afraid Jensen's gonna say no or something. If possible, he gets even harder at that.
“Fuck yeah, whatever you want."
Jared smiles, the damned dimple winking at Jensen again before he flips them over and makes his own trek down Jensen's body. It's Jensen's turn to squirm under Jared's talented tongue. Jared tentatively licks the head of Jensen's dick, and Jensen can tell Jared's new at this. He tightens his fingers in Jared's mop of hair, making Jared look up.
"Just go slow. You know you don't have to right?" He asks. Jared's mouth tightens a little in a pout and Jensen can admit to himself that Jared's kind of adorable.
"I want to," he says, almost petulantly, punctuating the statement by leaning in and taking Jensen in his mouth.
Coherent thought flies out the window at the onslaught of the combination of Jared's hand and mouth. Jensen can tell Jared's new at this, but damn if he isn't already awesome.
"Jared, I'm gonna..." he starts, trying to warn Jared, curling his fingers even tighter in the long strands of hair. Jared pulls back so just the head is in his mouth and Jensen's pretty much done, coming in Jared's mouth and shouting Jared's name. He's so glad Matt's still at the party.
Jared climbs back up the bed to press a soft kiss right above Jensen's rapidly beating heart and Jensen pulls him into a kiss, tasting himself in Jared's mouth. He's not usually big on kissing after someone's given him head, but it's Jared. He can't not kiss him and that right there is when Jensen knows he's screwed. He can't really bring himself to care though. Not when it's his turn to reciprocate.
He nudges Jared to roll onto his back, still kissing him the entire time. Jensen goes back down Jared's body, visiting the earlier marks once again, certain they'll be there for at least a few more days before he stops at the trail of hair leading down. He nuzzles the coarse hair there, inhaling the deep musky smell and licking down. He brings Jared's balls into his mouth one by one, sucking gently at them. Jared's pretty much mewling underneath him, making the most delicious noises.
Jensen licks along the shaft slowly, almost savoring it. He licks off the precum, noting that Jared's a bit sweeter than the other guys Jensen's been with. Jensen takes as much of Jared as he can, hollowing his cheeks and sucking. Jared tries to arch off the bed, but Jensen pins him down with his arm across his hips. Jared's grip tightens almost painfully in Jensen's hair and Jensen pulls back just a little as Jared's cum floods his mouth. Jensen waits until he's done, licking him clean before moving back up to the hollow of Jared's throat and sucking another mark there.
Jensen wants everyone to be able to catch a glimpse of it and know that Jared got lucky and if Jensen somehow runs into Jared again, he wants to see it and remember tonight.
They kiss languidly for long minutes before Jared pulls back and Jensen knows Jared's got to go.
"I'm sorry, Jensen, but Jeff's probably waiting for me and I have to go."
Jensen feels distress clawing at his belly, but this is probably for the best. He can understand, even if this will probably be a night Jensen returns to over and over again when he jerks off from now on.
He pulls Jared in for a final kiss, sealing his name with a final lick and withdrawing, watching quietly as Jared picks up and slips on his clothes. He sees Jared hesitating a little at the door and wants to call out to him, get his number, something, but he knows it's probably not a good idea.
"Thanks Jensen, this was amazing," Jared says softly, looking at him with bright eyes before walking out. Jensen flops back into his bed, already regretting the fact the he probably won't see the guy again.
+
Jensen barely gets out of bed the next day, ignoring Matt completely as he waggles his eyebrows and asks about the night before. He just wants to wallow and remember Jared, not wanting to taint the memory by revealing it to someone else. He gets up once to see if he can find a substitute job for tomorrow on the website and is thrilled to see there's one at the high school for a senior math class. He doesn't have any classes tomorrow and so he tries to substitute once or twice a week when he can to get the experience and the money. It's not much, but it helps a lot, especially when there's not much else he can do with classes and all.
Monday morning dawns bright and early and Jensen gets out of bed groggily. A hot cup of coffee later and he's mostly awake, picking out his clothes and getting in his car to drive to the only high school in town. He adjusts his glasses on his face, eyes still a little sore from sleeping in his contacts the previous day.
Jensen signs in at the office, grabs the folder with the attendance and the ID badge and tries to figure out where the classroom is. Luckily, there's a helpful teacher in the hallway who points him to the right direction. He gets inside, sets his stuff down, and writes 'Mr. Ackles' across the board, before setting up a little for the day - getting out the attendance sheets and signing/dating them, looking through the sub plans for the day, and signing onto the computer with the substitute login.
The bell rings and Jensen stands near the door, welcoming students in. The day goes pretty smoothly, thankfully. Jensen can see a lot of the girls in his class giggling at him, but he pays it no mind. He teaches what the real teacher laid out for him and the students seem to understand what he's saying. One of the guys actually compliments him and how he learned more today than he had with the actual teacher. Jensen feels a burst of pride at that, happy that he could help them out.
Lunch comes and goes and pretty soon it's time for the last class of the day. Jensen's at the front of the classroom, smiling as the students walk in and then he suddenly goes still as Jared walks inside. Jared, from two days ago. Jared, who he blew and who blew him.
Images flash in his mind and he realizes they never did talk about what Jared was studying or what he was. Jensen just assumed Jared was a sophomore or freshman in college, maybe even a junior. He hadn't expected this.
Jared stops right inside the doorway, eyes wide like a little kid caught with his hand stuck in the cookie jar. A dull flush works it's way up Jared's neck and Jensen's eyes catch sight of the mark at the base. The mark that he put there.
Oh, he's so going to hell for this.
SEQUEL: I'll be your teacher (I'll show you the world)
Author: enablelove
Rating: R
Warnings: College AU. Mentions of not-quite-yet-legal!Jared and sex.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 2774
Summary: Jensen sees Jared at a party and his drunken mind tells him what an awesome idea it is to get with him. Then Jared shows up in the most unexpected place ever.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves and each other and this isn’t true, probably.
A/N: This is a self-indulgent fic. It kinda climbed in my mind and settled until I wrote it. Thanks as always go to matalinolukaret ♥
Jensen usually spends more time studying than he does partying, but Matt, his roommate and best friend, convinces him that he should just shake off the unnecessary stress and let loose for a while. Jensen figures there is no harm; he doesn't have anything to do tomorrow since it's a Saturday. He could just get drunk and relax.
Jensen has a cup of warm beer in his hand and is dancing with his friend Sophia to Chris and Steve's music. It's rock country and not too bad to dance to. Sophia is pressed in close to make her crush, Austin, jealous. Jensen does what he can to get two people that he knows are meant for each other together. Austin is watching from afar, arms crossed and eyes narrowed and Jensen feels kind of bad. He nods
to where Austin is standing and pushes Sophia gently in that direction.
"I think you made your point, Sophie."
Sophia looks up at him, eyes glittering, and presses a chaste kiss to his cheek before bouncing off towards Austin.
Jensen shakes his head after her, then turns to see if he can find Matt or someone else to talk to. His eyes catch sight of someone unfamiliar and he scrunches his eyes to realize this guy is kinda hot.
He has floppy hair, this gorgeous smile with dimples, and is tall, at least an inch taller than Jensen who is already pretty tall for his respectable 6 foot 1. Okay fine, the guy is way more hot than just kinda. He looks a little younger than Jensen, about a year or two or maybe even three.
The dude is looking around, bumping his shoulder with Jeff, another friend of Jensen's. The dude's eyes catch sight of Jensen and it's like everything comes to a halt. He says something to Jeff who laughs, pushing the guy away who moves and walks closer to Jensen.
Jensen's a bit drunk, and he probably wouldn't do this if he was sober, but he walks closer too. He's never seen the guy around campus or anything, but the university is pretty big and Jensen's usually sequestered in the education building for his classes so it's not like they'd run into each other a lot anyway.
"Hi," Jensen says almost breathlessly when they're finally toe to toe.
"Hi! I'm Jared," the tall dimpled guy says.
"Jensen."
"I like it," Jared says with a smile showcasing that adorable yet sexy dimple. "It's unique. Suits you."
"Thanks," Jensen says, blushing because those simple words seem like much more than just a compliment about his name.
"I like making you blush," Jared says and Jensen's kind of taken aback by how forward the guy is. Then again, he's probably a little drunk too. It just makes him blush harder though.
"Wanna get some air?" Jensen asks, feeling kind of warm from the flush and attention. The party is still going on around them, nobody giving mind to the two of them in the middle of the room. Jared nods and Jensen leads the way, grabbing hold of Jared's hand as they break through the throng of people.
The party is at Jeff's apartment, which is on the third floor, so Jensen leads them outside to sit on the concrete stairs that lead to Jeff's place.
Jared and he make small talk, from the chances of the Cowboys winning to the Mavs and Spurs rivalry to their favorite places in town to their hobbies. Jensen starts in on his passion for teaching and loving the moment when you can almost see the light bulb go on over one of the student's heads. Jared just stares at him, almost entranced with his hand curled under his chin. Jensen blushes a little and stops, embarrassed at the blatant attention and Jared smiles widely.
"No dude, don't stop on my account. It's awesome that you're doing something you love!"
Jensen does stop, though, feeling flustered by the stare.
The party is still going strong behind them, loud and raucous sounds coming through the door. Jensen bites his lip before just forging ahead, the alcohol in his blood stream lowering his inhibitions a bit.
"So Jared, want to come to my place? I'm not too far off and we can get some coffee or something to sober a little bit."
It's a bit cliché, using the coffee excuse, but clichés are such for a reason.
A huge grin splits Jared's face and Jensen's pretty fond of the delectable dimples that pop up each time Jared smiles. Jensen can admit to himself that he's been saying dumb stuff all night so he can make Jared laugh and see those dimples.
"Yeah, man, I'd love to."
They both get up, dusting off the seat of their jeans. Jensen's ass is pretty much numb from sitting on the hard ground for so long, but he can barely feel it because of the excitement bubbling through him.
It's been a really long time since the last time Jensen's done this. Too long, as Matt would say. Their hands brush a little as they walk the two blocks to Jensen's apartment and the cold air helps cool down the flush that's beginning to rise again in Jensen's cheeks at the thought of what's about to happen. They're still talking about nothing as they walk, Jared gesticulating widely about some stunt Jeff did when they
were kids. Jensen figures they've been friends a long time from the way Jared talks about him. He doesn't mention anything, just laughs along with Jared at their little boy antics.
They get to the apartment and Jensen lets them in, only fumbling slightly with the keys.
"Make yourself comfortable," he calls behind him as he actually makes some coffee just in case. He leans on the counter catching his breath for a little bit as the coffeemaker goes and feels Jared pull himself flush against him. Jensen startles, not realizing Jared got that close, but he leans back a little, letting Jared hold some of his weight.
"I really hope you brought me here for a little more than coffee," Jared says lowly in his ear, making Jensen shudder at the hot voice. Jensen turns, pressing himself even closer as Jared's arms wrap around him fully.
"I did, yeah. Wasn't sure, though," Jensen says, biting his lip at the corner, a nervous habit of his when he's unsure.
Jared's eyes darken, staring at Jensen's lips and he licks his own.
They lean in at once, lips finally meeting after hours of wanting. It's perfect once both of their heads tilt automatically to adjust. Jared kisses like a dream; soft licks to Jensen's bottom lip, a nip here and there. He opens his mouth and Jared delves inside, learning every dark crevice and corner. Jensen pushes his tongue back into Jared's mouth, familiarizing himself with the taste and wet heat. Their tongues flirt with each other, teasing and twirling.
Jensen pulls back when he can't breathe anymore and feels a bit dizzy, panting for oxygen. Jared doesn't look any better, eyes gone even darker and lips spit slick and shiny. Jensen leans in again for another kiss, already addicted.
Jensen guides them to their bedroom, lips still attached. He pulls back once or twice to make sure they won't trip, but not for long. Their hands roam all over each other, getting to know every dip and curve. As soon as they are inside the bedroom door, Jensen slams it shut behind him with his foot as his hands start pulling at the hem of Jared's shirt. Jared gets with the program, lifting his arms so Jensen can tug the shirt off before he helps Jensen pull his off as well. Then it's the jeans and boxers and they're both naked within seconds.
The skin on skin contact feels glorious and the two of them fall onto Jensen's bed, Jensen rolling on top of Jared as they're still kissing. Jared's giant hands are everywhere and Jensen arches into the touch, moaning a little at how good it feels.
He starts traveling down the length of Jared's long, toned, and lean body, stopping to bite and suck at the skin - behind his left ear, at the stretch of collarbone, the point where neck meets shoulder, above Jared's right nipple, around his belly button, at the taut skin over his jutting hipbones. Jared's absolutely writhing on the bed, whimpering at every lick, hand clenched tight in Jensen's short hair. Jensen pulls back to admire his handiwork and the red spots starting to blossom and smiles. Even if this is just a one night thing, he wants Jared to remember.
"Jensen," Jared pants as he tries to breathe.
"Hmm?" Jensen answers, smirking up at Jared as he's about to bend back down.
"I want...can I..." Jared starts and Jensen looks up from where he's staring at Jared's cock.
Beautiful.
The thought comes unbidden to Jensen’s mind. It’s so very true though. Jared looks absolutely beautiful laid on Jensen’s dark green sheets. He’s flushed and gasping; hands reaching for Jensen.
He crawls back up Jared's body to kiss him and make him relax. Jensen can totally see why Jared likes Jensen's blush, because Jared's flushed face is ridiculously endearing and hot at the same time.
"What do you want, baby?" Jensen asks softly, the endearment spilling unbidden from his lips.
"I wanna suck you," Jared says, rolling his lips in his mouth as soon as he's done, like he's afraid Jensen's gonna say no or something. If possible, he gets even harder at that.
“Fuck yeah, whatever you want."
Jared smiles, the damned dimple winking at Jensen again before he flips them over and makes his own trek down Jensen's body. It's Jensen's turn to squirm under Jared's talented tongue. Jared tentatively licks the head of Jensen's dick, and Jensen can tell Jared's new at this. He tightens his fingers in Jared's mop of hair, making Jared look up.
"Just go slow. You know you don't have to right?" He asks. Jared's mouth tightens a little in a pout and Jensen can admit to himself that Jared's kind of adorable.
"I want to," he says, almost petulantly, punctuating the statement by leaning in and taking Jensen in his mouth.
Coherent thought flies out the window at the onslaught of the combination of Jared's hand and mouth. Jensen can tell Jared's new at this, but damn if he isn't already awesome.
"Jared, I'm gonna..." he starts, trying to warn Jared, curling his fingers even tighter in the long strands of hair. Jared pulls back so just the head is in his mouth and Jensen's pretty much done, coming in Jared's mouth and shouting Jared's name. He's so glad Matt's still at the party.
Jared climbs back up the bed to press a soft kiss right above Jensen's rapidly beating heart and Jensen pulls him into a kiss, tasting himself in Jared's mouth. He's not usually big on kissing after someone's given him head, but it's Jared. He can't not kiss him and that right there is when Jensen knows he's screwed. He can't really bring himself to care though. Not when it's his turn to reciprocate.
He nudges Jared to roll onto his back, still kissing him the entire time. Jensen goes back down Jared's body, visiting the earlier marks once again, certain they'll be there for at least a few more days before he stops at the trail of hair leading down. He nuzzles the coarse hair there, inhaling the deep musky smell and licking down. He brings Jared's balls into his mouth one by one, sucking gently at them. Jared's pretty much mewling underneath him, making the most delicious noises.
Jensen licks along the shaft slowly, almost savoring it. He licks off the precum, noting that Jared's a bit sweeter than the other guys Jensen's been with. Jensen takes as much of Jared as he can, hollowing his cheeks and sucking. Jared tries to arch off the bed, but Jensen pins him down with his arm across his hips. Jared's grip tightens almost painfully in Jensen's hair and Jensen pulls back just a little as Jared's cum floods his mouth. Jensen waits until he's done, licking him clean before moving back up to the hollow of Jared's throat and sucking another mark there.
Jensen wants everyone to be able to catch a glimpse of it and know that Jared got lucky and if Jensen somehow runs into Jared again, he wants to see it and remember tonight.
They kiss languidly for long minutes before Jared pulls back and Jensen knows Jared's got to go.
"I'm sorry, Jensen, but Jeff's probably waiting for me and I have to go."
Jensen feels distress clawing at his belly, but this is probably for the best. He can understand, even if this will probably be a night Jensen returns to over and over again when he jerks off from now on.
He pulls Jared in for a final kiss, sealing his name with a final lick and withdrawing, watching quietly as Jared picks up and slips on his clothes. He sees Jared hesitating a little at the door and wants to call out to him, get his number, something, but he knows it's probably not a good idea.
"Thanks Jensen, this was amazing," Jared says softly, looking at him with bright eyes before walking out. Jensen flops back into his bed, already regretting the fact the he probably won't see the guy again.
+
Jensen barely gets out of bed the next day, ignoring Matt completely as he waggles his eyebrows and asks about the night before. He just wants to wallow and remember Jared, not wanting to taint the memory by revealing it to someone else. He gets up once to see if he can find a substitute job for tomorrow on the website and is thrilled to see there's one at the high school for a senior math class. He doesn't have any classes tomorrow and so he tries to substitute once or twice a week when he can to get the experience and the money. It's not much, but it helps a lot, especially when there's not much else he can do with classes and all.
Monday morning dawns bright and early and Jensen gets out of bed groggily. A hot cup of coffee later and he's mostly awake, picking out his clothes and getting in his car to drive to the only high school in town. He adjusts his glasses on his face, eyes still a little sore from sleeping in his contacts the previous day.
Jensen signs in at the office, grabs the folder with the attendance and the ID badge and tries to figure out where the classroom is. Luckily, there's a helpful teacher in the hallway who points him to the right direction. He gets inside, sets his stuff down, and writes 'Mr. Ackles' across the board, before setting up a little for the day - getting out the attendance sheets and signing/dating them, looking through the sub plans for the day, and signing onto the computer with the substitute login.
The bell rings and Jensen stands near the door, welcoming students in. The day goes pretty smoothly, thankfully. Jensen can see a lot of the girls in his class giggling at him, but he pays it no mind. He teaches what the real teacher laid out for him and the students seem to understand what he's saying. One of the guys actually compliments him and how he learned more today than he had with the actual teacher. Jensen feels a burst of pride at that, happy that he could help them out.
Lunch comes and goes and pretty soon it's time for the last class of the day. Jensen's at the front of the classroom, smiling as the students walk in and then he suddenly goes still as Jared walks inside. Jared, from two days ago. Jared, who he blew and who blew him.
Images flash in his mind and he realizes they never did talk about what Jared was studying or what he was. Jensen just assumed Jared was a sophomore or freshman in college, maybe even a junior. He hadn't expected this.
Jared stops right inside the doorway, eyes wide like a little kid caught with his hand stuck in the cookie jar. A dull flush works it's way up Jared's neck and Jensen's eyes catch sight of the mark at the base. The mark that he put there.
Oh, he's so going to hell for this.
SEQUEL: I'll be your teacher (I'll show you the world)