IMPULSE
Title: Impulse
Authors: Deans Dark Dream & Mica Monroe
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC17
Warning: J2, slash, angst, drinking, stripping Jensen
Disclaimer: We own nothing and intend no harm.
Summary: AU Jensen Ackles decides to do something impulsive on his 28th Birthday that will have unexpected repercussions when he meets his new boss Jared Padalecki. Jensen can't fight the attraction he feels to the older man, but as he discovers more about Jared's life he believes the man is living a lie. Jensen may discover that losing your heart is the price you pay for acting on impulse.
A/N: In this story Jared is five years older than Jensen. A huge thanks to the lovely Mica who read my one paragraph story idea and encouraged me to do so much more!
Impulse
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon and Jensen was just leaving the organic food market when his phone rang. He looked at the display and saw it was his buddy, Misha. “Hey, Mish.” Jensen answered with a smile.
“Have you made any plans for your twenty-eighth birthday? I thought we'd go out to Boxers and Briefs and check out the eye candy.” Misha suggested.
“Have you forgotten that the new boss is gonna be in tomorrow morning for a company wide meeting? I don't want to meet him looking like a zombie.” Jensen replied.
“We'll have one drink. I'll pay for you to get a lap dance from that ripped adonis that you like there. You might even get laid if your stalker is there.” Misha teased.
“I can get laid anytime I want.” Jensen said indignantly as he put his groceries in the trunk.
“It's been six months since you split with Tom and you haven't been with anyone. It's not normal. You need to saddle up and get back on the horse, preferably a well hung horse!” Misha said with a dirty chuckle. “I'll be at your house at 9:00 wear something that shows off your ass.”
“What are you my pimp?” Jensen said as he laughed at his friend. “Alright, I'll be ready. See ya at nine.”
“See ya Birthday Boy.” Misha said with a smile and ended the call.
~*~
When Misha pulled up to park, he and Jensen were both surprised at how full the lot of Boxers and Briefs was on a Sunday night. “Somebody must have told them it was your Birthday! Look at how packed the lot is! You are definitely gonna meet a hot guy tonight. I'm sure of it.” Misha announced as they got out of his car and walked to the entrance.
Jensen smiled at his friend. He was actually glad he's decided to accept Misha's invitation to come out and play. It was his Birthday after all. He deserved to cut loose and have some fun. Jensen led the way to the center area in front of the stage and found a recently vacated table. He took that as a good omen and they settled in to drink and watch the dancers. Misha began ordering shots and had them lined up in front of him and Jensen.
“Happy Birthday, Jense!” Misha exclaimed as he picked up the first shot which was bright blue.
“What is this?” Jensen asked as he looked at the blue liquid suspiciously.
“It's a screaming orgasm. Which you will hopefully be having later with some lucky guy here.” Misha said with a naughty grin. “Bottoms up, Birthday Boy!”
The two friends downed the shots and grabbed the next one in line.
Jensen lost track of how many shots he drank in that first hour. He had a major buzz on and was enthralled by the strippers and pole dancers who dominated the stage. He and Misha wolf whistled, clapped, stomped their feet and tipped a few of the hottest dancers. There was a short break between sets and Jensen turned his gaze to the crowd around him. His eyes locked on a tall, handsome man walking over from the bar to a seat at the edge of the stage.
“Mmm...Look at that tall drink of water! I want one!” Jensen exclaimed and Misha followed his gaze.
“Yeah! He's hot! I think you should go over and introduce yourself.” Misha urged his friend.
The tall, dark haired man was sitting now waiting for the show to start again. He was wearing a deep blue shirt that was open at the neck and rolled up at the sleeves to show off strong, tanned forearms. His jeans were artfully faded and clung to his muscular thighs as he sat on the stool and nursed his drink. Jensen shifted as his jeans suddenly felt too tight.
“Damn, he's gorgeous! I just wanna lick him.” Jensen purred as he continued to stare at the tall man.
“Go get him, Tiger! He can be your Birthday present to yourself. Take him home and ride him like he's a wild stallion!” Misha said with a huge grin.
“I'm not drunk enough for that!” Jensen exclaimed.
“If you were drunk enough, what would you do to get Mr. Hotties attention?” Misha asked.
“I'd get up on that stage and strip for him. I'd make him so hard and horny that he'd beg me to go home with him tonight.” Jensen replied his eyes never leaving the hunky stranger in the blue shirt.
Misha ordered more drinks and kept pushing Jensen to go for it until the blond finally gave in. Misha had gone over and talked to the bartender who in turn had talked to the owner. Before Jensen really knew what was happening, he was up on stage. The crowd seemed to approve because they were cat calling, wolf whistling and stomping their feet. Jensen kept his gaze on the dark haired hottie as he began to dance and take off his clothes. The stranger gave him his full and undivided attention as Jensen removed more articles of clothing. As the audience clapped and screamed for him, Jensen grew bolder. He was down to his Calvin Klein underwear and a smile when he attempted to climb on the stranger's lap to give him a private dance. He managed to over balance them and the stool tipped back. They both landed on the floor with Jensen on top of the sexy stranger.
Misha appeared and helped his friend up. He said something to the stranger about the blond having impulse control issues, then he whisked him away and out into the night. Misha had driven Jensen home and helped him to bed.
The next morning, he'd called to make sure that Jensen was up and wouldn't be late for work and meeting the new boss. When the friends met up in the break room a little before nine to get coffee, they both looked a little rough around the edges. Their skin was pale and their eyes were puffy from last nights debauchery. They started to walk out of the break room when Jensen froze at the sight of the new boss walking down the hallway toward them. He backed into the break room pulling Misha with him.
“Oh my God! Please tell me I didn't just see that! The new boss is the tall drink of water from the bar last night!” Jensen exclaimed looking panicked.
“Alright, you didn't just see that, but the new boss is the hottie from the bar last night.” Misha said sounding stunned.
They both watched the tall man walk by on his way to the board room for the meeting.
“Maybe he won't remember me.” Jensen said as he tried to take a few deep calming breaths.
“Well you did prance around in front of him practically naked, but he was drinking. Maybe he doesn't remember.” Misha said as he peeked out into the hallway to see that their coworkers were all filing into the board room. “We've got to get in there. The meeting will be starting in a couple of minutes.”
“Yeah and his first order of business will probably be to fire me.” Jensen moaned as he rubbed a hand across his aching forehead.
Misha and Jensen walked side by side down the hallway and into the board room. They sat in the back and listened as Mr. Padalecki introduced himself and talked a bit about the changes he'd like to see in the advertising agency. When the speech ended, all the employees clapped and started to file out of the room. Mr. Padalecki stood at the door and shook their hands as they walked past him. When it was Jensen's turn, he kept his eyes down as he shook the tall man's large hand. The shorter man mumbled something about welcome to the company and started to move past as quickly as possible.
“Mr. Ackles.” Jared said in a deep authoritative voice.
Jensen froze for a second, then turned to look back at his handsome new boss. “Yes, sir?”
“I want to see you in my office at 10:00. I need to discuss something with you.” Jared stated then turned to shake Misha's hand.
“Of course, sir.” Jensen said as he swallowed hard.
Misha caught up with him in his office and squeezed Jensen's shoulder comfortingly.
“He recognized me! I'm toast!” Jensen said miserably as he looked out his office window.
“He might not fire you. Maybe he just doesn't want you to tell people you saw him in a gay bar.” Misha said comfortingly. “When you go in there, just remember to breathe.”
Jensen nodded mutely as he continued to stare out the window. He kept thinking he should have known better than to act on impulse.
Impulse - Part 2