College Timestamp
For earthquakedream who prompted for a timestamp in this thread here.
The best thing, in Jared’s opinion, is for Jensen to sleep. They’ve both been logging long hours studying for finals, rushing from classes to the library, to study groups, and back to the dorms for even more reading, note-taking, and practice tests.
So when they’re studying in Jared’s room, alone for the first time in a long while with Chad at his new girl’s place, and Jensen leans back on his bed, book propped up from his chest, and closes his eyes, Jared lets him sleep.
Jared keeps flipping through his textbook, back and ass aching from the hard chair at his desk, but he’s not about to interrupt Jensen’s chance to get some shut eye, especially given how cranky, anxious, and temperamental he’s been all week with so little sleep.
A good two hours later, Jared yawns, louder than he’d meant to, and Jensen stirs on the mattress. Jensen shifts to his side, grumbling incoherently, then shoots up to stare at the clock at the desk. “What the fuck?!”
Jared flinches in his seat and stares at Jensen. “What?”
Jensen doesn’t look over, only bitches, “What the fuck, Jared,” while rubbing the heel of his hand at one of his eyes.
“What?” Jared harps right back.
“How could you let me sleep? Fuck. Two hours, Jared. That’s study time. God.”
Jared narrows his eyes and glares as Jensen snaps his book shut and grabs another notebook to flip through. “Okay. Sorry I thought you could use the rest.”
Jensen’s voice gets quiet, but he’s still tense. “Yeah, well, I need to study.”
“Alright, then study,” Jared mumbles back.
“I will,” he replies indignantly.
“Okay, good.”
“Yeah. Good,” Jensen says with a small sigh. After fifteen minutes, he snaps his notebook closed and tosses it on the ground.
Jared’s shocked by the sudden noises and looks over with as straight a face as possible. “You done studying?”
Jensen fights to hide a laugh, and pushes himself further down in the bed. “I don’t think I’ll ever be done.”
“Yeah, well,” Jared mumbles as he turns back to his book. “That’s school.”
“I’m tired of Linear Algebra.”
“Says the math major.”
“What’re you doing?”
Jared points at his book with a flat face. “Studying.” Jensen doesn’t say more but when Jared looks over, Jensen’s staring at him. “What?”
“I’m bored.”
“So study.” Jensen gives him a tired look and Jared laughs at him. “Just five minutes ago you were yelling at me for letting you sleep through studying.”
“Well, yeah, because I didn’t get to choose to sleep. I’m choosing to ignore the book right now.” Jared simply raises an eyebrow and Jensen smirks at him. “Come here.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m bored and you always entertain me.”
Jared laughs. “Like I’m your toy?”
“Maybe?”
Going back to his book, Jared does his best to ignore Jensen. But it doesn’t work well and within two minutes, Jared closes his book then crawls up the bed and settles in next to Jensen, head on Jensen’s chest and arms slung tight around his waist. “I need to nap. Just half an hour.”
“I already slept,” Jensen points out with a smile in his words.
“Yeah, I let you sleep. Now let me,” Jared returns as he burrows in closer to Jensen.
Jensen pulls Jared in tight. “Okay, thirty minutes.”
The best thing, in Jared’s opinion, is for Jensen to sleep. They’ve both been logging long hours studying for finals, rushing from classes to the library, to study groups, and back to the dorms for even more reading, note-taking, and practice tests.
So when they’re studying in Jared’s room, alone for the first time in a long while with Chad at his new girl’s place, and Jensen leans back on his bed, book propped up from his chest, and closes his eyes, Jared lets him sleep.
Jared keeps flipping through his textbook, back and ass aching from the hard chair at his desk, but he’s not about to interrupt Jensen’s chance to get some shut eye, especially given how cranky, anxious, and temperamental he’s been all week with so little sleep.
A good two hours later, Jared yawns, louder than he’d meant to, and Jensen stirs on the mattress. Jensen shifts to his side, grumbling incoherently, then shoots up to stare at the clock at the desk. “What the fuck?!”
Jared flinches in his seat and stares at Jensen. “What?”
Jensen doesn’t look over, only bitches, “What the fuck, Jared,” while rubbing the heel of his hand at one of his eyes.
“What?” Jared harps right back.
“How could you let me sleep? Fuck. Two hours, Jared. That’s study time. God.”
Jared narrows his eyes and glares as Jensen snaps his book shut and grabs another notebook to flip through. “Okay. Sorry I thought you could use the rest.”
Jensen’s voice gets quiet, but he’s still tense. “Yeah, well, I need to study.”
“Alright, then study,” Jared mumbles back.
“I will,” he replies indignantly.
“Okay, good.”
“Yeah. Good,” Jensen says with a small sigh. After fifteen minutes, he snaps his notebook closed and tosses it on the ground.
Jared’s shocked by the sudden noises and looks over with as straight a face as possible. “You done studying?”
Jensen fights to hide a laugh, and pushes himself further down in the bed. “I don’t think I’ll ever be done.”
“Yeah, well,” Jared mumbles as he turns back to his book. “That’s school.”
“I’m tired of Linear Algebra.”
“Says the math major.”
“What’re you doing?”
Jared points at his book with a flat face. “Studying.” Jensen doesn’t say more but when Jared looks over, Jensen’s staring at him. “What?”
“I’m bored.”
“So study.” Jensen gives him a tired look and Jared laughs at him. “Just five minutes ago you were yelling at me for letting you sleep through studying.”
“Well, yeah, because I didn’t get to choose to sleep. I’m choosing to ignore the book right now.” Jared simply raises an eyebrow and Jensen smirks at him. “Come here.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m bored and you always entertain me.”
Jared laughs. “Like I’m your toy?”
“Maybe?”
Going back to his book, Jared does his best to ignore Jensen. But it doesn’t work well and within two minutes, Jared closes his book then crawls up the bed and settles in next to Jensen, head on Jensen’s chest and arms slung tight around his waist. “I need to nap. Just half an hour.”
“I already slept,” Jensen points out with a smile in his words.
“Yeah, I let you sleep. Now let me,” Jared returns as he burrows in closer to Jensen.
Jensen pulls Jared in tight. “Okay, thirty minutes.”