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It's a New Year
PG; 1000 words
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It was Jared's first true adult New Years Eve party, and it was pretty much what he'd expected of a gathering in Jensen's boss's home. Classy decor and even classier people in cocktail dresses and suits that cost more than any clothing Jared’s ever owned.
Jared tugged at the knot of his tie for a moment and instantly felt awkward. Not only because he was beginning to sweat around the collar and beneath his suit shirt and jacket, being surrounded by the small crowd in the dining room, but also because he'd found himself circled by a few women closer to his mom's age, all talking about the new oak dining table that had been pushed against the wall to allow more room.
He then instantly felt shamed for pulling at the perfect knot Jensen had tied for him on the front steps just before they'd entered the party. This was not his sort of thing. It was exactly Jensen’s either - they’d both fell into an easy routine of nice evenings out or in, never anything too crowded - but Jared knew Jensen went to these events because they were good for his career.
Jared still doesn’t exactly want to be here, nice as it was to get all fancy for a night, and he’s sure it shows on his face as he winces and glances around the opulent dining room he’s had quite a few homey dinners in. At least Martha winked at him as she drank her wine, as if she were excusing him from feeling tense.
"Jared," Martha interrupted the conversation. "I hate to make you serve, but would you be a doll and get me a refill?" she asked while tipping her glass towards him. She flashed him a bright, warm smile and winked again, and he could feel her now excusing him from being stuck in this conversation and he was all too grateful. "And find yourself something strong to drink. I think Randy's got something in his study."
He was even more grateful for that. "Happily," he said with a grin.
With the house full of guests, it took him some time to get her a new glass from the catered bar off of the kitchen. He decided to bring it back to her before setting off to get something in Randy's lounge. Once there, he found a few of Jensen's coworkers in the middle of a heated conversation about some client he'd heard Jensen mention on occasion, one who'd been particularly demanding but worth more than enough. He sidestepped them all, sharing smiles when they looked at him, and finally got his hands on a crystal carafe of amber liquor.
At this point, he didn't care what exactly it was, just that it was warm and smooth going down.
Soon enough, he heard louder murmurs then the tell-tale countdown beginning. He nearly choked on the liquor and felt it burn in his throat.
Jared hurried between bodies so he could track Jensen down, but hardly anyone was allowing him to pass. They were all too giddy with the shouts of seven, six, five ... to let him through and before he knew it, midnight was here with the party's cheers accompanied by a loud ringing from the grandfather clock in the hallway.
He sighed, frustrated that their first New Years Eve together - after being separated the last one with other plans - was spent apart. Frustrated might not have been the only feeling Jared had. He hadn't seen Jensen in what seemed like nearly an hour, Jared pulled into Martha asking him about the tailend of his schooling and Jensen following Randy around to be introduced to potential networking partners.
Those in the study offered Jared handshakes, hearty shoulder pats, and even hugs to welcome in the year and offer thoughtful wishes for the future.
Jared poured himself another drink then wove through the crowd and into the hallway. He still couldn't spot Jensen anywhere and sifted through the party-goers in the hall, searching rooms he passed. He finally found Jensen in Martha’s library at the end. Inside, only a handful of people were sharing their new years greetings then moving around Jared to go on to the rest of the party.
Jensen stood at the far end of the room with his hands tucked into his suit pants’ pockets. As if the nicely cut, black suit and pale blue tie weren’t enough to make Jared’s breath catch, Jensen’s face was set into a caring, warm look with a soft smile as he watched Jared approach.
“We missed midnight,” Jared mumbled.
“I know, I’m sorry,” Jensen murmured once Jared was right in front of him. He ran his palm down Jared’s tie and sadly smiled. “But the good news is, we get the whole year to make it up to each other.”
Jared began to smirk and stepped even closer to Jensen, hands resting on Jensen’s hips. “I don’t know, it might take a lot to make it up,” he teased.
“Right,” Jensen returned with a short nod. “Well, it won’t hurt to try.”
“Nah, won’t hurt at all.” Jared dipped down to kiss, but Jensen leaned back and lifted a finger between them.
“Just a sec,” he said. Then he shifted back to the clock on the wall behind him and wound the minute hand back to midnight.
Jared chuckled and wrapped his arms around Jensen’s back. “You are so charming.”
Jensen grinned as he cupped Jared’s face with both hands and pulled him back in. “Happy New Year, Jared,” he whispered against Jared’s lips then properly kissed him.
Happy everything, Jared thought.
PG; 1000 words
Why I'm Talking to You timestamp for enablelove
It was Jared's first true adult New Years Eve party, and it was pretty much what he'd expected of a gathering in Jensen's boss's home. Classy decor and even classier people in cocktail dresses and suits that cost more than any clothing Jared’s ever owned.
Jared tugged at the knot of his tie for a moment and instantly felt awkward. Not only because he was beginning to sweat around the collar and beneath his suit shirt and jacket, being surrounded by the small crowd in the dining room, but also because he'd found himself circled by a few women closer to his mom's age, all talking about the new oak dining table that had been pushed against the wall to allow more room.
He then instantly felt shamed for pulling at the perfect knot Jensen had tied for him on the front steps just before they'd entered the party. This was not his sort of thing. It was exactly Jensen’s either - they’d both fell into an easy routine of nice evenings out or in, never anything too crowded - but Jared knew Jensen went to these events because they were good for his career.
Jared still doesn’t exactly want to be here, nice as it was to get all fancy for a night, and he’s sure it shows on his face as he winces and glances around the opulent dining room he’s had quite a few homey dinners in. At least Martha winked at him as she drank her wine, as if she were excusing him from feeling tense.
"Jared," Martha interrupted the conversation. "I hate to make you serve, but would you be a doll and get me a refill?" she asked while tipping her glass towards him. She flashed him a bright, warm smile and winked again, and he could feel her now excusing him from being stuck in this conversation and he was all too grateful. "And find yourself something strong to drink. I think Randy's got something in his study."
He was even more grateful for that. "Happily," he said with a grin.
With the house full of guests, it took him some time to get her a new glass from the catered bar off of the kitchen. He decided to bring it back to her before setting off to get something in Randy's lounge. Once there, he found a few of Jensen's coworkers in the middle of a heated conversation about some client he'd heard Jensen mention on occasion, one who'd been particularly demanding but worth more than enough. He sidestepped them all, sharing smiles when they looked at him, and finally got his hands on a crystal carafe of amber liquor.
At this point, he didn't care what exactly it was, just that it was warm and smooth going down.
Soon enough, he heard louder murmurs then the tell-tale countdown beginning. He nearly choked on the liquor and felt it burn in his throat.
Jared hurried between bodies so he could track Jensen down, but hardly anyone was allowing him to pass. They were all too giddy with the shouts of seven, six, five ... to let him through and before he knew it, midnight was here with the party's cheers accompanied by a loud ringing from the grandfather clock in the hallway.
He sighed, frustrated that their first New Years Eve together - after being separated the last one with other plans - was spent apart. Frustrated might not have been the only feeling Jared had. He hadn't seen Jensen in what seemed like nearly an hour, Jared pulled into Martha asking him about the tailend of his schooling and Jensen following Randy around to be introduced to potential networking partners.
Those in the study offered Jared handshakes, hearty shoulder pats, and even hugs to welcome in the year and offer thoughtful wishes for the future.
Jared poured himself another drink then wove through the crowd and into the hallway. He still couldn't spot Jensen anywhere and sifted through the party-goers in the hall, searching rooms he passed. He finally found Jensen in Martha’s library at the end. Inside, only a handful of people were sharing their new years greetings then moving around Jared to go on to the rest of the party.
Jensen stood at the far end of the room with his hands tucked into his suit pants’ pockets. As if the nicely cut, black suit and pale blue tie weren’t enough to make Jared’s breath catch, Jensen’s face was set into a caring, warm look with a soft smile as he watched Jared approach.
“We missed midnight,” Jared mumbled.
“I know, I’m sorry,” Jensen murmured once Jared was right in front of him. He ran his palm down Jared’s tie and sadly smiled. “But the good news is, we get the whole year to make it up to each other.”
Jared began to smirk and stepped even closer to Jensen, hands resting on Jensen’s hips. “I don’t know, it might take a lot to make it up,” he teased.
“Right,” Jensen returned with a short nod. “Well, it won’t hurt to try.”
“Nah, won’t hurt at all.” Jared dipped down to kiss, but Jensen leaned back and lifted a finger between them.
“Just a sec,” he said. Then he shifted back to the clock on the wall behind him and wound the minute hand back to midnight.
Jared chuckled and wrapped his arms around Jensen’s back. “You are so charming.”
Jensen grinned as he cupped Jared’s face with both hands and pulled him back in. “Happy New Year, Jared,” he whispered against Jared’s lips then properly kissed him.
Happy everything, Jared thought.