Drabbles as ordered
Sam/Dean for mangacat201
Sam nursed his beer while curling his long legs around the bar stool. His eyes scanned the gloomy atmosphere of the club. A group of girls was watching him, sticking their heads together giggling. Sam wasn’t much of a flirter - other than Dean - but sometimes he had an itch that needed scratching. Sometimes that itch could not be stilled by a giggling girl.
His eyes caught onto a tall figure at the far end of the room, half obscured in the shadows on the other side of the flashing lights that illuminated the middle of the room. All Sam could see were broad shoulders and a nearly bored stance underlined by lean muscle. Exactly what he was looking for.
Sam slid off the stool and meandered his way towards the man, who stood with his back to him. He bit his lip eyes transfixed on a decidedly cute butt and drew close to the man’s back. He tapped the guy’s shoulder, eyes skimming upwards ready to wind the boy around his fingers.
“Sam?”
Sam gaped. Shit. “Dean!”
“Awkward?”
Sam/Castiel for stangerine88
Why did this happen to him? He had always been the one with faith; he had tried to be the voice of reason and and righteousness despite all evil that came to face them. He had believed. He still did.
So why did heaven take interest in his brother? Why did they look at him with a sneer and utter disdain? Dean didn’t want to be their chosen one. Of course Sam was thankful that Castiel pulled his brother from the pit, but why?
Castiel. He was different. Different than Uriel and his black and white world, different than Dean and his depressed, fucked up mind. Castiel had shaken Sam’s hand, despite the hesitation due to the cursed demon blood that ran through his veins. Castiel had accepted him as part of this mission, part of Dean’s mission. But it was still Dean he came to. This powerful and beautiful creature never came just for Sam.
Sam was jealous. He couldn’t help it. Why couldn’t heaven love him as well? Why couldn’t Cas care as much as he did about Dean, maybe more?
Jared/Dean for and spn4ever and avon_09
Jared was pushed out of harms way, bouncing off a wall and landing on the floor. He looked up and saw Dean throwing punches and kicks, sending the attacker flying backwards and charging after him.
Jared watched the play of muscles beneath Dean’s layers of shirts, the angry stance at something trying to hurt them. Jared felt warmth pool from his stomach to his pants and this might have been a very bad moment for something like this but he couldn’t help the want to creep up on him.
What he wanted right now was to be thrown down by those strong arms and ravished on the spot.
“Cut! Great, that’s it for today. That was really good, Jensen.”
Jared swallowed, his mind bouncing back to reality as his best friend smiled at the director before coming over to Jared and helping him to his feet, out of character and back to the slightly shy and very peaceful persona he really had.
Jared was thankful for the thick layer of make up that covered his face or Jensen might have noticed the deep blush. If anyone knew…
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Jared grinned like a lunatic and ignored Jensen’s groan.
“Stop feeding my boyfriend the leftovers! Do you want me to miss training because Mr. I-had-four-chocolate-puddings-after-lunch crushed me accidentally on a sugar high?”
Sophia giggled and handed Jared a spoon. Sandy and her had stared to hand the deserts coming with their cafeteria menue to Jared every other day - especially during bathing suit weather - and Jensen usually only rolled his eyes at that because he knew how much Jared loved it. But Tom hadn’t felt like pudding either today and Jared ended up having four containers of pudding lined up in front of him with a very happy puppy look even though he had already gotten half of Jensen’s french fries.
“C’mon, Jen. There’s no real sugar in these, it’s just corn sirup”, Jared grinned at him.
“How’s that any better? I swear, if you start getting fat because the children in the zoo can not stop feeding the monkey, I’ll ban you from my bed. I don’t want it to break dow-“ Jensen didn’t get to finish that sentence as a spoon full of chocolate pudding smacked into his cheek.
“You didn’t!” He gaped at his lauging boyfriend as he grabbed the left over packages of ketchup. It was so ON!
It took them two minutes to send their friends scutter away from the mess of sweet and salty food they threw at each other before fleeing the cafeteria as fast as they could. Jared giggling madly as he pulled Jensen down the corridore, his hands coming away sticky with chocolate. He looked at the pudding dripping from Jensen’s hair and running down the side of his neck.
“God, I need a shower!” Jensen felt sticky and disgusting but god, it had been fun.
“Not before I got my desert…” The first lick made Jensen shudder and speed up his steps.
“God, yes.”
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Jared’s jaw worked frantically as he tried to do his very best to enjoy the game. Their team was doing good and Jensen had prepared two goals for Tom already. Jared should be ecstatic, bouncing on his seat and roaring his lungs out with the masses but he couldn’t. His excitement had been drained away by the group of giggling freshman girls talking a litte too loud about his boyfriend.
One should think Jared was used to people talking about Jensen because obviously he was one of the few really interresting things on campus. But never had Jared been seething on this level. He was jealous, yes. And he had every goddamn right to be. One of the girls had decided that obviously Jensen wasn’t really gay but just hadn’t met the right woman so far and that she was gona fix that. Her friends were giggling madly at the idea and started taking bets. Jared wanted to turn around and fucking yell in her stupid face.
He didn’t have to as Chad turned around with a sugary sweet smile. “Ladies, do you see this handsome and unbelievably tall young man with the really angry look on his face.” The giggling stopped and Jared glared at the irritated herd of females. They nodded with a slightly intimidated look and Chad’s smile grew less pleasant. “That’s the boyfriend. Do you REALLY wanna cross him?”
They stared at Jared for a moment and he would probably have started to growl possessively hadn’t they already turned tail and ran. God, Jared loved being tall.
Sam nursed his beer while curling his long legs around the bar stool. His eyes scanned the gloomy atmosphere of the club. A group of girls was watching him, sticking their heads together giggling. Sam wasn’t much of a flirter - other than Dean - but sometimes he had an itch that needed scratching. Sometimes that itch could not be stilled by a giggling girl.
His eyes caught onto a tall figure at the far end of the room, half obscured in the shadows on the other side of the flashing lights that illuminated the middle of the room. All Sam could see were broad shoulders and a nearly bored stance underlined by lean muscle. Exactly what he was looking for.
Sam slid off the stool and meandered his way towards the man, who stood with his back to him. He bit his lip eyes transfixed on a decidedly cute butt and drew close to the man’s back. He tapped the guy’s shoulder, eyes skimming upwards ready to wind the boy around his fingers.
“Sam?”
Sam gaped. Shit. “Dean!”
“Awkward?”
Sam/Castiel for stangerine88
Why did this happen to him? He had always been the one with faith; he had tried to be the voice of reason and and righteousness despite all evil that came to face them. He had believed. He still did.
So why did heaven take interest in his brother? Why did they look at him with a sneer and utter disdain? Dean didn’t want to be their chosen one. Of course Sam was thankful that Castiel pulled his brother from the pit, but why?
Castiel. He was different. Different than Uriel and his black and white world, different than Dean and his depressed, fucked up mind. Castiel had shaken Sam’s hand, despite the hesitation due to the cursed demon blood that ran through his veins. Castiel had accepted him as part of this mission, part of Dean’s mission. But it was still Dean he came to. This powerful and beautiful creature never came just for Sam.
Sam was jealous. He couldn’t help it. Why couldn’t heaven love him as well? Why couldn’t Cas care as much as he did about Dean, maybe more?
Jared/Dean for and spn4ever and avon_09
Jared was pushed out of harms way, bouncing off a wall and landing on the floor. He looked up and saw Dean throwing punches and kicks, sending the attacker flying backwards and charging after him.
Jared watched the play of muscles beneath Dean’s layers of shirts, the angry stance at something trying to hurt them. Jared felt warmth pool from his stomach to his pants and this might have been a very bad moment for something like this but he couldn’t help the want to creep up on him.
What he wanted right now was to be thrown down by those strong arms and ravished on the spot.
“Cut! Great, that’s it for today. That was really good, Jensen.”
Jared swallowed, his mind bouncing back to reality as his best friend smiled at the director before coming over to Jared and helping him to his feet, out of character and back to the slightly shy and very peaceful persona he really had.
Jared was thankful for the thick layer of make up that covered his face or Jensen might have noticed the deep blush. If anyone knew…
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Jared grinned like a lunatic and ignored Jensen’s groan.
“Stop feeding my boyfriend the leftovers! Do you want me to miss training because Mr. I-had-four-chocolate-puddings-after-lunch crushed me accidentally on a sugar high?”
Sophia giggled and handed Jared a spoon. Sandy and her had stared to hand the deserts coming with their cafeteria menue to Jared every other day - especially during bathing suit weather - and Jensen usually only rolled his eyes at that because he knew how much Jared loved it. But Tom hadn’t felt like pudding either today and Jared ended up having four containers of pudding lined up in front of him with a very happy puppy look even though he had already gotten half of Jensen’s french fries.
“C’mon, Jen. There’s no real sugar in these, it’s just corn sirup”, Jared grinned at him.
“How’s that any better? I swear, if you start getting fat because the children in the zoo can not stop feeding the monkey, I’ll ban you from my bed. I don’t want it to break dow-“ Jensen didn’t get to finish that sentence as a spoon full of chocolate pudding smacked into his cheek.
“You didn’t!” He gaped at his lauging boyfriend as he grabbed the left over packages of ketchup. It was so ON!
It took them two minutes to send their friends scutter away from the mess of sweet and salty food they threw at each other before fleeing the cafeteria as fast as they could. Jared giggling madly as he pulled Jensen down the corridore, his hands coming away sticky with chocolate. He looked at the pudding dripping from Jensen’s hair and running down the side of his neck.
“God, I need a shower!” Jensen felt sticky and disgusting but god, it had been fun.
“Not before I got my desert…” The first lick made Jensen shudder and speed up his steps.
“God, yes.”
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Jared’s jaw worked frantically as he tried to do his very best to enjoy the game. Their team was doing good and Jensen had prepared two goals for Tom already. Jared should be ecstatic, bouncing on his seat and roaring his lungs out with the masses but he couldn’t. His excitement had been drained away by the group of giggling freshman girls talking a litte too loud about his boyfriend.
One should think Jared was used to people talking about Jensen because obviously he was one of the few really interresting things on campus. But never had Jared been seething on this level. He was jealous, yes. And he had every goddamn right to be. One of the girls had decided that obviously Jensen wasn’t really gay but just hadn’t met the right woman so far and that she was gona fix that. Her friends were giggling madly at the idea and started taking bets. Jared wanted to turn around and fucking yell in her stupid face.
He didn’t have to as Chad turned around with a sugary sweet smile. “Ladies, do you see this handsome and unbelievably tall young man with the really angry look on his face.” The giggling stopped and Jared glared at the irritated herd of females. They nodded with a slightly intimidated look and Chad’s smile grew less pleasant. “That’s the boyfriend. Do you REALLY wanna cross him?”
They stared at Jared for a moment and he would probably have started to growl possessively hadn’t they already turned tail and ran. God, Jared loved being tall.