Ok, only one more part after this one. This part is from Jensen's POV.
Title: Why's it Feel so Long (Part 4)
Genre: RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: This part: 645 (Altogether: 3153)
Summary: Jared is leaving to spend time with his family for a few days. How will the boys cope being apart and how will they make up for lost time when Jared finally gets back home. (Sorry, this summary sucks, just read and then you will know what it's about, LOL)
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destiny393 Jensen didn’t know what he was going to do with himself for three whole, long, boring days. The house seemed even bigger without Jared there to fill it with love and laughter. He hated the way every sound he made echoed back at him, reminding him that he was alone but for his shadow.
He tried to occupy himself with anything he could find. By the time the first day was over the house have been cleaned and tidied, from top to bottom. It hadn’t been very dirty to begin with, but Jensen dusted and vacuumed anyway. As he went he picked up forgotten, discarded clothes and old scripts and anything else Jared had just left. Jensen smiled to himself, Jared was forever leaving things lying around, and he was forever going after him putting them away. It was the way they were and the way he liked it. For every action Jared had, he had one in response and vice versa. It worked.
When the dogs refused to go for yet another walk, Jensen would flick through the television channels. He never stopped to watch anything, it was just something to do with fill some of the time he had to spare. Whenever he lingered on a channel for too long, something would remind him of Jared: someone wearing a beanie hat, a child stuffing their face with candy, a full belly laugh…
Then there were the times when Jensen would sit out on the veranda at the back of the house with his guitar. Playing always made him felt better, put him at ease. It made everything simply and effortless, but even that didn’t last for long. Each song would come back to Jared, everything came back to Jared.
Sitting out on the decking in his favourite chair one evening with a bottle of beer, Jensen’s thoughts wandered back to his lover. Being apart, just for there few days had made him realise how much Jared had become a part of his life, a part of him. Why did he feel like half a man without him? Why did he feel incomplete? It was then that the realisation hit him, he really did love Jared, with every part of his being. The past few months of them being practically attached at the hip, had changed something inside him. Something that made him whole, something that made him the person he wanted to be. Jared had made his world stable, he made him rise when he was falling and kept him grounded when he was about the fly away. It was all about Jared, everything was Jared.
As Jensen crawled into the cold, empty bed the night before his loved was due home, he forced his eyes closed. One more night alone, he could last one more night. Wrapping the sheets around his body, trying to gain the heat he usually found from the muscled body that would fit perfectly to his, he knew that even one more night was too long to wait. He longed for the sun to filtered in through the blinds, waking him, reminding him that Jared would be home in no time at all.
As Jensen slipped slowly into an uneasy slumber, his body still searching for the comfort he found in the younger man. His eye lids fluttered as he began to dream. Jared would be home tomorrow and then the house would be alive again, he would be alive again. And Jensen was desperate to make up for lost time, three days was just to long to be apart. He would never let it happen again, he didn’t think it could survive being at such a distance from Jared again. He couldn’t breath properly and his heart didn’t know when to take another beat. It was like his body didn’t know how to function without him by his side, like he didn’t know how to exist.