Five Times Two - Part Five
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“Hey, goofball, did you take my red shirt? The one I bought last week?” Jensen asked loudly, his voice echoing in the empty room.
A smothered Nope! was his answer and Jensen fondly rolled his eyes, knowing Jared was probably hiding the said shirt right now. He sighed and zipped his luggage.
As he went downstairs and entered the living room, he caught sight of a dejected-looking Sasquatch sprawled on their wide couch and sending a deadly glare at the bag Jensen just brought with him.
Before Jensen could warn him to shut his mouth, the well-known whine came through:
“Do you really have to go?”
If his voice wasn’t so pitiful, Jensen would have laughed, but like the wonderful best friend he was, he just passed his hand through Jared’s hair in a soothing motion and nodded. Hazel eyes met his own green ones before the younger man bit at his tantalizing lower lip and looked away. Jensen inwardly groaned. It’s not like he didn’t want to stay, especially considering how much he wanted to bend Jared on the nearest surface and have his wicked way with him, but in order to do that, he needed to make a clean break with Danneel.
Then…
Then Jensen can show Jared that, if it was up to him, he would never leave him, never. They would always stay together. Preferably naked and in a bed. Or no bed, Jensen wasn’t picky. Lost in his lusty thoughts, it took him a minute to realize Jared was talking.
“… and I just don’t like the fact that I can’t call you for a week. A week is long, it’s seven days, I mean did we ever spend seven days without talking, or texting? I don’t remember, I’m not sure and I don’t want to do it. I get that you need to clear things up with Danneel without any interruption. I just need to know you’re ok, you know? How can I know that if I can’t talk to you?”
Jensen snorted, interrupting the blabbering, and sat on the coffee table in front of the man he was so desperately in love with. As Jared sat up straight, Jensen caught his chin between his fingers and forced the younger man to look him in the eyes. With a firm voice, he ordered:
“Jay, stop worrying.”
A familiar pout was making an appearance, but for once, Jensen was having none of it.
“I’m gonna do this. I have to. It’s about time I take care of things with her, don’t you think? We need this, and I don’t mean Danneel and I.”
Jensen watched Jared’s cheeks go pink with interest. A fond smile played on his own lips and his eyes crinkled.
“It’s only a week. I’ll be back before you know it, and you won’t have time to miss me. Besides, what could possibly happen to have you all freaked out?”
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His chin still firmly held by Jensen, Jared could only purse his lips at that question. A lot could happen during a week, that’s what. Jensen could realize that he missed a pair of nice boobs and cave in to Danneel’s seduction attempt. He could realize that she could give him a future, kids of his own, and stay with her. He could…
“Hey!”
Jared blinked and had the good grace to look embarrassed, knowing his thoughts must have been written all over his face. He started to squirm out of the grasp, but Jensen’s green eyes pinned him in place.
“Jared, Danneel and I have been over for months now, you understand? And I wouldn’t have it any other way, I’m not in love with her.”
Jared could feel his cheeks redden at what was left unsaid, and his heart was beating so loud he was surprised Jensen hadn’t mentioned anything. Not having any eloquent words to express what he was feeling, he just let his hand wrap around the wrist of his best friend as the man made no move to release his chin. They looked at each other with love, adoration, devotion and maybe a little fear before Jensen cleared his throat. He let go of Jared and stood up, only to yank the other man to him and murmur:
“Now, be a doll and give me my departure hug, bitch.”
Jared gave him a watery laugh before punching his arm, and Jensen related by swatting him on the ass. Finally the younger man engulfed his best friend, the best part of himself, in a giant, tight hug, melting against him as Jensen’s hand slowly rubbed his back. Jared didn’t want to let go, ever.
“It’s only a week, baby boy.”
It was a good thing Jensen couldn’t see Jared’s face.
“I spoke out loud again, didn’t I?” the younger man murmured, mortified.
Jensen chuckled.
“I don’t mind.”
They stayed there a moment longer before they drew apart. Jared passed a trembling hand through his long hair and Jensen, back tensed, picked up his bag. They exchanged a wistful smile.
“Don’t lose your keys down there.”
Jensen snorted again.
“I won’t.”
As Jensen made his way through the front door and towards his car, Jared couldn’t stop watching him. Jensen’s cologne was filling his nostrils and he could still feel the remains of the older man’s touches. Something had just ended there, and when Jensen came back, something new would begin.
The end and the beginning...
