In the coils of a snake_14
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“Marry me,”
Jared froze. He hesitated, debating whether the man was serious or mocking him as he tied off his robe and slowly turned to face the gangster, “Pardon me?”
Jensen, who was nursing a tumbler of whiskey, didn’t bother to face him; still studying the rain-washed street outside as he spoke. “I said,” - and now the man flicked a brief glance at him- “Will you marry me?”
“You’re kidding!” Jared retorted, unable to trust his ears.
“I’m not, actually.” The alpha finally deigned to face him, green eyes sparkling as he regarded Jared contemplatively, “I really do want to marry you... provided you consent.”
“You were not concerned about consent the first time we met,” Jared responded, desperately seeking time to formulate an answer.
“If it’s any consolation, I didn’t enjoy our first time either. ... And I’m not in the habit of forcing people into my bed without their consent. In fact, I never do that.”
“You’re saying I was the exception?” Jared arched a brow.
“You’ve been the exception to a lot of things, Sweetheart. ... I don’t make it a habit to fraternize with cops either.”
“Has this got anything to do with today’s newspaper headlines?”
“Uhm.... not exactly? ... I’ve been meaning to ask you for awhile now,”
“Yeah?”
“It’s true.” Jensen answered, “It’s just... you protected me, Piggy. And you didn’t have to do that-”
“I suppose you’re going to say I seduced you...?”
“No, actually you didn’t. Not until my birthday.” Jensen replied easily. “In fact, you’re pretty much the only one I’ve had to work so hard to impress, you know? Made for a refreshing change...”
Jared narrowed his eyes, “Is this about that? The fact that I put on a skirt and shimmied?”
“Not exactly?” Jensen hesitated. “I have been thinking about this for quite a while, actually. That just cemented my decision... I mean, c’mon, you have to know how gorgeous you looked- look- in skirts. And you’re not just a pretty face, Sweetheart- you can handle guns with the best of them. So a guy who can do all that and still look as glamorous as a model off the runway? Colour me impressed. ”
“R-i-g-h-t...” Jared cleared his throat self-consciously. “Are you going to promise to turn over a new leaf as well while you’re at it? Because I don’t think I can say that I’ve truly been... what was the word you used? ... Impressed. Yeah, that.”
Jensen threw back his head as he laughed, “That’s what I love about you, you know? You know where you stand and what you want.”
Jared sobered at the reminder. Jensen, noticing his pinched expression stopped laughing as well, “What is it?”
“I’m a cop, Jensen.”
“I know,”
“And you’re a gangster...”
“I’m a businessman!” The alpha protested jovially.
“Okay, Businessman in cahoots with the mafia?”
“Guilty,” The man smiled.
“Exactly,” Jared waved his hands in a ‘you see’ gesture.
“I don’t see what my links to the... the ‘underworld’,” The man made dorky finger quotes around the word, “- has anything to do with our relationship...”
“I’m not giving up my job!”
Jensen furrowed his brows, “I never asked you to, Sweetheart.”
Jared rolled his eyes, “You really don’t see the contradiction here, do you?”
“We’ll make it work... we have been making it work, Jared. I don’t see where the problem is.”
Jared sighed, “What about the fact that I’m an alpha?”
“What about it?” Jensen spread his hands wide, the light reflecting of the cut-glass of his tumbler.
“I can’t give you a legacy...”
“Legacy? Dude, you can say ‘child’. Don’t be so pretentious.”
“Fine, a child then... I can’t give you sons.”
“Daughters?” The man asked mischievously, grinning unrepentantly at his own joke.
“Idiot!” Jared rolled his eyes fondly.
“Look, I’m not asking you to, okay? ... I know you’re an alpha. I like that you’re an alpha. I don’t expect you to bear me children, alright. My-my work, that’ll be my legacy.”
“And who inherits this empire after you?”
“Who cares? They can fight it out for all I care...”
Jared looked away for a moment before meeting the familiar green eyes again, “If you ever-ever- bring another person to our bed, I’m going to chop off your balls, Capisce?”
Jensen just grinned, not even remotely intimidated, “Is that a yes?”
“I’ll have to talk to JD about it,”
“But it’s a yes?”
“I’m not ready to marry someone just for that person to be killed in a police encounter, okay?”
“Wow, you’ve not said ‘yes’ yet and you’re already planning our lives...”
“Shut up, I’m serious; I’m going to have to speak to JD about this. I’m not jeopardizing my career for you.”
“Is that an ‘I love you’?” Jensen mocked, hand dramatically pressed to his chest and eyes wide like an anime character, “Jared, did you just confess to loving me?!”
“I hate you,” Jared pouted.
Jensen grinned, opening his arms wide as he beckoned Jared closer, “Aw, I love you too, Sweetheart.”
“I hate you. So much,” Jared reiterated, stepping forward into the embrace.
They stood like that for long minutes. Then, “You never answered... was that a yes?”
Jared swatted at his arm with a chuckle, “Oh My God, you’re incorrigible!”
“Jared, I want you to marry me. Can I please have a yes?”
“Yes,”
The End.
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“Marry me,”
Jared froze. He hesitated, debating whether the man was serious or mocking him as he tied off his robe and slowly turned to face the gangster, “Pardon me?”
Jensen, who was nursing a tumbler of whiskey, didn’t bother to face him; still studying the rain-washed street outside as he spoke. “I said,” - and now the man flicked a brief glance at him- “Will you marry me?”
“You’re kidding!” Jared retorted, unable to trust his ears.
“I’m not, actually.” The alpha finally deigned to face him, green eyes sparkling as he regarded Jared contemplatively, “I really do want to marry you... provided you consent.”
“You were not concerned about consent the first time we met,” Jared responded, desperately seeking time to formulate an answer.
“If it’s any consolation, I didn’t enjoy our first time either. ... And I’m not in the habit of forcing people into my bed without their consent. In fact, I never do that.”
“You’re saying I was the exception?” Jared arched a brow.
“You’ve been the exception to a lot of things, Sweetheart. ... I don’t make it a habit to fraternize with cops either.”
“Has this got anything to do with today’s newspaper headlines?”
“Uhm.... not exactly? ... I’ve been meaning to ask you for awhile now,”
“Yeah?”
“It’s true.” Jensen answered, “It’s just... you protected me, Piggy. And you didn’t have to do that-”
“I suppose you’re going to say I seduced you...?”
“No, actually you didn’t. Not until my birthday.” Jensen replied easily. “In fact, you’re pretty much the only one I’ve had to work so hard to impress, you know? Made for a refreshing change...”
Jared narrowed his eyes, “Is this about that? The fact that I put on a skirt and shimmied?”
“Not exactly?” Jensen hesitated. “I have been thinking about this for quite a while, actually. That just cemented my decision... I mean, c’mon, you have to know how gorgeous you looked- look- in skirts. And you’re not just a pretty face, Sweetheart- you can handle guns with the best of them. So a guy who can do all that and still look as glamorous as a model off the runway? Colour me impressed. ”
“R-i-g-h-t...” Jared cleared his throat self-consciously. “Are you going to promise to turn over a new leaf as well while you’re at it? Because I don’t think I can say that I’ve truly been... what was the word you used? ... Impressed. Yeah, that.”
Jensen threw back his head as he laughed, “That’s what I love about you, you know? You know where you stand and what you want.”
Jared sobered at the reminder. Jensen, noticing his pinched expression stopped laughing as well, “What is it?”
“I’m a cop, Jensen.”
“I know,”
“And you’re a gangster...”
“I’m a businessman!” The alpha protested jovially.
“Okay, Businessman in cahoots with the mafia?”
“Guilty,” The man smiled.
“Exactly,” Jared waved his hands in a ‘you see’ gesture.
“I don’t see what my links to the... the ‘underworld’,” The man made dorky finger quotes around the word, “- has anything to do with our relationship...”
“I’m not giving up my job!”
Jensen furrowed his brows, “I never asked you to, Sweetheart.”
Jared rolled his eyes, “You really don’t see the contradiction here, do you?”
“We’ll make it work... we have been making it work, Jared. I don’t see where the problem is.”
Jared sighed, “What about the fact that I’m an alpha?”
“What about it?” Jensen spread his hands wide, the light reflecting of the cut-glass of his tumbler.
“I can’t give you a legacy...”
“Legacy? Dude, you can say ‘child’. Don’t be so pretentious.”
“Fine, a child then... I can’t give you sons.”
“Daughters?” The man asked mischievously, grinning unrepentantly at his own joke.
“Idiot!” Jared rolled his eyes fondly.
“Look, I’m not asking you to, okay? ... I know you’re an alpha. I like that you’re an alpha. I don’t expect you to bear me children, alright. My-my work, that’ll be my legacy.”
“And who inherits this empire after you?”
“Who cares? They can fight it out for all I care...”
Jared looked away for a moment before meeting the familiar green eyes again, “If you ever-ever- bring another person to our bed, I’m going to chop off your balls, Capisce?”
Jensen just grinned, not even remotely intimidated, “Is that a yes?”
“I’ll have to talk to JD about it,”
“But it’s a yes?”
“I’m not ready to marry someone just for that person to be killed in a police encounter, okay?”
“Wow, you’ve not said ‘yes’ yet and you’re already planning our lives...”
“Shut up, I’m serious; I’m going to have to speak to JD about this. I’m not jeopardizing my career for you.”
“Is that an ‘I love you’?” Jensen mocked, hand dramatically pressed to his chest and eyes wide like an anime character, “Jared, did you just confess to loving me?!”
“I hate you,” Jared pouted.
Jensen grinned, opening his arms wide as he beckoned Jared closer, “Aw, I love you too, Sweetheart.”
“I hate you. So much,” Jared reiterated, stepping forward into the embrace.
They stood like that for long minutes. Then, “You never answered... was that a yes?”
Jared swatted at his arm with a chuckle, “Oh My God, you’re incorrigible!”
“Jared, I want you to marry me. Can I please have a yes?”
“Yes,”
The End.