And - #054 (and)
Title: And
Fandom: Original Characters - Freshman Dorm
Characters: Jared/Chris
Prompt: # 054 And
Word Count: 585
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Written for slash_100. This story is a one shot Jared/Chris, set in the Green Room universe.
And. Such a small word, and yet…so powerful. Strong enough to join two things together, sometimes for just a while, but other times, for eternity. Peanut butter and jelly. Spaghetti and meatballs. Love and hate.
My whole life, I’ve been half of one ‘and’ or another. First there was Jared and Joe…Joe and Jared…destined to always go together merely because we’d been lucky (or unlucky, depending on the day) enough to be born as twins. That’s probably why we spent so much of our time growing up trying to be as different as we could be. Joe was the brainiac…his nose seldom out of a book. It came as no shock to anyone when he was named as our class valedictorian. Then there was me…the quintessential jock. Star of the basketball team, captain of the soccer team…there wasn’t a sport that I didn’t enjoy playing. Not that I was lacking in the brains department. While my grades may not have been on par with my brother’s, I was able to hold my own. I just opted to concentrate on my other interests, which is probably the only reason my brother and I were able to stay close all through school. Even now, as we’re getting ready to graduate from universities on opposite sides of the country, he’s still one of my best friends.
Later it was Jared and Elise, the high school power couple. You know what I’m talking about…that one, inseparable couple who seem like they were made for each other. Nobody knows when they actually started dating, because they’ve been together for as long as anyone can remember. Nobody ever bothered to issue separate invitations to events, because it was a given that where one went, the other would follow. That included college, and for the first three years, we were extremely content. And that one word probably sums up the reason our relationship fell apart. We’d wake up every morning and spend the early part of our days moving around each other in a comfortable silence. She’d eat her eggs and drink her O.J., reading the morning paper, while I washed my Lucky Charms down with my coffee, too engrossed in one cartoon or another to notice anything going on around me. A quick kiss after breakfast and we’d go our separate ways, most days not meeting up again until it was time to go to bed. By the end, we were more like roommates than anything else…we were able to live with each other, but it wasn’t a necessity.
And now? Now it’s Jared and Chris. I wish I could say that didn’t surprise me, but it did. Way more than it apparently surprised anyone else. I’m not sure why it shocked me so much when I finally admitted to myself that I was falling for him. The signs were all there, from the moment he spilled his coffee all over me. (He laughed at me the day he was looking in my closet for a sweatshirt and found that I still had the t-shirt from that first meeting…coffee stain and all.)
So, is this it? Is this relationship one of those eternal “ands”? Who knows? We’re taking this slow; one day at a time. But with each one of those days, I’ve learned something new about him. Each night I go to bed knowing that I’ve found at least one more reason to love him. This is a new path for me…and I can’t wait to see where it leads.
Fandom: Original Characters - Freshman Dorm
Characters: Jared/Chris
Prompt: # 054 And
Word Count: 585
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Written for slash_100. This story is a one shot Jared/Chris, set in the Green Room universe.
And. Such a small word, and yet…so powerful. Strong enough to join two things together, sometimes for just a while, but other times, for eternity. Peanut butter and jelly. Spaghetti and meatballs. Love and hate.
My whole life, I’ve been half of one ‘and’ or another. First there was Jared and Joe…Joe and Jared…destined to always go together merely because we’d been lucky (or unlucky, depending on the day) enough to be born as twins. That’s probably why we spent so much of our time growing up trying to be as different as we could be. Joe was the brainiac…his nose seldom out of a book. It came as no shock to anyone when he was named as our class valedictorian. Then there was me…the quintessential jock. Star of the basketball team, captain of the soccer team…there wasn’t a sport that I didn’t enjoy playing. Not that I was lacking in the brains department. While my grades may not have been on par with my brother’s, I was able to hold my own. I just opted to concentrate on my other interests, which is probably the only reason my brother and I were able to stay close all through school. Even now, as we’re getting ready to graduate from universities on opposite sides of the country, he’s still one of my best friends.
Later it was Jared and Elise, the high school power couple. You know what I’m talking about…that one, inseparable couple who seem like they were made for each other. Nobody knows when they actually started dating, because they’ve been together for as long as anyone can remember. Nobody ever bothered to issue separate invitations to events, because it was a given that where one went, the other would follow. That included college, and for the first three years, we were extremely content. And that one word probably sums up the reason our relationship fell apart. We’d wake up every morning and spend the early part of our days moving around each other in a comfortable silence. She’d eat her eggs and drink her O.J., reading the morning paper, while I washed my Lucky Charms down with my coffee, too engrossed in one cartoon or another to notice anything going on around me. A quick kiss after breakfast and we’d go our separate ways, most days not meeting up again until it was time to go to bed. By the end, we were more like roommates than anything else…we were able to live with each other, but it wasn’t a necessity.
And now? Now it’s Jared and Chris. I wish I could say that didn’t surprise me, but it did. Way more than it apparently surprised anyone else. I’m not sure why it shocked me so much when I finally admitted to myself that I was falling for him. The signs were all there, from the moment he spilled his coffee all over me. (He laughed at me the day he was looking in my closet for a sweatshirt and found that I still had the t-shirt from that first meeting…coffee stain and all.)
So, is this it? Is this relationship one of those eternal “ands”? Who knows? We’re taking this slow; one day at a time. But with each one of those days, I’ve learned something new about him. Each night I go to bed knowing that I’ve found at least one more reason to love him. This is a new path for me…and I can’t wait to see where it leads.