I'm getting carried away...
1. So, if you haven't joined imissyourmusk yet, you should. There is a baby comment fic meme over there now, which is all kinds of awesome and cute. I decided to take earth_dragon's prompt: with that said, i'd love to see a fic where jared finds out that *jensen* is the one thagt's really baby crazy. maybe jensen had just been keeping quiet about it, but jared comes to realize it's something jen really wants.
It started the moment Jensen held her. Jared watched it happen, saw the sudden spark in Jensen's eyes. Jared had been anticipating this for what felt like years, and Jensen had just seemed to be along for the ride, sometimes even reluctant. Until he held their baby in his hands.
"She's so tiny," Jensen had whispered. "Just...look at her. Brand new."
He'd run a soothing finger over her baby-soft cheek, and lifted her tiny hand in his, and that had been it. Jared hadn't had to lift a finger from then on. Jensen motored around changing diapers, filling bottles, feeding the baby, burping the baby, holding the baby. After all this time, Jensen was always one step ahead of him, catering to the baby before he could, and it was grating heavily on his nerves.
Jared was just about to walk into the nursery and say something completely ridiculous, like, "You're hogging the baby!" when he saw Jensen sitting in the rocking chair by the crib, cradling the baby, who'd curled up into a ball on his chest. He saw Jensen's mouth moving, and it took him a moment to realize that Jensen was actually singing, the words soothing and so low and soft that Jared couldn't even make out what they were. The sight stopped him dead in his tracks, his heart fluttering in his chest. Jensen looked up at him and smiled, beckoning him over.
"She likes your voice," Jared said quietly, standing beside the chair and looking down at the baby, sleeping peacefully in Jensen's arms. There was a bit of silence before Jensen spoke again.
"I know I wasn't so sure about this at first," Jensen said, his voice just above a whisper. "Thought it was too soon. But I didn't realize...Jared, I just didn't think..." He looked up to catch Jared's eye, and Jared saw emotions in Jensen's expression that he had yet to put a name to. "I love her, Jared. Just like she was my own, and I...I didn't know that it would be like this."
Jared knelt down next to Jensen, bringing their lips together. "I know. It's perfect," he said, and he meant it. They'd each have time to spend with their new daughter. Jensen just needed this now. He needed to feel it, to see what it was like and revel in it. And that was okay.
"Jared we're a family," Jensen said, and, as quietly as he had spoken, the baby suddenly stirred and began to cry. Jared's heart nearly burst when Jensen lifted her in his arms, held her out to him, and said, "She wants you."
2. Also! There is a vacation comment fic meme over at arabella_hope's LJ, and it's totally awesome! And I'm so getting carried away with these things.
hd_obsession: On a Safari in Africa:
Jensen tugs on Jared's shirt to get his attention as the vehicle stops, pointing quietly to the lions on the ground. Jared's immediately got his camera out, bending forward, zooming in and snapping pictures faster than Jensen can blink. There are only two of them here, a male and a female, though Jensen can see the rest of the pride a bit further in the distance. His heart is thudding a bit faster in his chest, and he's just gotten to wondering whether or not they really are safe enough where they're standing, when the male lion suddenly mounts the female lion. Both cats are baring their teeth and snarling at each other, but that doesn't stop the action. Jared freezes for a second, then puts his camera away and straightens up.
"Is this, like...doing anything for you?" Jared asks hesitantly, and Jensen turns to look at him, jaw open and eyes bulging.
"Are you asking me if it makes me hot, watching lions fuck??"
Jared just blushes and shrugs, pulling his camera back out when the lions are finished and taking more pictures.
****
Jared pulls out slowly, both of them a sticky, sweaty mess, and lays his head to rest against Jensen's chest, still panting hard.
"So, lions, huh?" Jensen asks, his hand tiredly smoothing Jared's hair back off of his forehead. Jared just nods, mumbling a tired, "Roar..." against Jensen's skin, then falls asleep to the sound of Jensen's laughter.
sucuri:Jensen tried to veto cold places, but Jared wanted to see the sled dogs in Alaska. Bonus points if they avoid Wasilla like there's a plague there:
"You're an asshole," Jensen repeats for the millionth time, stamping his feet and blowing into his gloved hands.
"Dude, would you drop it already?" Jared gestures to the various sleds led by teams of Alaskan huskies and malamutes, bouncing on his toes as they wait for the race to start. "You can't tell me this isn't awesome. Besides, the scenery is beautiful!"
"Yeah, okay," Jensen grunts, shivering some more. "Let's place some bets. If the team I bet on wins, we go somewhere tropical for our next vacation stop. If yours wins, we go somewhere else that'll make me wish I was dead."
"Deal!" Jared elbows him until he turns around and shakes Jared's hand, that damn blinding grin lighting up his face.
Jared can't stop laughing at the barrage of curses Jensen lets loose when the race ends and his team loses. He finally gets himself under control when Jensen whacks him in the arm and asks him what crappy state Jared's going to make him go to next.
"Who said anything about other states?" Jared asks, his face a mask of seriousness, shoulders shrugging nonchalantly. "There's so much to see right here in Alaska. I think we should head over to Wasilla..."
Jensen's throwing his hands up and walking away before Jared can even finish his sentence, muttering things Jared can't even hear, and Jared wills himself not to laugh when he shouts out to Jensen's hastily retreating form, "BUT YOU CAN SEE RUSSIA FROM THERE!!"
I sort of tried this one...but not really, lol.
stealth__grrl: Disneyland, Jared won't take off his Mickey Mouse ears. Even when they're NOT in the park.
unreckless: Even when they're in bed?
Jensen doesn't mind it, really. He thinks it's kind of cute. After a while, he even forgets that they're there. He doesn't find them the least bit distracting until he's lying back on the bed, Jared taking his dick in his mouth, and he reaches down to fist his hands in Jared's hair, fingers coming into contact with large round ears instead.
Jensen groans and tugs on the ears, and Jared pulls off with a pop and looks up at him. It's everything that would normally have Jensen fucking Jared into the bedsheets, seeing the glazed eyes, red and wet lips, mussed hair and tiny beads of sweat showing on Jared's forehead. But above that forehead is a black cap with Mickey ears on it, a pink thread of "Jared" scrawled out over the hat in childish loopy lettering.
And Jensen can't help it. He starts laughing. It's just a snort at first, something he tries to hold in, but can't. And when Jared's eyebrows furrow together in annoyance and confusion, it's a full-on cackle, so loud that that it hurts.
"Jensen, what the fuck?!" Jared fumes, and he almost has to shout for Jensen to be able to hear him over his own laughter, tears ready to spill from the corners of his eyes.
"I'm...oh...I'm sorry," Jensen gasps between bouts of laughter. "It's just...It's like I'm being blown by a Mouseketeer!"
Jared tilts his head for a second, not quite comprehending what Jensen's saying. But Jensen sees the moment that realization dawns, a slight widening of Jared's eyes and a sheepish smile beginning to spread over his face. Jensen only laughs harder when Jared finally starts to giggle, eventually quieting them both by draping himself over Jensen's body and kissing him deeply, finally removing the ears when Jensen moves to thread his fingers through Jared's hair.
"Is this better?" Jared whispers, kissing down Jensen's chest.
"Yeah," Jensen breathes, closing his eyes and lifting his hips when he feels Jared's lips gently pressing against the head of his dick. "Yeah, much better."
It started the moment Jensen held her. Jared watched it happen, saw the sudden spark in Jensen's eyes. Jared had been anticipating this for what felt like years, and Jensen had just seemed to be along for the ride, sometimes even reluctant. Until he held their baby in his hands.
"She's so tiny," Jensen had whispered. "Just...look at her. Brand new."
He'd run a soothing finger over her baby-soft cheek, and lifted her tiny hand in his, and that had been it. Jared hadn't had to lift a finger from then on. Jensen motored around changing diapers, filling bottles, feeding the baby, burping the baby, holding the baby. After all this time, Jensen was always one step ahead of him, catering to the baby before he could, and it was grating heavily on his nerves.
Jared was just about to walk into the nursery and say something completely ridiculous, like, "You're hogging the baby!" when he saw Jensen sitting in the rocking chair by the crib, cradling the baby, who'd curled up into a ball on his chest. He saw Jensen's mouth moving, and it took him a moment to realize that Jensen was actually singing, the words soothing and so low and soft that Jared couldn't even make out what they were. The sight stopped him dead in his tracks, his heart fluttering in his chest. Jensen looked up at him and smiled, beckoning him over.
"She likes your voice," Jared said quietly, standing beside the chair and looking down at the baby, sleeping peacefully in Jensen's arms. There was a bit of silence before Jensen spoke again.
"I know I wasn't so sure about this at first," Jensen said, his voice just above a whisper. "Thought it was too soon. But I didn't realize...Jared, I just didn't think..." He looked up to catch Jared's eye, and Jared saw emotions in Jensen's expression that he had yet to put a name to. "I love her, Jared. Just like she was my own, and I...I didn't know that it would be like this."
Jared knelt down next to Jensen, bringing their lips together. "I know. It's perfect," he said, and he meant it. They'd each have time to spend with their new daughter. Jensen just needed this now. He needed to feel it, to see what it was like and revel in it. And that was okay.
"Jared we're a family," Jensen said, and, as quietly as he had spoken, the baby suddenly stirred and began to cry. Jared's heart nearly burst when Jensen lifted her in his arms, held her out to him, and said, "She wants you."
2. Also! There is a vacation comment fic meme over at arabella_hope's LJ, and it's totally awesome! And I'm so getting carried away with these things.
hd_obsession: On a Safari in Africa:
Jensen tugs on Jared's shirt to get his attention as the vehicle stops, pointing quietly to the lions on the ground. Jared's immediately got his camera out, bending forward, zooming in and snapping pictures faster than Jensen can blink. There are only two of them here, a male and a female, though Jensen can see the rest of the pride a bit further in the distance. His heart is thudding a bit faster in his chest, and he's just gotten to wondering whether or not they really are safe enough where they're standing, when the male lion suddenly mounts the female lion. Both cats are baring their teeth and snarling at each other, but that doesn't stop the action. Jared freezes for a second, then puts his camera away and straightens up.
"Is this, like...doing anything for you?" Jared asks hesitantly, and Jensen turns to look at him, jaw open and eyes bulging.
"Are you asking me if it makes me hot, watching lions fuck??"
Jared just blushes and shrugs, pulling his camera back out when the lions are finished and taking more pictures.
****
Jared pulls out slowly, both of them a sticky, sweaty mess, and lays his head to rest against Jensen's chest, still panting hard.
"So, lions, huh?" Jensen asks, his hand tiredly smoothing Jared's hair back off of his forehead. Jared just nods, mumbling a tired, "Roar..." against Jensen's skin, then falls asleep to the sound of Jensen's laughter.
sucuri:Jensen tried to veto cold places, but Jared wanted to see the sled dogs in Alaska. Bonus points if they avoid Wasilla like there's a plague there:
"You're an asshole," Jensen repeats for the millionth time, stamping his feet and blowing into his gloved hands.
"Dude, would you drop it already?" Jared gestures to the various sleds led by teams of Alaskan huskies and malamutes, bouncing on his toes as they wait for the race to start. "You can't tell me this isn't awesome. Besides, the scenery is beautiful!"
"Yeah, okay," Jensen grunts, shivering some more. "Let's place some bets. If the team I bet on wins, we go somewhere tropical for our next vacation stop. If yours wins, we go somewhere else that'll make me wish I was dead."
"Deal!" Jared elbows him until he turns around and shakes Jared's hand, that damn blinding grin lighting up his face.
Jared can't stop laughing at the barrage of curses Jensen lets loose when the race ends and his team loses. He finally gets himself under control when Jensen whacks him in the arm and asks him what crappy state Jared's going to make him go to next.
"Who said anything about other states?" Jared asks, his face a mask of seriousness, shoulders shrugging nonchalantly. "There's so much to see right here in Alaska. I think we should head over to Wasilla..."
Jensen's throwing his hands up and walking away before Jared can even finish his sentence, muttering things Jared can't even hear, and Jared wills himself not to laugh when he shouts out to Jensen's hastily retreating form, "BUT YOU CAN SEE RUSSIA FROM THERE!!"
I sort of tried this one...but not really, lol.
stealth__grrl: Disneyland, Jared won't take off his Mickey Mouse ears. Even when they're NOT in the park.
unreckless: Even when they're in bed?
Jensen doesn't mind it, really. He thinks it's kind of cute. After a while, he even forgets that they're there. He doesn't find them the least bit distracting until he's lying back on the bed, Jared taking his dick in his mouth, and he reaches down to fist his hands in Jared's hair, fingers coming into contact with large round ears instead.
Jensen groans and tugs on the ears, and Jared pulls off with a pop and looks up at him. It's everything that would normally have Jensen fucking Jared into the bedsheets, seeing the glazed eyes, red and wet lips, mussed hair and tiny beads of sweat showing on Jared's forehead. But above that forehead is a black cap with Mickey ears on it, a pink thread of "Jared" scrawled out over the hat in childish loopy lettering.
And Jensen can't help it. He starts laughing. It's just a snort at first, something he tries to hold in, but can't. And when Jared's eyebrows furrow together in annoyance and confusion, it's a full-on cackle, so loud that that it hurts.
"Jensen, what the fuck?!" Jared fumes, and he almost has to shout for Jensen to be able to hear him over his own laughter, tears ready to spill from the corners of his eyes.
"I'm...oh...I'm sorry," Jensen gasps between bouts of laughter. "It's just...It's like I'm being blown by a Mouseketeer!"
Jared tilts his head for a second, not quite comprehending what Jensen's saying. But Jensen sees the moment that realization dawns, a slight widening of Jared's eyes and a sheepish smile beginning to spread over his face. Jensen only laughs harder when Jared finally starts to giggle, eventually quieting them both by draping himself over Jensen's body and kissing him deeply, finally removing the ears when Jensen moves to thread his fingers through Jared's hair.
"Is this better?" Jared whispers, kissing down Jensen's chest.
"Yeah," Jensen breathes, closing his eyes and lifting his hips when he feels Jared's lips gently pressing against the head of his dick. "Yeah, much better."