MAVS!
This is short and dumb, but I wrote it on my phone on the train this morning following a conversation dugindeep and I had yesterday. Like I said, short, dumb, and probably not what you're looking for, but if I think of anything better, I'll post that, too! XD
Title: MAVS!
Fandom: RPS
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki
Prompt: 060. Drink.
fanfic100 table: here
Word Count: 266
Rating: R
Warnings: Silly boys.
Summary: The Mavs win. Jensen's happy. Jared deals with it.
Jared smiles when his phone rings, rolling his eyes as he presses his thumb over the screen to answer it. He doesn't have to look to see who it is.
"Alright, let's hear it," he says, resignation in his voice.
"MAVS!"
Jared laughs and holds the phone away from his ear, wincing. "Is that it?"
"Of course not," Jensen says, and Jared can picture the arrogant smirk on Jensen's face. "Are you prepared to bow to my Mavs?"
Jared shakes his head, smiling. "I'm still sticking with my Spurs."
"Spurs," Jensen scoffs. "Those children. You're a child. With bad judgement."
Jared leans in the entryway to the kitchen, phone pressed to his ear. "How drunk are you right now?"
"I'm celebrating!" Jensen exclaims, which pretty much answers the question."We're celebrating when I get home."
The tone of Jensen's voice goes a little dark and dirty, and Jared pretends to be offended. "I'm not a piece of meat, Jensen. I'm a human being."
"No shit," Jensen says, sounding surprised. "And all this time I thought I had my very own Real Doll."
"Real Dolls ejaculate?" Jared asks, tilting his head even as he smirks. Jensen doesn't miss a beat.
"Mine does. But mine also claims to be a real boy. Like Pinocchio. Except his nose doesn't grow. Guess what does?"
Jared rolls his eyes. "His dick?"
"Exactly," Jensen says, and he sounds so proud that Jared has to laugh.
"Just come home. Maybe your Real Doll will do you a few favors."
"MAVS," Jensen says, and hangs up. Jared figures he can expect him within the hour.
Title: MAVS!
Fandom: RPS
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki
Prompt: 060. Drink.
fanfic100 table: here
Word Count: 266
Rating: R
Warnings: Silly boys.
Summary: The Mavs win. Jensen's happy. Jared deals with it.
Jared smiles when his phone rings, rolling his eyes as he presses his thumb over the screen to answer it. He doesn't have to look to see who it is.
"Alright, let's hear it," he says, resignation in his voice.
"MAVS!"
Jared laughs and holds the phone away from his ear, wincing. "Is that it?"
"Of course not," Jensen says, and Jared can picture the arrogant smirk on Jensen's face. "Are you prepared to bow to my Mavs?"
Jared shakes his head, smiling. "I'm still sticking with my Spurs."
"Spurs," Jensen scoffs. "Those children. You're a child. With bad judgement."
Jared leans in the entryway to the kitchen, phone pressed to his ear. "How drunk are you right now?"
"I'm celebrating!" Jensen exclaims, which pretty much answers the question."We're celebrating when I get home."
The tone of Jensen's voice goes a little dark and dirty, and Jared pretends to be offended. "I'm not a piece of meat, Jensen. I'm a human being."
"No shit," Jensen says, sounding surprised. "And all this time I thought I had my very own Real Doll."
"Real Dolls ejaculate?" Jared asks, tilting his head even as he smirks. Jensen doesn't miss a beat.
"Mine does. But mine also claims to be a real boy. Like Pinocchio. Except his nose doesn't grow. Guess what does?"
Jared rolls his eyes. "His dick?"
"Exactly," Jensen says, and he sounds so proud that Jared has to laugh.
"Just come home. Maybe your Real Doll will do you a few favors."
"MAVS," Jensen says, and hangs up. Jared figures he can expect him within the hour.