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22 January 2014 @ 12:00 pm
Hands of Fate: Chapter Six  
Title: Caught in the Hands of Fate
Author: fadedsparks
Beta: lunadragonx
Art: trueshellz
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rated: R, with NC-17 in later chapters
Genre: AU, Angst, Romance
Disclaimer: This isn't meant to offend anyone and I am making no profit from it.
Warnings: Violence and Homophobia. Also, Jensen and Jared are the same age in this story.
Summary: Jensen has had his share of ups and downs, but he pushes forward and tries not to take life for granted. Starting college in California seems like the right choice for him, and everything is going better than he imagined it would. However, fate can be a tricky thing sometimes.



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Chapter Six:
Being Consumed By You
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January 3rd, 2000

Jensen shifts over onto his stomach as he lies on his bed, his walkman turned up high as he listens to AC/DC. The last few weeks haven’t been the easiest on him but he is doing his best to put up a front. Jared had gone back home for Christmas and New Years to spend time with his family, as did most of their friends, but Jensen had decided to stay in California. He knows Mackenzie wanted him to come home for the holidays but he wasn’t ready to face the rest of his family so he elected to stay put. This hadn’t pleased his sister, but she understood and made him promise to visit as soon as he possibly could.

It was tough not having Jared around for two weeks; they had grown quite a bit closer since they started dating, but he dealt with it the best that he could. He had wanted to go to Texas and spend the holidays with Jared and his family but Jared practically freaked over just the idea of it. Jensen had said he could tag along as a friend and Jared’s family wouldn’t have to know the true aspect of their relationship but Jared was too paranoid, saying his mother would know the instant she laid eyes on them.

Needless to say, Jensen decided not to put up too much of an argument over it, knowing it would get him nowhere anyway, and just waved Jared off when the time came. He hadn’t particularly wanted to be alone during Christmas but it was either that or go back home and that was the last thing he wanted to do. He just hopes Jared warms up to the idea of them by the time next Christmas rolls around; he would like to eventually meet his boyfriend’s family, after all.

They had spoken almost every night while Jared was away but it just wasn’t the same and Jensen couldn’t help feeling so very alone. He missed waking up to Jared’s bouncy, hyper self and awaiting dimpled grin. Kind of hard to believe since Jensen isn’t much of a morning person and Jared can sometimes manage to make him grumpier than normal, but Jensen realized how much he missed it once Jared was no longer around.

He's on his way home though, Jensen reminds himself with a smile. God, I've missed him so much.

Jared is supposed to be arriving sometime this afternoon, Chris was going to pick him up from the airport since Jensen still doesn't know how to drive. He was in a bad accident when he was just a boy and has had this irrational fear of driving ever since. Jared says he is going to teach him though, no matter how much he fights him on it. Jensen can't help but smile at the thought; it is just so Jared to try to help people, even if just in the smallest of ways. That is one of the things he loves about his boyfriend and he would never want to change him.

Jensen is pulled out of his thoughts when his cell starts vibrating against the bed. A smile instantly lights up his face when he looks at the caller ID. He takes off his headphones and answers the call.

“'Bout time I hear from you, I was about to send out a search party,” Jensen jokes pleasantly, awaiting the sound of that familiar voice in return.

“Glad it didn’t come to that, don’t need everyone knowing how paranoid you can get,” Jared responds teasingly.

“Man, it’s good to hear your voice.” Jensen practically whispers into the phone, holding onto it as if he were holding onto Jared instead.

“You talked to me yesterday,” Jared laughs heartily, smile clear in his voice. Jensen can picture his boyfriend shaking his head in amusement.

“I know, but… I guess it’s just better knowing you’re on your way home, is all,” Jensen smiles into the receiver. “I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon. When are you gonna be here? Has Chris shown up yet?”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m calling,” Jared sighs and Jensen automatically knows he is going to be left disappointed. “My parents begged me to stay another night, have a going away dinner with them, and I couldn’t possibly say no.”

“Oh, I see,” Jensen sighs, though he is trying to not to let on to how upset he is. Jared doesn’t need that, he reminds himself repeatedly.

“Look, I’m sorry Jen, I know how much you were looking forward to me getting back today. I promise to make it up to you, though. Besides, I’ll be coming home tomorrow for sure, that’s not that far away.” Jared tries to placate him, though it doesn’t really work.

“Yeah, I know, you’re right. I didn’t mean to bring you down. I know it’s been a while since you’ve been back home. Have fun with your family and I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jensen says in the calmest voice he can muster. “Don’t think you won’t be making it up to me though. You better have something good planned.”

“Don’t worry, I have something in mind that you’ll love,” Jared responds mischievously. “Thanks for understanding, Jen.”

“I miss you.” Jensen just can’t stop himself from saying it. Ever since they got together they have practically been joined at the hip. Now, being away from him for so long just seems foreign and wrong.

“Same here,” Jared responds instead of reciprocating and Jensen figures he doesn’t want his parents overhearing him so he lets it go. “Look, I have to go for now, but I’ll call you again as soon as I get back from dinner with my parents.”

“Alright, you have a good time and I’ll talk to you tonight.”

“Bye,” Jared says sounding distracted and Jensen can hear muffled voices in the background.

“Bye Jay.”

Jensen ends the call and drops his cell down on the bed beside him with a heavy sigh. He can’t deny that he is disappointed that Jared will be staying in Texas for another day, which just makes him feel guilty and selfish. He knows how much his family means to his boyfriend, and he doesn’t get to see them nearly as much as he would like.

But Jensen was really looking forward to seeing his boyfriend after such a long time of being apart. He hasn’t had much to look forward to these past two weeks, but today that was different. Now his hopes have been dashed and his good day has turned sour. He can’t help feeling a little depressed about it all.

Sure, it is just one more day, but his mind is stubbornly stuck on the fact that Jared should be back with him today. He feels terrible for these selfish thoughts though, because he knows if he were on good terms with his family he would want to spend time with them as well.

Hating the way he is feeling and not wanting to give into his depression, he lays down on his side and turns his walkman down to a bearable volume. He closes his eyes and lets AC/DC lull him into a restless sleep.

:0Ж0:


Jensen forces his eyes open with a groan and, disoriented, tries to figure out what woke him up with a start. Eyebrows creased in confusion, he glances around with sleepy eyes but is still very much clueless. He lets out another groan when there is a knock on the door, knowing instantly that was the source of his abrupt escape from his dream, and pushes himself up from his comfortable position on his bed.

He stumbles slightly as he makes his way over to the door, his body feeling sluggish. He unlocks and opens it to reveal Chris’ and Steve’s smiling faces. Well, Chris has more of a smirk on his face than a smile, but Jensen is used to that.

He mumbles something close to “go away” and doesn’t even close the door as he makes his way back to his bed, throwing himself down and curling up into a comfortable position once more. Chris chuckles as they enter the room and close the door behind them. Steve tries coaxing him to get out of bed but Jensen just protests grumpily and refuses to comply. Chris pats him on the butt and says they are going to make him get up whether he likes it or not and Jensen knows he means it.

A grunt escapes his parted lips as he pushes himself up into a sitting position and fixes the best glare he can manage on his friends. Chris rolls his eyes, showing the glare has no effect on him, and simply pulls Jensen’s closet door open. Jensen watches him for a moment with a raised brow and then turns to Steve, who is sitting casually on Jared’s bed.

“What are you guys doing here?” he asks the burning question, finally.

“Heard Jared wasn’t coming home as he’d planned so we decided to come get your ass out of here for a little while. You can’t stay in your room like this, people will start thinking you’re a hermit,” Chris answers him, though he was looking at Steve when he asked the question.

“It can’t be healthy Jen,” Steve adds. “How long have you holed yourself up in here? The whole two weeks of vacation?”

“It’s not gonna kill me,” Jensen grumbles, refusing to look at Steve. “Besides, it’s not like I do this all the time.”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re coming over to our house for a while,” Chris says firmly as he drops a change of clothes onto Jensen’s lap. “It won’t hurt you to hole yourself up in our house for a while, at least there you’ll have company.”

Knowing better than to start an argument, Jensen snatches up the clothes and reluctantly heads into the bathroom, glowering when he hears the sounds of triumph from his friends. He shuts the door behind him and takes a look at the clothes Chris picked out for him.

Why do I always allow him to dress me? Jensen silently questions with a shake of his head.

He quickly changes into the fresh pair of clothes, enjoying the smell of Tide laundry soap, and runs a brush through his short hair. He doesn’t bother with putting any contacts in, Jared’s not here anyway, and cleans the lens of his glasses so he can see a little clearer. Putting on some deodorant and not even bothering with any cologne, he exits the bathroom and gives his friends a frown. It is all for show though, because he starting to warm up to the idea of spending some time with his friends. He has been alone for far too long and it will be good to have some company for once.

Chris gives him a nod of approval while Steve simply smiles kindly. Without so much as a word, they walk over to the door and motion for Jensen to follow them. He does so silently and locks the door behind them. Sticking his key in his pocket, they walk down the deserted hallway and chat quietly between them. Chris is talking about a new gig they landed, saying they have a week to practice and that Jensen should come check it out.

Jensen hasn’t had the pleasure of seeing them perform yet and has been eager to get the chance. He has heard many good things about them from his friends, Jared is always talking highly of their talent, and all the hype has intrigued him. Now that he will have the opportunity to see them for himself he is excited, anxious.

“Yeah, that’d be awesome. I’ve heard good things about you guys, kinda been wantin’ to check it out for myself,” Jensen admits honestly. “Where’s it gonna be?”

“This little place called the Roadside Bar,” Chris answers.

“Uh, I’m not exactly twenty-one yet, I won’t be able to get in,” Jensen replies glumly, feeling the excitement draining out of him.

“Don’t even worry about that, I’m close friends with the owner, I’ll be able to get you guys in,” Chris responds in a dismissive manner.

Before Jensen can say anything in response to that his cell phone vibrates against his leg and he pulls it out of his pocket. Glancing at the screen, a frown forms when he doesn’t recognize the number.

“Hello?” Jensen asks confusion clear in his voice.

His confusion deepens when the person on the other end remains silent, only their breathing giving them away. “Hey Jen,” he hears a moment later.

Jensen stops dead in his tracks when he hears the familiar voice of his brother; he swears he can literally feel his blood freeze in his veins. “Josh?” His voice comes out almost inaudible, a slight hint of a shake to it. Chris and Steve are watching him with curious eyes but he just motions for them to continue on without him, wanting this conversation to be private. They take the hint and quickly walk away, saying they will meet him at the car.

“Hey there lil bro, bet you weren’t expecting to hear from me,” Josh replies with a nervous laugh, Jensen can imagine him running a hand through his hair like he has always done when he feels awkward.

“I, uh… it’s good t-to hear from you,” Jensen stumbles over his words. “I had pretty much given up any hope of you ever talking to me again.”

There is a sigh on the other end before his brother speaks again, “I’m really sorry for giving you that impression Jensen, I’ve been a jerk these past few months. You probably think I hate you.”

“It had crossed my mind, no denying that,” Jensen whispers, a rush of breath escaping his mouth. “I don’t blame you, though, I know I shocked y’all with my confession. Some part of me knew, with the way we were raised, that you guys wouldn’t accept me. Still… it hurt, ya know. When I talk to mom I can hear the disappointment in her voice and dad won’t even speak to me.”

“Sure, it was hard to come to terms with at first, but you’re still my brother and I love ya as much as I always have,” Josh responds, sadness in his voice. “Mom and dad are in the wrong, they have no excuse for pushing you out of their lives. They’ll regret it one day, Jen, trust me on that. They’ll come around eventually; just gotta give them time to process everything and overcome their issues our religion has instilled in them.”

“You really don’t hate me?” Jensen asks tearfully, his mind only wrapping around that part of what Josh has said.

“Of course not, man, you’re my brother, I could never hate you,” Josh responds like it is the craziest thing he has ever heard. “Like I said, it took me some time to adjust to it, and I’m sorry it took me so long, but I will always love ya… it doesn’t matter to me who you choose to love, you’re still the same person inside.”

“Thanks so much for that Josh, you have no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that,” Jensen says, suppressing a sob of relief and joy. “I had truly thought I’d lost all of my family, well, besides Mack. You guys seemed so disgusted, no one would even talk to me. Things were really bad for the last week I was at home. I didn’t think anyone wanted to see me again.”

“I’m so sorry for hurting you Jensen, I didn’t realize at the time what my actions were doing to you,” Jensen can hear the shame in his brother’s voice and all he wants to do is comfort him, tell him everything is forgiven. “I just needed time to process everything, you never lost me.”

“I’m glad to hear that, ‘cause while I refuse to feel ashamed for who I am, I didn’t want to lose my family, either. It means a lot to know you‘re still in my life.”

“I realize how tough it must’ve been to come out to the family, especially knowing how religious mom and dad are. I hope you can forgive me for being so inconsiderate, Jen.”

“Already been done, like I said, I’m just glad you’re still in my life, man.” Jensen reassures his brother, smiling the entire time.

“Oh, and before I forget, Mackenzie and I were thinking about coming out there for a visit in three days. Do you think that will be okay or are you too busy?”

“I have class, but that won’t be a problem. I’d love for you guys to come out, you should know that already,” Jensen replies, excited about the idea of seeing his brother and sister after so many months.

“Alright, then plan on seeing us in three days. When we arrive I’ll give you a call, or send you a text, to let you know,” Josh says with a hint of a smile in his voice. “I’ll let you go for now, but I’ll talk to you again soon.”

“Okay, I’ll talk to you later. It was great hearing from you, Josh, it really made my day better.”

“Same here, man. Oh, and I’m really proud of you Jen, not just for getting into college but for having the courage to be yourself. Don’t lose that, ya hear me!”

“Yeah, I hear ya,” Jensen responds happily, a smile stretched from ear to ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

Jensen ends the call feeling as though he is in a daze, everything is just so surreal right now. He never expected Josh to call him, and he never thought he would hear his brother say those things. He had thought his brother was lost to him, but now he knows that is not the case. His brother is actually proud of him for having the strength to be who he is and not care what anyone else thinks. Josh isn’t disgusted or ashamed of him and that just takes a huge weight off his shoulders.

What was turning out to be a horrible day for Jensen has just become a little lighter and he feels like he can breathe a little easier. He has his brother back in his life and already he feels as though everything might be okay. Sure, his parents don’t want anything to do with him, but that is really their loss, isn’t it? They are the ones who disowned him, he shouldn’t be the one to feel bad about that. They made their choice and they will have to live with that decision. Maybe one day he will be able to forgive them, if they come to want it, but as of right now he just doesn’t see how he could.

Having Josh and Mackenzie is a step in the right direction though, and he is going to be thankful for what he has been given. He has his brother, sister, Jared, and the friends he has come to make while here in LA and that is really all he needs.

:0Ж0:


Finally, they pull up into the driveway of Chris and Steve’s two bedroom bungalow and step out of the vehicle. He follows them up to the front door and waits patiently while Chris unlocks it. Once they are inside the cozy house, Jensen makes a beeline for the couch and plops down onto it. He has only been here a select few times but he has fallen in love with their couch. Makes him feel a little foolish, but it is just so comfortable.

Chris and Steve had immediately questioned him about his phone call when he met them at the car, and he had told them a little about what was going on, but thankfully they didn’t ask for the whole story. He told them just enough to placate them and then they dropped the subject. Maybe they realized it was a touchy subject; Jensen isn’t too sure, but he is just thankful that they didn’t push him for details.

Chris heads off to his bedroom right away but Jensen pays him little attention. Steve joins him in the living room after making a quick trip into the kitchen. Jensen raises an eyebrow when he sees that he has brought no drink or food with him, idly wondering what the point in going into the kitchen was. Steve stares at him for a moment before asking him to follow him into the kitchen. Jensen watches him for a moment, wondering what the hell is going on, and then reluctantly stands up.

“Why are we going into the kitchen?” he asks as he follows along behind.

“We’re not going into the kitchen, I’m taking you to the backyard. I have something to show you.” Steve responds cryptically, seemingly refusing to elaborate any further.

“Uh, okay, then,” Jensen says slowly, raising an eyebrow incredulously. “It’s a mystery, then, not gonna explain this to me?”

“Nope, you have to see it for yourself.” Steve looks over his shoulder and gives Jensen a smile as he slides the back door open. “Go on, then.”

Jensen gives his friend a weird look and then walks around him. Once he steps outside he freezes and takes in the sight before him. His brows crease in confusion when he takes in the lawn table sitting in the middle of the concrete back porch, table cloth thrown over it with a candle in the middle. The table is set for two; plates full of beef roast, garlic mashed potatoes and French green beans.

What the hell? His mind draws a blank in confusion. What is Steve trying to tell me?

He jumps, startled, when behind him he hears, “Do you like it?”

Jensen's eyes light up from the sound of that voice and he whirls around, taking in the sight of the man in front of him. Jared is leaning against the door jamb with a soft smile on his face, arms crossed over his chest. Jensen just stands there in shock for a moment and then he is rushing forward, wrapping Jared up in his arms. Jared releases a soft laugh as he wraps his arms around Jensen, pulling him closer to his body.

“I thought you weren’t coming home today,” Jensen whispers against Jared’s shoulder where part of his face is hidden.

“Yeah, I told you a little white lie, sorry. I wanted to surprise you,” Jared replies softly, resting his cheek on top of Jensen’s head. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” Jensen replies as he lifts his head, smiling softly at his boyfriend.

“I’m no chef or anything but I made dinner for you. I hope it isn’t too terrible,” Jared says with that dimpled grin of his. “I wanted to do something special for you, have been planning it ever since I left for Texas.”

“No one’s ever done anything like this for me before, I’m a little overwhelmed,” Jensen admits with a soft laugh, beaming up a Jared. “Thank you Jay, this is amazing.”

“You’re welcome Jen, I’m just glad I’ve been able to make you happy,” Jared whispers, lips so close to Jensen’s that they brush as he talks. “Though, if the dinner sucks, don’t hold it against me. I don’t cook very often, never really had the need to. I did practice when I was at home though, so it might not be too horrible.”

“Jared,” Jensen breathes out softly.

“Yeah.”

“Shut up now and kiss me.”

Jared complies happily, leaning down and capturing Jensen’s lips in a tender kiss. Jensen wraps his arms around Jared’s neck, the fingers of his right hand sliding into the hair at the back of Jared’s head, tilting it for a better angle. Jared rests one hand on Jensen’s hip as the other presses against the small of his back.

The moment Jensen feels Jared’s tongue sliding across his bottom lip he opens his mouth and welcomes him inside. Jared sighs gratefully as his tongue slides into the warm, wet cavern and begins to explore every familiar crevice. Jensen almost moans when the taste of cinnamon explodes on his taste buds. Jared is always popping Cinnamon Certs into his mouth and Jensen has become addicted to it.

Jared is the one to pull away moments later, albeit reluctantly, and smiles at Jensen while his heavy breathing slowly returns to normal. Jensen allows himself to be led to the table and sits down across from his boyfriend. He examines the contents on the table once more, taking note of the wine, and smiles to himself.

“Where’d you get the wine?” he asks curiously, staring across the table at his boyfriend in wonder.

“Begged Jeff to buy it for me. Took me a while but he eventually broke down,” Jared replies with laughing eyes. “I wasn’t sure if you liked wine, but I was hoping you did. No other drink seemed appropriate for this, ya know.”

“I’ve had wine once, at my brother’s wedding,” Jensen says with a nod of his head.

Conversation dies down for the moment as they both take their first taste of the dinner Jared has prepared. Jensen practically moans in delight when the roast meets his tongue and he looks up at Jared with approval on his face. Jared practically beams in return and Jensen takes the opportunity to try the rest of the contents on his plate, closing his eyes out of pure joy.

“This is great, Jay, you underestimate yourself,” Jensen says as soon as he is finished chewing.

“It’s my mom’s recipe. I figured you’d enjoy it… that is, if I cooked it right, of course,” Jared smiles bashfully at the compliment. “I’m sure it’s not as good as hers but I’m glad you like it nonetheless.”

“Trust me, this is delicious,” Jensen assures him before continuing to eat.

“Thanks,” Jared practically whispers, keeping his eyes on Jensen the entire time, a soft look within them.

An easy silence envelopes them as they eat, enjoying one another’s company, just glad to be together again. Jensen is surprised by how much he missed the other man; he has never felt this close with another person before. Jared was only away for two weeks but it had felt like much longer. Jensen isn’t quite sure how to feel about that but he’s not exactly upset about it. He could very well be in love with Jared and, even though he doesn’t think he should mention this to him because it might scare him away, he is going to embrace it.

:0Ж0:


Jared takes their empty plates into the kitchen and then leads Jensen over to the swing at the far end of the backyard. They sit down beside one another, Jared wrapping an arm around him while Jensen cuddles into his side. It is nearly pitch black where the swing is located, the porch light too far away to reach it, and they both relish the peaceful air between them.

Jensen stares down at their hands as Jared entwines their fingers, lightly caressing the skin of his index finger, and smiles softly. These are the moments he loves the most; being alone with Jared and not caring about anything else. The intimacy of the moment is palpable and Jensen can’t help feeling butterflies in the pit of his stomach. It is a moment that just feels special and he doesn’t want it to end. They don’t get many opportunities to be like this so he treasures them whenever they occur.

Jensen leans his head against Jared’s chest and lets out a soft sigh of contentment, closing his eyes with a small smile on his face. For the next few minutes they just sit like this, in silence, as he listens to Jared’s heartbeat. It is a sound that he finds calms him and puts him at ease.

“Josh called me today.” Jensen breaks the stillness suddenly, voice sounding loud in the silence around them.

Jared’s arms tighten around his waist as he stares down at him in concern. “What did he want? He didn’t call just to hurt you some more, did he?”

“Surprisingly, no, he didn’t. He actually told me that he’s sorry for how he reacted, for not talking to me in months.” Jensen murmurs.

“Better late than never, I suppose,” Jared mutters, still not sounding too happy with Jensen’s brother.

“He told me that he’s proud of me, for having the courage to be myself. Can you believe it? I never expected him to say that to me. Then again, I never expected him to talk to me again either.”

“That’s great Jen. I mean, it’s a step in the right direction, yeah? At least he realized he was in the wrong and was man enough to admit it. Now you guys can work on mending things.”

“He and Mack are coming out in three days to visit me. I want you to meet them.” Jensen looks up at Jared as he says this, afraid that he will refuse.

Jared looks kind of hesitant to accept and Jensen tries not to let his emotions show on his face. He has the feeling he is going to be disappointed and it is not sitting right with him. He really wants Jared to meet the two people that mean the world to him and he wants his brother and sister to meet the guy who holds his heart. Jared is so damn afraid of anybody knowing about them though. Jensen can’t say that isn’t difficult to handle, especially when he cares so much for Jared that he wants everyone to know.

He knows he can’t change the way that Jared feels, he can’t take that fear away, but he wishes he would be willing to at least try. It isn’t like Mackenzie is going to look down on him for being gay and he highly doubts Josh will, either. They know Jensen is gay and they have no problems with it, so why would they judge Jared? He can’t say this to Jared, of course, it will just piss him off.

“Alright,” Jared finally says, smiling a bit nervously.

To say Jensen is shocked would be an understatement, he was almost positive that Jared would tell him that he wasn’t ready for that. “Seriously?”

“Yeah,” Jared smiles a little more sincerely when he says this. “I’d like to meet them.”

“Thank you Jared, you don’t realize how much this means to me.”

“I think I have an idea.” Jared replies with a slight laugh as he gathers Jensen in his arms once more and kisses his forehead softly.

“So, how was the visit with your family?” Jensen asks out of genuine curiosity. “What did you all do while you were there?”

“We did the usual things,” Jared replies and Jensen can feel him shrug his shoulder. “We didn’t really do anything special, I basically just spent as much time with them as I could.”

“Bet your sister was glad to see you.”

“Yeah, she was, practically mauled me the second I came through the door.” Jared laughs softly at the thought of his sister. “It felt really good seeing her again, though, and I thought my mom was going to cry when I met up with her at the airport.”

“Shows how much she really cares about you. It’s good to have that bond, don’t take it for granted,” Jensen whispers softly, melancholy sweeping through him as he thinks about his own mom.

“Hey,” Jared lightly shakes him. “Now’s not the time for sadness, you’re supposed to be happy.”

“I am happy,” Jensen says as he lifts his head to look at his boyfriend. “I’m here with you and I couldn’t be happier.”

Jared simply gives him a small smile before leaning down and capturing his lips in a bruising kiss. When he pulls Jensen’s bottom lip into his mouth and lightly nibbles on it Jensen surrenders and kisses back just as passionately. He turns in the embrace to wrap his arms around Jared’s waist while Jared’s hand flies up to the back of his head, holding him in place.

Jensen parts his lips wider as an open invitation and Jared seeks out his tongue, pulling it into his mouth with his teeth. Jensen tries to hold back a moan but it ends up escaping, quickly being swallowed by Jared. His breath hitches in his throat when he feels one of Jared’s hands slip beneath his shirt, lightly caressing the sensitive skin of his side. He tries to hold in his laughter but can’t hold back in the end. Low pitched giggles rise from his throat, though he will never admit to making such a sound, and he squirms away from Jared’s torturous fingers.

“What a way to ruin the moment, Jen,” Jared says teasingly, eyes dancing in amusement.

“Yeah, I know, but I can’t help it that my sides are so damn ticklish,” Jensen defends weakly, crimson blossoming on his cheeks. “If your wandering fingers hadn’t persisted on torturing my side I never would’ve ruined the moment.”

“Maybe you should’ve told me you were ticklish there, then,” Jared retorts playfully.

“Oh, and have you use it against me? Ha, I don’t think so! No, there is no…”

Jensen is effectively quieted when Jared lunges at him, grabbing the back of his head and crushing their lips together once more. He all too happily allows Jared‘s method of distraction, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him in closer.

When they break apart Jensen leans his head on Jared’s shoulder, burying his face against his neck. He breathes in the scent of Dove soap and candy, smiling softly to himself. These scents will always remind him of Jared from now on and he can’t help finding that oddly comforting.


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