J2 fic: Let's give them something to talk about
Wow, I haven't posted here in ~ages~
I wanted to put up a new fic but am working through a bit of a dry spell.
So here is a little thing I wrote earlier.
This is my first and so far only attempt at RP. This is not slash, though it mentions it. Pokes fun at it a little, actually. I am a fan of slash, so no harm meant :-) This just popped in my head and I had to write it down.
Title: Let's Give Them Something to Talk about
Author: shadopath
Rating: um, mentions same sex relationship, so?
Fandom: RP J2 Not slash, but there is talk of it
Disclaimer: This is all fabricated and just for fun. I don't know these fine people
(woe is me)
cindyls looked this over for me {{Thanks Hon!}} but it hasn't been betaed. So all mistakes are totally me.
Let's Give Them Something to Talk About (RP)
by Shadopath
Jensen had just finished a hot scene with their smokin' guest star Angelina Jolie. Sometimes it was good to be Dean, Jensen thought with a contented sigh. He turned to look for his 'brother' and found Jared in one of three places he expected to find him. The others would be next to craft service or charming the crew. This time he was sitting in one of the two folding chairs set aside for them. He had his laptop open in front of him and was intent on something. Sometimes he was so much like Sam.
As soon as Jensen had spotted him, Jared's head popped up and scanned the crowd. His eyes fell on his co star and he just beamed. His face opened up into this grin that just warmed everyone around him. Ok, sometimes he wasn't much like the brooding Sam at all.
Jensen nodded his head to him in greeting and his returning smile was almost as big. The goof just did that to him. He made his way over to Jared and said "Hey bro. You voting for yourself as best hottie again?" He glanced to the screen Jared still had open. "We have that grocery store scene coming up next, so they'll be coming to get us in a sec."
"Hey. Ok cool. No, I thought I'd order you another ten cases of depends. Think you'll need them for the grocery store." He playfully punched Jensen, then got a bit serious and continued. "You know, um, how we talked about some of the stuff fans come up with. Like, wincest?"
"Yeah, well, what ever floats their boat. If they want to think Sam and Dean are getting it on, I don't really have a problem with it." Jared just gave him a look and Jensen continued "Well, ok. I HAD a bit of a problem, I just didn't get it you know, but we talked about it. I'm cool. Mostly."
"Yeah, I know. Um, well you want to sit down?" Jared pulled the chair next to him out and patted it.
"Why?" Jensen sat next to him, looking at the screen with trepidation. "What."
Jared continued "I was just curious. Looking around. It's not a big deal really, but I wanted to ah, be the one to tell you. They call it RPS."
Jensen looked at him a little worried, a little blank and motioned for him to continue.
"It's real person slash."
"Oh. Oooh."
"Yeah."
"Ok, well that is a little creepy." He looked at his friend "No, ah, nothing against you--it's just... they write about us, like that? You and me?? Dude."
"Yeah, I know." Jared giggled "I mean, you're HOT, but just not my type." He bumped his shoulder into Jensen and continued "You ok with this? Really?"
"Yeah, well. It could be worse. I used to work with Michael Rosenbaum." Jensen gave a mock shudder. "So this" he waved a finger between himself and Jared "is definitely an improvement." He smiled, but when you knew Jensen well, you could still see the worry in his eyes.
And Jared knew him well.
"I think we need to face this head on. Have fun with it." Jared offered.
Jensen looked into his eyes and already knew where this was headed. "You do, do you?"
"Dude, you said do-do." Jared, not letting go of their running joke, gave Jensen a goofy grin. It was sincere, meant to cheer but also to reassure him.
"Don't start that again." Jensen gave him a 'Dean glare' and this just made Jared crack-up, as he knew it would. "What are you suggesting?" Jensen was a little hesitant. Yes, he trusted Jared with his life. But he worried where he was going with this. Remember the dance at the CW launch party? Or the leg wrap? Twice. And yes, he was aware it was called the 'legwrap.' Jared got a kick out of that. So the goof did it again.
The glomming Sasquatch was so dead if this resulted in more pictures.
Jared continued with his plan "So, you know Kristin from TV Guide is coming over later to interview us."
Apparently there were going to be more pictures. "No. No no. We don't need to 'come out' to TV Guide. Even as a joke. They won't know we are joking."
"That's why it's so funny!"
"You are the one who started this. Dude, the leg? And telling magazines you call me 'Smeckles?' I mean, come on!" He wasn't really mad, and actually he liked it but the less Jared realized that, the better.
"You like it, you know you do."
Well, damn. So much for that idea. "Ok, Honey, what do you have in mind?"
Jared's smile grew and he ducked his head down conspiratorially. Jensen leaned in, their heads almost touching as he listened to the plan his goof of a best friend was hatching. They were in this together after all.
Kristin and her crew arrived, cameras already rolling on the two adorable TV brothers. The mic about fell out of her hand and her jaw dropped at the shocking but really rather sweet, and um--hot sight before her. She was having trouble breathing now. She had died and gone to Heaven, apparently. Yeah, that had to be it.
Hand in hand, arms swinging as they walked, Jared and Jensen approached her. They were both smiling but as they looked at each other, she could see they really didn't see anyone else at the moment. They stopped in front of her and Jensen placed a gentle kiss on Jared's cheek.
The film crew, both TV Guide's and their own all seemed to pause. Kristin was being helped up by her camera man as a chorus of cheers and the random shout of "I knew it!" could be heard throughout the crowd.
The boys just looked at each other; Jared with that goofy grin and Jensen mirroring it.
The things this nut got him into. But he wouldn't have it any other way.
End
I wanted to put up a new fic but am working through a bit of a dry spell.
So here is a little thing I wrote earlier.
This is my first and so far only attempt at RP. This is not slash, though it mentions it. Pokes fun at it a little, actually. I am a fan of slash, so no harm meant :-) This just popped in my head and I had to write it down.
Title: Let's Give Them Something to Talk about
Author: shadopath
Rating: um, mentions same sex relationship, so?
Fandom: RP J2 Not slash, but there is talk of it
Disclaimer: This is all fabricated and just for fun. I don't know these fine people
(woe is me)
cindyls looked this over for me {{Thanks Hon!}} but it hasn't been betaed. So all mistakes are totally me.
Let's Give Them Something to Talk About (RP)
by Shadopath
Jensen had just finished a hot scene with their smokin' guest star Angelina Jolie. Sometimes it was good to be Dean, Jensen thought with a contented sigh. He turned to look for his 'brother' and found Jared in one of three places he expected to find him. The others would be next to craft service or charming the crew. This time he was sitting in one of the two folding chairs set aside for them. He had his laptop open in front of him and was intent on something. Sometimes he was so much like Sam.
As soon as Jensen had spotted him, Jared's head popped up and scanned the crowd. His eyes fell on his co star and he just beamed. His face opened up into this grin that just warmed everyone around him. Ok, sometimes he wasn't much like the brooding Sam at all.
Jensen nodded his head to him in greeting and his returning smile was almost as big. The goof just did that to him. He made his way over to Jared and said "Hey bro. You voting for yourself as best hottie again?" He glanced to the screen Jared still had open. "We have that grocery store scene coming up next, so they'll be coming to get us in a sec."
"Hey. Ok cool. No, I thought I'd order you another ten cases of depends. Think you'll need them for the grocery store." He playfully punched Jensen, then got a bit serious and continued. "You know, um, how we talked about some of the stuff fans come up with. Like, wincest?"
"Yeah, well, what ever floats their boat. If they want to think Sam and Dean are getting it on, I don't really have a problem with it." Jared just gave him a look and Jensen continued "Well, ok. I HAD a bit of a problem, I just didn't get it you know, but we talked about it. I'm cool. Mostly."
"Yeah, I know. Um, well you want to sit down?" Jared pulled the chair next to him out and patted it.
"Why?" Jensen sat next to him, looking at the screen with trepidation. "What."
Jared continued "I was just curious. Looking around. It's not a big deal really, but I wanted to ah, be the one to tell you. They call it RPS."
Jensen looked at him a little worried, a little blank and motioned for him to continue.
"It's real person slash."
"Oh. Oooh."
"Yeah."
"Ok, well that is a little creepy." He looked at his friend "No, ah, nothing against you--it's just... they write about us, like that? You and me?? Dude."
"Yeah, I know." Jared giggled "I mean, you're HOT, but just not my type." He bumped his shoulder into Jensen and continued "You ok with this? Really?"
"Yeah, well. It could be worse. I used to work with Michael Rosenbaum." Jensen gave a mock shudder. "So this" he waved a finger between himself and Jared "is definitely an improvement." He smiled, but when you knew Jensen well, you could still see the worry in his eyes.
And Jared knew him well.
"I think we need to face this head on. Have fun with it." Jared offered.
Jensen looked into his eyes and already knew where this was headed. "You do, do you?"
"Dude, you said do-do." Jared, not letting go of their running joke, gave Jensen a goofy grin. It was sincere, meant to cheer but also to reassure him.
"Don't start that again." Jensen gave him a 'Dean glare' and this just made Jared crack-up, as he knew it would. "What are you suggesting?" Jensen was a little hesitant. Yes, he trusted Jared with his life. But he worried where he was going with this. Remember the dance at the CW launch party? Or the leg wrap? Twice. And yes, he was aware it was called the 'legwrap.' Jared got a kick out of that. So the goof did it again.
The glomming Sasquatch was so dead if this resulted in more pictures.
Jared continued with his plan "So, you know Kristin from TV Guide is coming over later to interview us."
Apparently there were going to be more pictures. "No. No no. We don't need to 'come out' to TV Guide. Even as a joke. They won't know we are joking."
"That's why it's so funny!"
"You are the one who started this. Dude, the leg? And telling magazines you call me 'Smeckles?' I mean, come on!" He wasn't really mad, and actually he liked it but the less Jared realized that, the better.
"You like it, you know you do."
Well, damn. So much for that idea. "Ok, Honey, what do you have in mind?"
Jared's smile grew and he ducked his head down conspiratorially. Jensen leaned in, their heads almost touching as he listened to the plan his goof of a best friend was hatching. They were in this together after all.
Kristin and her crew arrived, cameras already rolling on the two adorable TV brothers. The mic about fell out of her hand and her jaw dropped at the shocking but really rather sweet, and um--hot sight before her. She was having trouble breathing now. She had died and gone to Heaven, apparently. Yeah, that had to be it.
Hand in hand, arms swinging as they walked, Jared and Jensen approached her. They were both smiling but as they looked at each other, she could see they really didn't see anyone else at the moment. They stopped in front of her and Jensen placed a gentle kiss on Jared's cheek.
The film crew, both TV Guide's and their own all seemed to pause. Kristin was being helped up by her camera man as a chorus of cheers and the random shout of "I knew it!" could be heard throughout the crowd.
The boys just looked at each other; Jared with that goofy grin and Jensen mirroring it.
The things this nut got him into. But he wouldn't have it any other way.
End