This is a comment ficlet. Just reposting it here because I like all my fic in one place.
Title: Inked
Author:
benitlePairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jensen and Jared get tattoos to show their commitment to each other.
Word count: 630
A/N: Written for
memphis86's
Happy Endings meme and
wendy's prompt J2 commitment tattoos.
Feedback/Concrit is appreciated. Please enjoy!
"Are you really sure you wanna do this?"
Jensen gives him that look, the one where he squints his eyes and before he does, Jared can tell that Jensen's gonna snap at him. "For the millionth time, Jared, yes. I am sure."
Jared bites his lip and runs a hand through his hair. He takes a deep breath and says, "Man, I just-"
When Jensen keeps giving him that look, he pauses. "Forget it."
Jensen glares at him again but doesn't comment so Jared lets it go. They're sitting in a small tattoo parlor in LA. It's a warm night and it's hot inside the studio. The air smells of disinfectants with a faint note of sweat but the place looks clean enough. This is not what Jared is worried about.
The tattoo artist said he was gonna be with them in a few minutes, he just needed to finish up something else. So Jared uses the time to look around, seeing pictures of the artist and several celebrities on the walls. Apparently Tommy Lee got one of his ink jobs done here.
Jensen is fidgeting next to him and Jared is tempted to ask again whether everything is okay and whether Jensen is sure. Even though he already asked eight times - only to nearly get his head being bitten off, eight times. When Jensen doesn't stop, Jared can't help it anymore.
He places a hand on Jensen's knee because Jensen wobbling his leg is driving him crazy.
Fully aware that this time, Jensen is probably going to kill him, he says, "Look, Jen. We don't have to do this. It's okay if you don't want to. I can do it without you getting a tattoo too."
It earns him another deadly glare indeed. "Jared-"
"I know, I know," Jared interrupts. "It's just... I know you were the only one who didn't get a tattoo when your buddy passed. I- I just wanna make sure you really want this. A tattoo is not like a haircut you can let grow out when you don't like it anymore."
And then something happens. Jared can practically watch the tension fall from Jensen's shoulders, how his posture relaxes. A wide grin spreads on Jensen's face as he laughs softly. "You're such a girl."
The grin is contagious and almost immediately, Jared finds himself mimicking Jensen's expression. "You still love me."
When Jensen quickly scans the room, before he bends in and kisses Jared softly on the lips, Jared's world spins. It's barely audible, yet Jared doesn't miss the whispered, "I do."
Jensen finds his hand then, holding it softly.
"I just wanna be sure you're not going to regret it tomorrow. Or the day after that, Jen." Jared says.
"I won't. I thought about this for a long time, believe me," Jensen says. He doesn't look at Jared as he tenderly caresses the back of Jared's hand. "I want to show my commitment to you. I want you to show me yours to me. I want this Jared. I want it for us. I'm just nervous."
There's another grin on his face when he looks up, "I just gotta be a little careful with what kinds of sex scenes I'm gonna do in the future."
He winks, probably knowing that he just shocked Jared. Just as Jared wants to say that he hopes Jensen never planned on doing the kind of scenes where they'd actually capture the area of skin where their tattoos are supposed to go - not that Jared is overly possessive or jealous, but he'd rather keep certain patches of Jensen's skin to himself - they are called in.
"Ready?" Jared asks.
When Jensen squeezes his hand and nods, giving Jared his answer without words, they get up to fulfill their mission.