Fic: It's the Most Manliest Day of the Year (RPF, G)
Title: It's the Most Manliest Day of the Year
Rating: G
Summary: Jared likes football. He really does.
Warning: RPF, domesticity
Notes: Written for estarmuerta in spnsecrets with this prompt: "I just pictured Jared sitting on his couch with his legs up watching football and knitting. HAYYYYYY" Inspired by this picture. Original comment fic here.
Jared was excited. It wasn't that he was a real Steelers or Cardinals fan. It wasn't that Jensen's burgers were that thrilling (although he wasn't going to tell Jensen that) or that the Superbowl wasn't exciting by itself.
No. His new yarn had come in the mail yesterday. It was the worsted weight charcoal heather and it was even better in person than it had been on the internet. Jensen was going to make fun of him during the game, Jared knew. He was going to make a point of slurping his beer and burping and yelling at the screen.
But Jared knew that after the game, Jensen would curl up under his really hideous patchwork afghan. And that even when he knit something with holes, Jensen wouldn't realise it was a mistake. And even Eric didn't know what to do when Jared gave him knitted hats (really, his head probably got really cold) and the make up girls were always extra nice when he made them really huge Jared-sized scarves.
Jared propped his feet up and turned on the television. No, today would be awesome because he was going to figure out how to make thumbs. Jensen had been complaining about having cold hands on set for ages and maybe he'd finally stop bitching if he had some decent mittens. Jared dug his double pointed needles out of the bag on the coffee table and set to work casting on. If he played his cards right, the ribbing on the wrists would be done before kick off.
Rating: G
Summary: Jared likes football. He really does.
Warning: RPF, domesticity
Notes: Written for estarmuerta in spnsecrets with this prompt: "I just pictured Jared sitting on his couch with his legs up watching football and knitting. HAYYYYYY" Inspired by this picture. Original comment fic here.
Jared was excited. It wasn't that he was a real Steelers or Cardinals fan. It wasn't that Jensen's burgers were that thrilling (although he wasn't going to tell Jensen that) or that the Superbowl wasn't exciting by itself.
No. His new yarn had come in the mail yesterday. It was the worsted weight charcoal heather and it was even better in person than it had been on the internet. Jensen was going to make fun of him during the game, Jared knew. He was going to make a point of slurping his beer and burping and yelling at the screen.
But Jared knew that after the game, Jensen would curl up under his really hideous patchwork afghan. And that even when he knit something with holes, Jensen wouldn't realise it was a mistake. And even Eric didn't know what to do when Jared gave him knitted hats (really, his head probably got really cold) and the make up girls were always extra nice when he made them really huge Jared-sized scarves.
Jared propped his feet up and turned on the television. No, today would be awesome because he was going to figure out how to make thumbs. Jensen had been complaining about having cold hands on set for ages and maybe he'd finally stop bitching if he had some decent mittens. Jared dug his double pointed needles out of the bag on the coffee table and set to work casting on. If he played his cards right, the ribbing on the wrists would be done before kick off.