spn_reversebang "Go Save The World, I’ll Be Around" (J2/AU PG-13) 3/3
“So, are you going to the deli on O’Farrell for lunch, or…?”
Jared looks up from his position on his hands and knees in front of the washing machine and shoots a disbelieving glance over to where Jensen is sitting on the counter, swinging his legs back and forth.
Jensen lifts his shoulder and tilts his head innocently. “What? I like their pastrami.”
“I’ll show you my pastrami,” Jared mutters as he get back to his feet and sweeps past Jensen’s legs with a suggestive leer on his way to the dishwasher.
Jensen pretends to gag as Jared drop to a crouch and presses his cheek to the tile, trying and peer into the 3 millimetre gap between the floor and the machine.
“Jared?”
Jared grunts out a response without actually lifting his head
“Jay!”
He sits up and spins, a couple of harsh curse words on the tip of his tongue, except he finds Jensen dangling his key ring from his index finger with an innocent smile on his face.
“It’s not heroic when you’re the one hiding them in the first place,” Jared says levelly, slipping the keys off his fingers and leaning in to press a lingering kiss to his lips. He feels Jensen smile back against him and it shoots down all hope he would have originally had of mounting a decent argument.
“Well you know I’m not in this for the heroism.” Jensen grins wickedly when Jared pulls away and rolls his eyes.
“So the deli…?”
Jared sighs and swings his satchel over his head. “Yes, I’m going to the deli for lunch. It will be at approximately 12:45, as I have a conference call with Seattle at 12:15 that’s due to last around twenty-five minutes. I will most likely order the corned beef on rye, maybe with mustard, I haven’t decided yet, and I’ll send you an email to confirm.”
This time it’s Jensen who rolls his eyes, and Jared blows him a dramatic kiss from the doorway. “Anything else?”
“Yeah”
Jared pokes his head back through the doorway, just in time to catch Jensen grin widely at him, and he has to take a second to consider the fact that he might have lost this. All of it.
“I love you.”
Jared grins back, and he knows Jensen’s waiting for him to roll his eyes and tell him not to suck up, because it’s not a phrase they throw around a lot. They don’t need to,.
It’s always been kind of implied.
Jared knows Jensen loves him the way he knows he hides his keys every morning to keep him around an extra five minutes.
Jensen knows Jared loves him because he lets him.
“I know,” Jared answers, ducking back out and heading for the door.
He does. As surely as he knows Jensen would have done it - would have bound his powers without a second thought, if that’s what Jared had asked.
The way Jensen knows Jared never would.
They’re each other’s kryptonite. It’s how it is. It’s how it’s always been. Someone, someone other than Jared, of course, might even go as far as to say it was always meant to be that way.
Jared thinks he still doesn’t believes in destiny. Destiny, fate, higher meaning; they’re all just words. Words said by people who trying to attach meaning to something they don’t quite understand, can’t quite wrap their heads around, but Jared’s never been afraid to go out and find truth amongst all the fiction.
It’s his job, after all.
“Have a good day, honey!” Jensen yells as Jared slips out the door, and Jared grins to himself and shakes his head, yelling back before the front door finishes closing.
“I’ll catch up with yours on CNN!”
Jensen’s laugh follows him all the way down the drive.
Yeah, Jared doesn’t believe in destiny. But he definitely believes in superheroes.
The irony isn’t lost on him.
