fic - Subconsciously Yours 3/4
Title: Subconsciously Yours 3/4
Author: dare_to_dream06
Characters: Jared/Jensen, Chad, OFC [The Doctor]
Word count: 2,677 - [8,508 in total]
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Boy!sexing like always and a little bit of uhh.. Mpreg, sorta. Don’t ask, just read. =)
Authors Notes: See Part One
Summary: Jared gets a little too drunk. Assbabies are mentioned. Jensen really shouldn’t have eaten those nachos before he went to sleep. The colour blue is no longer Jensen’s favourite. The Doctor really shouldn’t have made Jensen cry. And Chad’s a douche.
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PART THREE
When Jensen’s six and a half months pregnant Jared finally convinces him to go see a pregnancy specialist. Jared makes an appointment, he asks the receptionist if him and his partner could see the doctor as soon as possible. Without hesitation she gives him the date of their appointment and obviously assumes Jared’s partner is female. Before they know it they’re sitting in the doctors office waiting for their names to be called.
The only way Jensen would even consider leaving the house was if Jared let him wear the only hooded sweatshirt Jared owns that’s even too big for him. He doesn’t want people staring at him like he’s some kind of freak. He wants to be able to go to the doctor, get the baby checked on and come back home without being on the front of some stupid newspaper as the new attraction at the town fair.
They aren’t waiting in the office long before a short brown haired lady calls their name “Mr. And Mrs. Padalecki, the Doctor will see you now.” Jensen gets up very quickly and pulls Jared down the hall towards the ultrasound room, not wanting to be here any longer then they’ll have to.
They’re waiting all of three minutes before the Doctor enters, she’s looking down at her clipboard when she comes into the room saying “Mr. Padalecki it says here that you and your partner are here to get an ultrasound, is that-” Her words die on her tongue when she looks up to find Jared and Jensen -both males- sitting in front of her. “Which one of you is Mr. Padalecki and where’s your wife?” She cocks an eyebrow in their direction.
“Uh..” Jared stammers. “I’m Mr. Padalecki. And this” he gestures towards Jensen “is my partner.” Jensen’s looking down at his feet as they hang over the medical table, hands clasped in his lap. The Doctor is looking at them expectantly waiting for an explanation and Jared continues. “Uh.. He’s here... to uh... we’re here, so he can get an ultrasound.”
The Doctors eyebrows shoot up and disappear into her hair line and she just about squeaks. “What?!” Her expression turns from surprise and confusion to anger and she glares daggers at them both. “Is this some kind of joke, Mr. Padalecki?” She huffs and slaps her clipboard down on her desk, leaning her arms on her desk. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but your partner here is a man. Men can’t get pregnant. I don’t know what you think this is, but it certainly isn’t a circus!”
Her voice raises an octave with each word. Jensen knew it was a bad idea to come here and no matter how hard he tries he just can’t keep his emotions at bay. The tears start to flow freely down his face with each word he hears the Doctor say. When he lets out a quite sob Jared’s head snaps over towards him.
On the other side of the room the Doctor is saying “Pregnancy is a very serious situation Mr. Pada-“ But before she can finish her sentence Jared cuts her off.
“Listen! I’m very aware how serious pregnancy is and if you’d shut up for five seconds we would have been able to explain our situation.” Jensen glances up and wipes the tears from his eyes, sees how wide the Doctors eyes are and how scared she actually looks at Jared’s vicious tone and smiles. Serves her right. “I know this may seem a little out of the ordinary and I guarantee that this isn’t something we’re taking lightly or easily but-” he looks at Jensen and motions for him to take off the sweater.
Once the sweater is removed Jensen pulls his t-shirt over his head and stands with his hands resting on his -very pregnant- belly. He hears a gasp from where the Doctor is standing and soft footsteps making their way towards him. “Oh my.” Doctor -he reads her name tag- Peete, rests her hands on Jensen’s stomach just above his, her eyes wide with awe.
Jared comes to stand next to Jensen, putting his arm around Jensen’s shoulders and says “So you see Doctor, we’re just as confused as you are about this, but we’re dealing. Now can we just get the ultrasound done so we can go home.”
Doctor Peete nods, shock still evident on her face eyes locked on Jensen’s belly. Once she snaps out of the daze she’s in but she asks Jensen to lay down on the table. Jared sits next to Jensen and waits for the doctor to get everything set up.
When Doctor Peete turns the monitor on a soft thudding noise fills the room. Everything’s eerily quite and Jensen squeezes his eyes shut afraid to look at the screen, afraid to see that their baby is some sort of monster. Things like this aren’t suppose to happen, men don’t get pregnant. They just don’t!
“Oh Jen.” Jared reaches for Jensen’s hand and he feels the soft press of lips against the back. “Just look.”
“No, I-I can’t... I-” Jensen shakes his head but Doctor Peete interrupts him.
“It’s okay Mr.-”
“Ackles.” Jared supplies for her.
“Mr. Ackles.” She continues. “Just open your eyes and look how beautiful she is.” Jensen can hear the affection in the Doctors voice and when he hears the word ‘she’ he gaps and turns his head, slowly opening his eyes and focussing them on the screen in from of him.
“Jay...” Jensen says and squeezes his lovers hand. He’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life and to think, that baby is inside of him, she’s theirs. This time he doesn’t hold back, letting the tears fall freely onto the pillow below his head, he turns to Jared and smiles. “She’s beautiful.”
---
It’s seven months into the pregnancy, things are going pretty good. Jensen’s feeling the glow of being pregnant and catches himself staring into the mirror more and more at his huge stomach.
On their free time they sit or lay together on their bed while Jared sings and coo’s to the baby -Jensen’s stomach- while Jensen lays on his back stroking Jared’s hair and smiling.
They’re happy and Jensen’s never been more content.
One day while Jensen’s folding clothes in the living room, the phone rings. He’s just about to get up to answer it, but then Jared appears in the doorway. “That’s okay Jen, stay there. I got it.”
Jensen smiles and goes about folding the rest of the clothes.
Jared clicks on the speaker phone and plops down next to Jensen. “Hello.”
Papa Padalecki, how’s the wifey treatin’ ya? Jensen hears Chad’s voice echo into the quite room and curses Jared for putting on the speaker phone.
“Hey Chad. Jensen and I are fine.” Jensen glares at Jared for not correcting Chad -whom Jensen has taken up the habit of calling The Douche- on the fact that he is NOT Jared’s wife, Jared shrugs and points to Jensen’s stomach. Jensen huffs and goes back to folding laundry.
Well that’s just lovely. Chad says, and Jensen rolls his eyes, but stays quite. So I was thinkin’, Mama Ackles is due Chad laughs Jesus, that never gets old. Okay anyway, he’s due pretty soon and I haven’t heard any mentions of a god father yet...
Jensen’s head snaps towards Jared and his eyes widen. He fights the urge to hang up the phone and starts pulling rather viciously on his laundry, balling things up now instead of folding them neatly like he’d did before.
“Uh Chad...” Jared starts to say, noticing the very obvious unease that statement caused Jensen.
But before he can say anything else Chad interrupts by saying Dude. That’s totally me, I’m like the king of godfathers. ‘The million dollar assbaby’ would love me.
That’s it! Jensen can’t stay quiet any longer. “Don’t you call her that Chad!” Jensen fights the urge to cuss him out due to the fact that Doctor Peete told them it was bad for the child to hear obscenities. “Her name is Abigail! She’s not ‘The million dollar assbaby’! And you can just forget about being her godfather. I wouldn’t trust you with a bag of peanuts for God sakes! Knowing you and you’re fetish for young girls...” The rest of Jensen’s speech is cut off when Jared picks up the receiver.
“Chad man. I don’t think that’ll be the best idea, but uh.. I gotta go.” he hangs up without even waiting for an answer and turns to a very angry and fuming Jensen.
---
When Jensen’s eight months pregnant they go shopping for baby things. Jared doesn’t have the slightest takes in clothes so Jensen wouldn’t even think of sending Jared out by himself.
They walk -well, Jared walks and Jensen waddles- down the aisle of the store picking up different things they think Abby would like. Jared picks out toys and Jensen picks out clothes. He feels like an outsider in this place, looking at all the pregnant women wondering about the store. He goes about ignoring them and concentrates on looking for a dress to match the cute yellow booties he just picked up.
It takes them most of the day to finish and most of the night packing things away in the baby’s room. They have everything from a crib, car seats, high chair, piles upon piles of clothes and a huge assortment of baby toys, that Jensen suspects Jared’s picked out more for himself then the baby.
Once their finished with what they can get done for the night, they settle into bed. Jared rests his head on Jensen’s chest and they link their fingers together, settling them over Jensen’s stomach.
---
Three days before Jensen’s due date they’re sitting on the couch together watching old movies on TV. Jensen is stretched out across the couch, leaning his back against Jared’s chest with a tub of ice cream balanced on his chest, munching happily.
He stirs and feels this huge urge to pee wash over him. He wiggles around and pushes himself up off the couch with much difficulty, laying the tub of ice cream on the coffee table. “Where’re you going?” Jared asks.
“Just gotta pee.” Jensen wanders towards the bathroom, but before he makes it he feels wetness coating his legs and the front of his pants. He looks down at himself in horror and realization hits him. “JARED!” He just about screams.
Jensen’s leaning against the doorframe looking down at his feet when Jared comes rushing into the hallway. “Jen! Jensen, what it is? What’s the matter?”
Jensen looks up slowly with a smile tipping up the corners of his mouth, eyes round as saucers. “I think my water just broke.”
---
Jensen wakes with a start, bolting up into a sitting position, gasping for breath. He pulls the covers off of himself and feels around the bed looking for wetness, then his hands move to his stomach, patting frantically. But all he finds are dry sheets and a very flat muscular stomach.
Damn, totally shouldn’t have eaten those nachos before bed. He sighs in relief and lays back down. As soon as his head hits the pillow, his eyes snap back open as a wave of nausea hits him, leaping over Jared he makes a dash to the bathroom and gets there just in time to dump the contents of his stomach into the toilet.
In his haste to get to the bathroom Jensen must have woken Jared up because he can hear him shuffling around in the other room, then there’s the light slapping of bared feet on tiled floor before Jared appears in the bathroom doorway, in nothing but his boxers. Making Jensen highly aware that he’s completely naked, but he can’t bring himself to care at the moment.
Once he’s stopped wretching into the toilet, Jensen leans back against the cool side of the bathtub, closing his eyes.
“Jen?” Jared asks entering the bathroom. “Are you alright?”
Jensen sits unmoving, afraid that any sudden movement will upset his stomach further. He gives Jared a groan and moves his head to the side, afraid to open his eyes against the bright lights above the bathroom sink. His head is pounding and it feels like someone dropped a tun of bricks on him.
He can hear Jared moving around the room, there’s the sound of water running into the sink and then he feels Jared slide down next to him on the floor. There’s silence for a minute and then Jensen can feel a cold wet cloth being patted against the heated skin of his face and neck. He sighs at the sensation and rolls his head towards Jared, opens his eyes slowly.
Jared gives him a small smile, still swiping his face down with the rag. Then another wave hits just as sudden as the first and he’s jolting away from Jared and hovering over the bowl again. He feels Jared’s hand on the small of his back rubbing small circles and he curses himself for drinking so much.
Jared’s hand disappears from his skin and he sees Jared get up out of the corner of his eye, if he had enough energy he’d ask Jared where he was going, but he doesn’t so he settles for staying quiet and resting his forehead on the toilet seat.
Jensen must have dosed off because he startles a little when he feels Jared’s hand run through his hair. “Here.” Jensen opens his eyes and turns his head towards Jared. “These’ll make you feel better.” Jared says and Jensen finds his voice soothing. He accepts the pills Jared gives him with a swallow of water from the glass Jared handed him. He settles back against the bathtub again. He watches Jared rinse out the cloth and walk towards him, kneeling down the in ‘V’ of Jensen’s spread legs.
He washes Jensen’s face in silence, running the cloth over his forehead, down the side of his neck and back up again, Jensen closes his eyes and surrenders to Jared’s gentile touch. Jared’s always made him feel better anytime he’s been sick or feeling down. But this is different, the comfort and intimacy surrounding them now proves it. Proves that last night was more then some drunk fuck and this time the butterflies in Jensen’s stomach has nothing to do with the hangover.
He’s strangely thankful that Jared’s here to take care of him and Jensen knows that if their roles were reversed, Jensen would have done the same for Jared. Before last night they were as close as best friends could possibly get but now, the circumstances and... actions of last night have only seemed to bring them closer.
Jensen opens his eyes and see’s Jared looking at him in amusement. “What?” Jensen asks.
Jared stops swiping his face and his expression turns serious, “You’re not pregnant are you?” he asks and Jensen almost chokes on his tongue eyes widening, then Jared’s laughing. Jensen pushes at his chest half-heartedly and rolls his eyes, a small smile tipping up the sides of his mouth.
“You might have a huge cock Jay but it’s not big enough to fertilize an egg that’s not there.” Jensen says and that only makes Jared laugh harder, tipping his head back and fills the bathroom with his booming laugh. Suddenly Jensen doesn’t feel as sick anymore.
Jared’s gaze settles back on him again after he catches his breath, smile still firmly in place. “What d’you say about gettin’ back to bed, huh? Maybe you’ll feel better later.”
Jensen nods and lets Jared help him up off the floor. He brushes his teeth while Jared sits on the counter next to him and when he’s done Jared follows him back into the bedroom and watches him settle into bed. Jensen gazes at Jared as if to say ‘aren’t you gonna stay with me?’, Jared simply says “Hav’ta feed the dogs. I’ll be right back.”
NEXT PART
Author: dare_to_dream06
Characters: Jared/Jensen, Chad, OFC [The Doctor]
Word count: 2,677 - [8,508 in total]
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Boy!sexing like always and a little bit of uhh.. Mpreg, sorta. Don’t ask, just read. =)
Authors Notes: See Part One
Summary: Jared gets a little too drunk. Assbabies are mentioned. Jensen really shouldn’t have eaten those nachos before he went to sleep. The colour blue is no longer Jensen’s favourite. The Doctor really shouldn’t have made Jensen cry. And Chad’s a douche.
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PART THREE
When Jensen’s six and a half months pregnant Jared finally convinces him to go see a pregnancy specialist. Jared makes an appointment, he asks the receptionist if him and his partner could see the doctor as soon as possible. Without hesitation she gives him the date of their appointment and obviously assumes Jared’s partner is female. Before they know it they’re sitting in the doctors office waiting for their names to be called.
The only way Jensen would even consider leaving the house was if Jared let him wear the only hooded sweatshirt Jared owns that’s even too big for him. He doesn’t want people staring at him like he’s some kind of freak. He wants to be able to go to the doctor, get the baby checked on and come back home without being on the front of some stupid newspaper as the new attraction at the town fair.
They aren’t waiting in the office long before a short brown haired lady calls their name “Mr. And Mrs. Padalecki, the Doctor will see you now.” Jensen gets up very quickly and pulls Jared down the hall towards the ultrasound room, not wanting to be here any longer then they’ll have to.
They’re waiting all of three minutes before the Doctor enters, she’s looking down at her clipboard when she comes into the room saying “Mr. Padalecki it says here that you and your partner are here to get an ultrasound, is that-” Her words die on her tongue when she looks up to find Jared and Jensen -both males- sitting in front of her. “Which one of you is Mr. Padalecki and where’s your wife?” She cocks an eyebrow in their direction.
“Uh..” Jared stammers. “I’m Mr. Padalecki. And this” he gestures towards Jensen “is my partner.” Jensen’s looking down at his feet as they hang over the medical table, hands clasped in his lap. The Doctor is looking at them expectantly waiting for an explanation and Jared continues. “Uh.. He’s here... to uh... we’re here, so he can get an ultrasound.”
The Doctors eyebrows shoot up and disappear into her hair line and she just about squeaks. “What?!” Her expression turns from surprise and confusion to anger and she glares daggers at them both. “Is this some kind of joke, Mr. Padalecki?” She huffs and slaps her clipboard down on her desk, leaning her arms on her desk. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but your partner here is a man. Men can’t get pregnant. I don’t know what you think this is, but it certainly isn’t a circus!”
Her voice raises an octave with each word. Jensen knew it was a bad idea to come here and no matter how hard he tries he just can’t keep his emotions at bay. The tears start to flow freely down his face with each word he hears the Doctor say. When he lets out a quite sob Jared’s head snaps over towards him.
On the other side of the room the Doctor is saying “Pregnancy is a very serious situation Mr. Pada-“ But before she can finish her sentence Jared cuts her off.
“Listen! I’m very aware how serious pregnancy is and if you’d shut up for five seconds we would have been able to explain our situation.” Jensen glances up and wipes the tears from his eyes, sees how wide the Doctors eyes are and how scared she actually looks at Jared’s vicious tone and smiles. Serves her right. “I know this may seem a little out of the ordinary and I guarantee that this isn’t something we’re taking lightly or easily but-” he looks at Jensen and motions for him to take off the sweater.
Once the sweater is removed Jensen pulls his t-shirt over his head and stands with his hands resting on his -very pregnant- belly. He hears a gasp from where the Doctor is standing and soft footsteps making their way towards him. “Oh my.” Doctor -he reads her name tag- Peete, rests her hands on Jensen’s stomach just above his, her eyes wide with awe.
Jared comes to stand next to Jensen, putting his arm around Jensen’s shoulders and says “So you see Doctor, we’re just as confused as you are about this, but we’re dealing. Now can we just get the ultrasound done so we can go home.”
Doctor Peete nods, shock still evident on her face eyes locked on Jensen’s belly. Once she snaps out of the daze she’s in but she asks Jensen to lay down on the table. Jared sits next to Jensen and waits for the doctor to get everything set up.
When Doctor Peete turns the monitor on a soft thudding noise fills the room. Everything’s eerily quite and Jensen squeezes his eyes shut afraid to look at the screen, afraid to see that their baby is some sort of monster. Things like this aren’t suppose to happen, men don’t get pregnant. They just don’t!
“Oh Jen.” Jared reaches for Jensen’s hand and he feels the soft press of lips against the back. “Just look.”
“No, I-I can’t... I-” Jensen shakes his head but Doctor Peete interrupts him.
“It’s okay Mr.-”
“Ackles.” Jared supplies for her.
“Mr. Ackles.” She continues. “Just open your eyes and look how beautiful she is.” Jensen can hear the affection in the Doctors voice and when he hears the word ‘she’ he gaps and turns his head, slowly opening his eyes and focussing them on the screen in from of him.
“Jay...” Jensen says and squeezes his lovers hand. He’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life and to think, that baby is inside of him, she’s theirs. This time he doesn’t hold back, letting the tears fall freely onto the pillow below his head, he turns to Jared and smiles. “She’s beautiful.”
---
It’s seven months into the pregnancy, things are going pretty good. Jensen’s feeling the glow of being pregnant and catches himself staring into the mirror more and more at his huge stomach.
On their free time they sit or lay together on their bed while Jared sings and coo’s to the baby -Jensen’s stomach- while Jensen lays on his back stroking Jared’s hair and smiling.
They’re happy and Jensen’s never been more content.
One day while Jensen’s folding clothes in the living room, the phone rings. He’s just about to get up to answer it, but then Jared appears in the doorway. “That’s okay Jen, stay there. I got it.”
Jensen smiles and goes about folding the rest of the clothes.
Jared clicks on the speaker phone and plops down next to Jensen. “Hello.”
Papa Padalecki, how’s the wifey treatin’ ya? Jensen hears Chad’s voice echo into the quite room and curses Jared for putting on the speaker phone.
“Hey Chad. Jensen and I are fine.” Jensen glares at Jared for not correcting Chad -whom Jensen has taken up the habit of calling The Douche- on the fact that he is NOT Jared’s wife, Jared shrugs and points to Jensen’s stomach. Jensen huffs and goes back to folding laundry.
Well that’s just lovely. Chad says, and Jensen rolls his eyes, but stays quite. So I was thinkin’, Mama Ackles is due Chad laughs Jesus, that never gets old. Okay anyway, he’s due pretty soon and I haven’t heard any mentions of a god father yet...
Jensen’s head snaps towards Jared and his eyes widen. He fights the urge to hang up the phone and starts pulling rather viciously on his laundry, balling things up now instead of folding them neatly like he’d did before.
“Uh Chad...” Jared starts to say, noticing the very obvious unease that statement caused Jensen.
But before he can say anything else Chad interrupts by saying Dude. That’s totally me, I’m like the king of godfathers. ‘The million dollar assbaby’ would love me.
That’s it! Jensen can’t stay quiet any longer. “Don’t you call her that Chad!” Jensen fights the urge to cuss him out due to the fact that Doctor Peete told them it was bad for the child to hear obscenities. “Her name is Abigail! She’s not ‘The million dollar assbaby’! And you can just forget about being her godfather. I wouldn’t trust you with a bag of peanuts for God sakes! Knowing you and you’re fetish for young girls...” The rest of Jensen’s speech is cut off when Jared picks up the receiver.
“Chad man. I don’t think that’ll be the best idea, but uh.. I gotta go.” he hangs up without even waiting for an answer and turns to a very angry and fuming Jensen.
---
When Jensen’s eight months pregnant they go shopping for baby things. Jared doesn’t have the slightest takes in clothes so Jensen wouldn’t even think of sending Jared out by himself.
They walk -well, Jared walks and Jensen waddles- down the aisle of the store picking up different things they think Abby would like. Jared picks out toys and Jensen picks out clothes. He feels like an outsider in this place, looking at all the pregnant women wondering about the store. He goes about ignoring them and concentrates on looking for a dress to match the cute yellow booties he just picked up.
It takes them most of the day to finish and most of the night packing things away in the baby’s room. They have everything from a crib, car seats, high chair, piles upon piles of clothes and a huge assortment of baby toys, that Jensen suspects Jared’s picked out more for himself then the baby.
Once their finished with what they can get done for the night, they settle into bed. Jared rests his head on Jensen’s chest and they link their fingers together, settling them over Jensen’s stomach.
---
Three days before Jensen’s due date they’re sitting on the couch together watching old movies on TV. Jensen is stretched out across the couch, leaning his back against Jared’s chest with a tub of ice cream balanced on his chest, munching happily.
He stirs and feels this huge urge to pee wash over him. He wiggles around and pushes himself up off the couch with much difficulty, laying the tub of ice cream on the coffee table. “Where’re you going?” Jared asks.
“Just gotta pee.” Jensen wanders towards the bathroom, but before he makes it he feels wetness coating his legs and the front of his pants. He looks down at himself in horror and realization hits him. “JARED!” He just about screams.
Jensen’s leaning against the doorframe looking down at his feet when Jared comes rushing into the hallway. “Jen! Jensen, what it is? What’s the matter?”
Jensen looks up slowly with a smile tipping up the corners of his mouth, eyes round as saucers. “I think my water just broke.”
---
Jensen wakes with a start, bolting up into a sitting position, gasping for breath. He pulls the covers off of himself and feels around the bed looking for wetness, then his hands move to his stomach, patting frantically. But all he finds are dry sheets and a very flat muscular stomach.
Damn, totally shouldn’t have eaten those nachos before bed. He sighs in relief and lays back down. As soon as his head hits the pillow, his eyes snap back open as a wave of nausea hits him, leaping over Jared he makes a dash to the bathroom and gets there just in time to dump the contents of his stomach into the toilet.
In his haste to get to the bathroom Jensen must have woken Jared up because he can hear him shuffling around in the other room, then there’s the light slapping of bared feet on tiled floor before Jared appears in the bathroom doorway, in nothing but his boxers. Making Jensen highly aware that he’s completely naked, but he can’t bring himself to care at the moment.
Once he’s stopped wretching into the toilet, Jensen leans back against the cool side of the bathtub, closing his eyes.
“Jen?” Jared asks entering the bathroom. “Are you alright?”
Jensen sits unmoving, afraid that any sudden movement will upset his stomach further. He gives Jared a groan and moves his head to the side, afraid to open his eyes against the bright lights above the bathroom sink. His head is pounding and it feels like someone dropped a tun of bricks on him.
He can hear Jared moving around the room, there’s the sound of water running into the sink and then he feels Jared slide down next to him on the floor. There’s silence for a minute and then Jensen can feel a cold wet cloth being patted against the heated skin of his face and neck. He sighs at the sensation and rolls his head towards Jared, opens his eyes slowly.
Jared gives him a small smile, still swiping his face down with the rag. Then another wave hits just as sudden as the first and he’s jolting away from Jared and hovering over the bowl again. He feels Jared’s hand on the small of his back rubbing small circles and he curses himself for drinking so much.
Jared’s hand disappears from his skin and he sees Jared get up out of the corner of his eye, if he had enough energy he’d ask Jared where he was going, but he doesn’t so he settles for staying quiet and resting his forehead on the toilet seat.
Jensen must have dosed off because he startles a little when he feels Jared’s hand run through his hair. “Here.” Jensen opens his eyes and turns his head towards Jared. “These’ll make you feel better.” Jared says and Jensen finds his voice soothing. He accepts the pills Jared gives him with a swallow of water from the glass Jared handed him. He settles back against the bathtub again. He watches Jared rinse out the cloth and walk towards him, kneeling down the in ‘V’ of Jensen’s spread legs.
He washes Jensen’s face in silence, running the cloth over his forehead, down the side of his neck and back up again, Jensen closes his eyes and surrenders to Jared’s gentile touch. Jared’s always made him feel better anytime he’s been sick or feeling down. But this is different, the comfort and intimacy surrounding them now proves it. Proves that last night was more then some drunk fuck and this time the butterflies in Jensen’s stomach has nothing to do with the hangover.
He’s strangely thankful that Jared’s here to take care of him and Jensen knows that if their roles were reversed, Jensen would have done the same for Jared. Before last night they were as close as best friends could possibly get but now, the circumstances and... actions of last night have only seemed to bring them closer.
Jensen opens his eyes and see’s Jared looking at him in amusement. “What?” Jensen asks.
Jared stops swiping his face and his expression turns serious, “You’re not pregnant are you?” he asks and Jensen almost chokes on his tongue eyes widening, then Jared’s laughing. Jensen pushes at his chest half-heartedly and rolls his eyes, a small smile tipping up the sides of his mouth.
“You might have a huge cock Jay but it’s not big enough to fertilize an egg that’s not there.” Jensen says and that only makes Jared laugh harder, tipping his head back and fills the bathroom with his booming laugh. Suddenly Jensen doesn’t feel as sick anymore.
Jared’s gaze settles back on him again after he catches his breath, smile still firmly in place. “What d’you say about gettin’ back to bed, huh? Maybe you’ll feel better later.”
Jensen nods and lets Jared help him up off the floor. He brushes his teeth while Jared sits on the counter next to him and when he’s done Jared follows him back into the bedroom and watches him settle into bed. Jensen gazes at Jared as if to say ‘aren’t you gonna stay with me?’, Jared simply says “Hav’ta feed the dogs. I’ll be right back.”
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