Jensen stepped in. Jared surreptitiously wiped his hands on his jeans and placed them lightly on Jensen’s shoulders. Jensen was solid. Not as tall as Jared, but pretty tall by most standards. And just so damn pretty.
Jensen darted a look at the camera. “This okay?”
The PA just gave them a thumbs up. Hell, maybe she was the director.
“Can I,” Jared said softly, “can I just look at you?” He blushed, and bit his lip, then blushed harder through his grin.
“Feast your eyes, man,” Jensen said, blinking slowly like he had before.
The bright lights on the soundstage brought out every freckle, and the green of his eyes was startling.
Jared licked his lips, and Jensen unconsciously reciprocated. Jensen’s hands were loose on Jared’s hips, like he was slow dancing with a girl.
Jared sent a prayer of thanks to whomever, lifted one hand to the back of Jensen’s head, and went in.
Those lips. God. They were sinful. No human being could have lips like that. They looked so soft, so full - and they were, but Jensen didn’t kiss like a girl - he was a man, and he kissed like a man. Jensen kissed him back, not fighting for control, but just slowing things down, suggesting, with the curve of his lips and the touch of a gentle tongue, that this might be something the two of them could savor.
Jared relaxed into Jensen’s kiss, giving himself over. He felt - taken care of. He’d never had a feeling quite like it in a kiss before. Usually, because he was so big, girls thought he’d be dominant, so he gave them what he thought they wanted - big, strong, aggressive - but it was acting, it felt like pretend, because he didn’t always want to be the caveman.
Now, this beautiful man had shifted just that much closer, deeper into his space, and Jared thought this was man who would always hold him up, who would never let him fall. Jensen pulled him in, angling them together with a quiet competence. This wasn’t a duel, it was a dance, and Jared felt like he was floating in Jensen’s arms, pulled tight against an athlete’s body.
Jared moaned a little, feeling a wave of heat flow through him, uncertain how far he could let this go in public.
Jensen’s hands tightened a little, and he started to pull back from the kiss. Jared followed, not ready to let go, wanting more, and Jensen gave, questing with his tongue, slipping lightly into Jared’s mouth, as if for a little taste.
Jared couldn’t hold back another little moan as Jensen’s tongue sweetly caressed his own, moving gracefully between his lips with a rhythm that made Jared want so much more.
Finally Jared knew he couldn’t let the kiss go any farther without embarrassing himself. Reluctantly, he pulled back from Jensen’s mouth, resting his forehead against Jensen’s, panting a little. He still had Jensen’s head in his hands, and he opened his eyes to stare into Jensen’s.
Jensen’s pupils were blown so black he looked stoned, but he blinked them closed and took a deep breath, letting it all out.
“Thanks, man,” he said, and stepped out of Jared’s space with one last little pat to his hip.
“Thanks,” the woman with the clipboard called. “We’ll send you a copy of the final cut. Thanks so much.”
Jensen nodded. “Thank you,” he said.
“Uh, yeah. Thanks,” Jared said and hastily followed Jensen back to the green room.
“Can I, can I give you my number?” Jared asked.
“Sure thing,” Jensen said. They got out their phones and traded numbers. “But I’m working on lining up a job that shoots in Vancouver.”
“Oh,” Jared said. He’d have to ask his agent about work in Vancouver then.
“I hope I’ll see you around,” he said. He felt like his heart was in his eyes.
Jensen nodded and smiled, and he was gone. But Jared had his number, and his name. Their paths would cross again - Jared would make sure of it.
EEEE! HE KNOWS THE EFFECT THOSE DIMPLES HAVE ON PEOPLE!
THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE!!! AND OMG OMG THEY'RE GONNA GO SHOOT FOR SUPERNATURAL AND BE ALL HEY YOU'RE THE STRANGER I KISSED AND OH HEY, LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GONNA BE DOING A SHOW TOGETHER... AS BROTHERS? AND THEN TOTALLY FALLING FOR EACH OTHER OMG OMG WRITE THE REST PLEASEEEE!
okay, shameless persuasion aside, this was totally adorable and i love the hint at supernatural and this is just so cute i fucking love it and it's beautiful and you're awesome :D
you're welcome! and you're totally right about not needing to write what happens next, that was just my greedy shipper heart needing MOAR, but with a clearer mind, I know your fic was perfect as is. :)
Awww. This is so feel-good. I love Jared not wanting to be a caveman all the time (somehow his resignation that sometimes he would be made it extra cute) and I love that we know they meet again!
One thing I really liked about this vid was how most of the folks started out feeling awkward and embarrassed, but by the end so many were hugging and smiling. so I wanted there to be a happy feel. And I thought it would be fun to set it right before Supernatural. Yet, that little bit of yearning seems to make it slightly better. :D
Eeeeeeeeeeeee!! *flails and runs in circles around the room* YES YES YES. This is exactly what I was dreaming of. Oh, all the descriptions of Jared being smitten by Jensen at first sight, Model perfect before, he was now incandescent. , all the sweetness and ease between them, and Jared thought this was man who would always hold him up, who would never let him fall.
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Jensen stepped in. Jared surreptitiously wiped his hands on his jeans and placed them lightly on Jensen’s shoulders. Jensen was solid. Not as tall as Jared, but pretty tall by most standards. And just so damn pretty.
Jensen darted a look at the camera. “This okay?”
The PA just gave them a thumbs up. Hell, maybe she was the director.
“Can I,” Jared said softly, “can I just look at you?” He blushed, and bit his lip, then blushed harder through his grin.
“Feast your eyes, man,” Jensen said, blinking slowly like he had before.
The bright lights on the soundstage brought out every freckle, and the green of his eyes was startling.
Jared licked his lips, and Jensen unconsciously reciprocated. Jensen’s hands were loose on Jared’s hips, like he was slow dancing with a girl.
Jared sent a prayer of thanks to whomever, lifted one hand to the back of Jensen’s head, and went in.
Those lips. God. They were sinful. No human being could have lips like that. They looked so soft, so full - and they were, but Jensen didn’t kiss like a girl - he was a man, and he kissed like a man. Jensen kissed him back, not fighting for control, but just slowing things down, suggesting, with the curve of his lips and the touch of a gentle tongue, that this might be something the two of them could savor.
Jared relaxed into Jensen’s kiss, giving himself over. He felt - taken care of. He’d never had a feeling quite like it in a kiss before. Usually, because he was so big, girls thought he’d be dominant, so he gave them what he thought they wanted - big, strong, aggressive - but it was acting, it felt like pretend, because he didn’t always want to be the caveman.
Now, this beautiful man had shifted just that much closer, deeper into his space, and Jared thought this was man who would always hold him up, who would never let him fall. Jensen pulled him in, angling them together with a quiet competence. This wasn’t a duel, it was a dance, and Jared felt like he was floating in Jensen’s arms, pulled tight against an athlete’s body.
Jared moaned a little, feeling a wave of heat flow through him, uncertain how far he could let this go in public.
Jensen’s hands tightened a little, and he started to pull back from the kiss. Jared followed, not ready to let go, wanting more, and Jensen gave, questing with his tongue, slipping lightly into Jared’s mouth, as if for a little taste.
Jared couldn’t hold back another little moan as Jensen’s tongue sweetly caressed his own, moving gracefully between his lips with a rhythm that made Jared want so much more.
Finally Jared knew he couldn’t let the kiss go any farther without embarrassing himself. Reluctantly, he pulled back from Jensen’s mouth, resting his forehead against Jensen’s, panting a little. He still had Jensen’s head in his hands, and he opened his eyes to stare into Jensen’s.
Jensen’s pupils were blown so black he looked stoned, but he blinked them closed and took a deep breath, letting it all out.
“Thanks, man,” he said, and stepped out of Jared’s space with one last little pat to his hip.
“Thanks,” the woman with the clipboard called. “We’ll send you a copy of the final cut. Thanks so much.”
Jensen nodded. “Thank you,” he said.
“Uh, yeah. Thanks,” Jared said and hastily followed Jensen back to the green room.
“Can I, can I give you my number?” Jared asked.
“Sure thing,” Jensen said. They got out their phones and traded numbers. “But I’m working on lining up a job that shoots in Vancouver.”
“Oh,” Jared said. He’d have to ask his agent about work in Vancouver then.
“I hope I’ll see you around,” he said. He felt like his heart was in his eyes.
Jensen nodded and smiled, and he was gone. But Jared had his number, and his name. Their paths would cross again - Jared would make sure of it.
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comment fic is my favorite thing. :D
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EEEE! HE KNOWS THE EFFECT THOSE DIMPLES HAVE ON PEOPLE!
THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE!!! AND OMG OMG THEY'RE GONNA GO SHOOT FOR SUPERNATURAL AND BE ALL HEY YOU'RE THE STRANGER I KISSED AND OH HEY, LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GONNA BE DOING A SHOW TOGETHER... AS BROTHERS? AND THEN TOTALLY FALLING FOR EACH OTHER OMG OMG WRITE THE REST PLEASEEEE!
okay, shameless persuasion aside, this was totally adorable and i love the hint at supernatural and this is just so cute i fucking love it and it's beautiful and you're awesome :D
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... but see, I don't have to write what happens next because WE ALREADY KNOW. Am polishing my tinhat again. :D
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also, a job that shoots in vancouver, heh. and jared's making heart-eyes. i love it.
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thanks so much for your lovely comment!
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One thing I really liked about this vid was how most of the folks started out feeling awkward and embarrassed, but by the end so many were hugging and smiling. so I wanted there to be a happy feel. And I thought it would be fun to set it right before Supernatural. Yet, that little bit of yearning seems to make it slightly better. :D
So glad you enjoyed!
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Their paths would cross again… HELL YES.
YOU ARE MY HERO, LISS!! THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
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One can only imagine the professionalism with which Jensen would approach a gig like this, but underneath it THE HOT. :D :D :D ...swoon!
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Squeeeeeee!!!! x
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:D
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