Hot Fun in the Summertime Sam/Dean & J2 Comment-fic Meme

[deirdre_c]

It was a close race in the polling, but the SUMMERTIME theme won out. So in honor of all of you authors who finished Big Bang stories and all of you artists who chose one from the bunch yesterday, and also in honor of my seventh straight day of posting, I GIVE YOU:

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[deirdre_c]

Jensen is newly hired as a tennis instructor at a local swim club, and he really wants to do well on the job, but keeps getting distracted by this one lifeguard.

[eboniorchid]

SLIGHTLY BACKWARDS, BUT WHATEVER - FOR YOU, BB!

[eboniorchid]

Something yellow-green cut through Jensen's vision briefly and he frowned before realization smacked him. Shit! He dove for the ball but it had already gone out of bounds. He shook his head as he walked over to get it, trying to figure out what he'd been thinking, but he hadn't been thinking at all

[eboniorchid]

"Yeah.  I'm just- ..."

"Did you actually drink any of that water?"

"What?"  Jensen blinked at him, his tongue found but his mind somewhat muddled.

"This."  The man lifted the water bottle and the hand holding it up enough for Jensen to see that it was still basically full.  "I saw you out there, with that girl and by the pool.  You've gotta be overheated.  I could go through two of these an hour!"

More blinking.  Jensen opened his mouth, but found that the only thing that came out was a slightly startled sound of not-quite-protest as he was dragged into the staff locker room.  Which was deserted.  He absolutely did not think about all the various potential uses for an empty private room right then, especially not one with benches and towels and showers and things of that nature.  Being maneuvered to sitting by someone else's really unnaturally large hands probably wasn't helping

[deirdre_c]

Sam wants to do something nice for Dean, so he grabs a bucket and hose and gives the Impala a thorough wash.

[deceptivemirror]

FILL: Sudsy Kindness

If it got any hotter, Sam swore internally that he'd walk around naked, no matter how loud Dean screamed about going blind from his whiteness. Screw Dean; Sam was not the white one in this family. As it was, he was wearing what he considered the ultimate bare minimum, which was a threadbare pair of black boxers that he probably should have thrown out about three years ago, and an equally transparent white t-shirt that might have fit him back when he was at college. He hadn't exactly neglected his physical regimen in college, but he was also nowhere near as in shape as he was now.

Arizona just wasn't an ideal place to summer over while searching for their next gig. The locals considered a cool day during this time of year one that had temps measuring in the low 100s. Sam would have to go thirty degrees below that before he'd consider it a pleasant day

[deceptivemirror]

FILL: Sudsy Kindness, cont'dThere wasn't any real kind of shade around, and the shadow the house itself cast wasn't anywhere near the Impala at the moment, though Dean had initially parked the car to take advantage of that shadow. Sam located the hose and hooked it up to the house faucet before he uncoiled it and cranked it up. The dirt around the car immediately turned into mud, but Sam couldn't have cared less since it was mercifully cool against his overheated feet. He briskly doused the car, disgusted despite himself when the water came off the car mud-colored, then doused it again before he wet the shirt, put some soap on it, and started scrubbing. He leaned against the driver-side door panel, trying his best to get the roof scrubbed clean, heedless of the soapy water wetting his chest and the boxers, before he moved down the side of the car, bending over to make sure he got some of the ever-present dirt out of the wheel wells and the rims. He traveled to the trunk, being sure to wipe down the chrome tail-lights, and leaned

[fiercelynormal]

Mhmmm, and who can blame Dean for being distracted at the sight of wet Sam?? Love it!

[deirdre_c]

J2AU: two guys at the park, each pushing his niece/nephew on the swings

[fourtenpm]

Fill: Play dateIt was the first day that felt like summer after a long cold spring, the playground was full of kids and their squeals and laughters. Sadly, little Josh just moved here and didn't know anybody yet, so uncle Jared had to play football, then tag, with him. That was, until another little boy got sucked in their game of tag and started running after them. Jared saw his out then and there, and stepped out of the game at a strategic point, when the boys were chasing each other up and down a slide. He retreated to a patch of the sun under an oak, pulled out his cell phone to give his paper due coming Monday a last read through

[dugindeep]

So cute!

[fourtenpm]

thank u!

[cloex_brosluvr]

J2
One is mowing the lawn, shirtless, while the other one watches but is so busy ogling him, that his ice cream starts dripping. :D

FILLED: Cool Ice Cream Gets Messy

[dugindeep]

Eating ice cream while standing in one's kitchen is not a noble activity. Jensen had planned to take his dessert into the living room to finish watching the Real Housewives Reunion that he'll forever blame Danneel for DVRing (and make sure to not delete so she doesn't know he touched his roommate's recordings), but he can't help that he's currently distracted by the site in the backyard

[cloex_brosluvr]

Oooh thank you! This is perfect! :D

[dugindeep]

You're welcome! :D

[deirdre_c]

Jared insists on wearing flip flops everywhere, so Jensen insists on giving him a pedicure.

[cherie_morte]

#gay

[deirdre_c]

#prettymuch

[glovered]

I love you