Hot Fun in the Summertime Sam/Dean & J2 Comment-fic Meme
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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"Just, you know, give me an idea. What do I need?"
"Google this shit, Jensen. I have babies to sit." Et tu, Mack.
After failing to bribe and threaten her into helpfulness, Jensen turned his laptop on.
At least google won't laugh at him.
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Armed with a homemade Do-It-Yourself pedicure kit (nail clipper, loofah and moisturizer. God bless google) and a bucket of warm, soapy water, Jensen made his way to where Jared was sleeping open-mouthed by the pool. He was snoring and drooling, and Jensen wondered why that made him want to smoosh his cheeks and wake him with a kiss. This new found gayness was fucking with his mind.
Jensen put the stuff down, took out the clipper and got to work. Or he would have anyway if Jared didn't choose that exact moment to shift his legs in his sleep, upsetting the bucket of water with a clang, which in turn woke him up from his afternoon slumber.
Jared awoke to the sight of a startled Jensen holding a nail clipper, hands poised as if to attack his toenails.
"What the fuck?" asked an adorably sleepy Jared. And seriously? Jensen seriously needed to put a leash on his thoughts.
"Um," Jensen began eloquently. He made a half-assed attempt at hiding the clipper by closing his hands around it.
"Were you going to clip my toenails?" Jared then spotted the rest of the contents of Jensen's Do-It-Yourself pedicure kit and sat up, looking at Jensen with amusement.
"Maybe?" Jensen didn't know the proper protocol to give his unsuspecting best friend a surprise pedicure. Maybe he had crossed some lines. Please don't hate me, he thought to himself.
Jared chuckled, a fond look in his eyes. "I won't." Apparently he had said that last part out loud.
"I was going to give you a pedicure. Your toes are beautiful. They deserve a pedicure!" Jensen blurted out before his brain could catch up with his mouth. Fucking Jared with his fucking adorable dimples.
Jared started laughing. For real, this time.
Jensen sat back and tried to assess the damage. He didn't think he had scarred Jared for life. Jared wouldn't be laughing his ass off at his expense if he had, would he?
Then suddenly Jared was right there, in his personal space, a question in his eyes. Jensen thought, this is it. He plucked up all the courage he could find and took the dive. He caught the corner of Jared's lips and felt Jared smile against his lips. This is it.
Jared pulled away. The kiss had gone on for not longer than 6 seconds, and Jensen would be worried if Jared wasn't grinning like he had won the lottery.
Jared lied down on the hard floor again, hands behind his head, propping his legs up on Jensen's lap and wiggling his toes.
"Well, come on then. These beauties deserve a pedicure. But I don't put out that easy. You need to wine and dine me," Jared said.
"Shut up. You're easy."
Jared just shoved his toes at Jensen's face in answer.
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Thank you. ;u;
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