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Today is a surprisingly light day. I've had my morning coffee. And am in a delightfully wonderful mood, so ... I wanna timestamp, just short commentfics.
Promt me a few words and a verse from here.
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Promt me a few words and a verse from here.
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His heart threatened to tear right out of his chest with the panic of Jensen in danger, of the giant milling over him and reaching for him. He shucked his feet back on Harley to speed them up but Harley didn’t move an inch. His legs spun round but he could only gallop in place, keeping them far from Jensen no matter what Jared shouted or how hard he pulled on Harley’s hair.
As Mildred reached for Jensen, Jared shouted for him, and continued to until his yell ran itself out, leaving his throat dry and raspy as he fought to continue screaming for Jensen.
Hey, come on!
Jared jerked up to darkness draping him and making his panic rise. Feeling hands on him did nothing to calm him, and he flinched away until Jensen’s voice broke through.
“Jared, it’s okay, c’mere,” Jensen rushed out, grabbing hold of Jared and pulling him in.
Heart still running wildly, mind reeling even as his eyes adjusted to the darkness of what he suddenly realized as their bedroom, Jared slowly moved to Jensen. He slid down in the bed and used Jensen’s shoulder as a pillow as Jensen drew the comforter over them.
Jared couldn’t shut his eyes, no matter how soothing Jensen’s hands across his back were or how steady Jensen’s breathing was. He stared clear across the room as Jensen stroked over his back and pushed damp hair away from his face.
“Been having a lot of bad dreams lately,” Jensen murmured at his forehead. “You okay?”
He somehow managed a yeah, I’m fine and was able to keep Jensen away from questioning too much.
It all happened the next three, and Jensen prodded a bit more each time.
Night four, after Jared witnessed the horror of Mildred turning from Jensen and grabbing hold of Jared, rattling him as Jared could hear every rib crack, Jensen sighed and squeezed his arms around Jared’s shoulders. “Another bad dream?”
“Not a dream,” Jared admitted quietly. Even as he knew what he was seeing, he couldn’t bear to say the words, especially after taking so long to acknowledge Jensen’s story.
“What is it?” Jensen asked, pulling back to look Jared in the eyes.
“I keep seeing it.” Jensen lightly shook his head in confusion and Jared swallowed hard. “Cassidonia.”
Jensen searched Jared’s eyes and he held Jared’s cheek, giving a small squeeze. “You sure?”
“It looks so real,” Jared mumbled, eyes tight to Jensen’s. “It’s all real, isn’t it?”
“I’m pretty sure,” Jensen whispered back.
Jared slid down in the bed, pulling Jensen right with him, and tucked his head under Jensen’s chin. He couldn’t care for how small he felt; he needed Jensen right with him.
“Tell me the good parts,” Jared asked, closing his eyes and waiting for Jensen’s low voice. “Tell me how we met.”
Jensen stroked his hand over Jared’s hand, threading fingers through his hair. “You were a noble man,” he started.
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