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People are posting on LJ, it is so much fun :D
I'm also terribly bored at work, and anticipate I will be tomorrow, too, so I'm offering up commentfic timestamps!!
RULES
1. Name a verse from my Master List2. Give a short prompt ( Read more... )
I'm also terribly bored at work, and anticipate I will be tomorrow, too, so I'm offering up commentfic timestamps!!
RULES
1. Name a verse from my Master List2. Give a short prompt ( Read more... )
"Stop it," he mumbles into his hands.
It'd been a rough case ... one of the roughest in a while, even when their suspect was an easy catch. A little girl left behind by a single mother only interested in child support. He didn't want to relive what had happened as she slowly starved to death in a near-empty apartment, but he had to ... and now he was going to live with the scenes for the rest of his life.
There's a poke, a prod of nagging comfort hitting him a bit deeper, and Jensen is not up for Misha to stick around. "Just go home," he groans.
Instantly, he senses Misha retracting then disappearing all together. Just a few moments later, though, the soothing and nudging returns, and Jensen sighs loudly. "I told you to stop it!"
A cold shock runs through his system, and when he looks up, Jared stands just a few feet away.
"I didn't ..." Jared says awkwardly.
"No, it's fine," he replies. He covers his face with just one hand this time and can see how Jared shifts in place.
"It doesn't sound fine."
"It's not," Jensen admits. "This case, it's just ..."
"I heard. That's why I came."
Jensen drops his hand and watches Jared standing there so earnest yet nervous. It reminds him of the rough patch they had on the way to becoming something, together. He doesn't want that again, so he glances around the bullpen and when he notes that they're empty, he tugs a nearby chair next to him and makes Jared take it.
They don't say a word as they sit shoulder to shoulder. Jensen wonders if Jared can sense Jensen's pain just as Jensen can pick up on Jared's softer, sympathetic nature. Either way, the warmth of Jared's concern, the gentle drape of his affection, it all eases Jensen's anxiety and torment.
It doesn't go completely away, but it's enough that Jensen can think straight, can compartmentalize the case for the here and now. He can accept the notion that someone cares for him, and he needs them, just as they wish to be needed. And more importantly, he appreciates their place in his life and accepts it.
"You hungry?" Jensen asks quietly.
"Yeah," Jared replies just as softly. After a long silence, he asks, "You want to talk about it?"
"Talk about my feelings? I'd rather eat them."
Jared shifts towards him, eyes searching Jensen's, mouth setting in a small smile. "Okay."
Jensen blinks, amazed and comforted that Jared lets it go. "Thank you."
"Anytime."
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Love this! ♥ And I miss these guys . . .
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