Ficlet: Laundry Day. Jensen/Jared preslash (if Jensen gets his way). PG-13
Since this will be the last I'll see of LJ until I've watched the new SPN episode sometime tomorrow evening (except to haunt the usual download places) my survival technique will probably mostly involve writing porn. So, working on drabbles and such but until then, here have some comment porn I wrote yesterday and forgot to post properly. Fixed it up a little bit but otherwise written straight into LJ last night. My very small and insignificant contribution to the fun fact that THEY'RE LIVING TOGETHER NOW!! (You know, even if it turns out it's all a big misunderstanding and not true it will be worth it for the awesome squee and numerous fic it's given us.)
Laundry Day
They divide the chores between them as equally as they can.
Jensen calls cooking (mostly to keep Jared from burning down the kitchen) and laundry, which leaves Jared with doing the dishes and vacuuming (including the shards from the numerous dishes he breaks). They take turns cleaning the toilet and mowing the lawn, walking the dogs and taking out the garbage. Buying groceries is more fun if they do it together, plus it keeps Jared from buying nothing but candy and Jensen from stuffing the cart full of "carbonless, sugarless, fatless and tasteless crap" as Jared so promptly names Jensen's choice of diet, otherwise known as vegetables.
Jensen used to hate cooking until he met Jared. Jared says it's because Jensen didn't know how to enjoy the simple and fatty pleasures of life until Jared showed him how. Jensen pokes Jared's stomach and says "Simple sure, but you're not that fat, Jare," and ducks from Jared's giant hand swatting at his head. Silently he thinks Jared's right. Just watching Jared eat is a pleasure in itself. Knowing it's his cooking that makes Jared grin and moan around his fork like that... well, that's just gravy.
Laundry Jensen picked for a slightly different reason. Jared says it's because he's a pervert that likes fondling other people's underwear. Jared can be so twelve sometimes. Jared is also... not wrong.
Ok, stop. No. Nonono. It's not like that. Jensen doesn't, you know, like, sniff Jared's dirty undies, ok? He doesn't. Except yeah, maybe he does. Occasionally. Like it has happened but it's not a fetish or anything. And really, Jared changes underwear every day so it's not like they stink of pee or have skidmarks, alright? They just smell like...
Ok, fine. They smell like Jared. More specifically Jared's cock. There, he said it. Jensen Ackles likes the smell of Jared's cock. Nothing wrong with that. It's perfectly normal for a healthy young American semi-straight male to like the smell of other men's sexual organs. He bets Sandy used to do that too, you know when she was Jared's girlfriend slash fiancée slash beard. (The beard part is more of a guess. A pretty sure guess, Jensen thinks. Hopes. Possibly wrote on a fan forum under the name Jaredslovepuppy78. Not that anyone will ever be able to prove that was him. If he'd done such a thing. Which he didn't. Really. Shut up.) Bottom line is, Jensen is not a sicko. He's not. He's just...
Oh God, he's an underwear sniffing pervert! What the hell is wrong with him?
Groaning Jensen buries his head in his hands. His hands that just happen to be clutching Jared's Spongebob Squarepants silk boxers. The ones he'd been wearing last night when they were slouching on the couch, watching some stupid zombie movie and Jared had reached down and scratched his balls and...
...
Oh great. Now Jensen has to wash his underwear too.
Maybe he can wash them together...
Laundry Day
They divide the chores between them as equally as they can.
Jensen calls cooking (mostly to keep Jared from burning down the kitchen) and laundry, which leaves Jared with doing the dishes and vacuuming (including the shards from the numerous dishes he breaks). They take turns cleaning the toilet and mowing the lawn, walking the dogs and taking out the garbage. Buying groceries is more fun if they do it together, plus it keeps Jared from buying nothing but candy and Jensen from stuffing the cart full of "carbonless, sugarless, fatless and tasteless crap" as Jared so promptly names Jensen's choice of diet, otherwise known as vegetables.
Jensen used to hate cooking until he met Jared. Jared says it's because Jensen didn't know how to enjoy the simple and fatty pleasures of life until Jared showed him how. Jensen pokes Jared's stomach and says "Simple sure, but you're not that fat, Jare," and ducks from Jared's giant hand swatting at his head. Silently he thinks Jared's right. Just watching Jared eat is a pleasure in itself. Knowing it's his cooking that makes Jared grin and moan around his fork like that... well, that's just gravy.
Laundry Jensen picked for a slightly different reason. Jared says it's because he's a pervert that likes fondling other people's underwear. Jared can be so twelve sometimes. Jared is also... not wrong.
Ok, stop. No. Nonono. It's not like that. Jensen doesn't, you know, like, sniff Jared's dirty undies, ok? He doesn't. Except yeah, maybe he does. Occasionally. Like it has happened but it's not a fetish or anything. And really, Jared changes underwear every day so it's not like they stink of pee or have skidmarks, alright? They just smell like...
Ok, fine. They smell like Jared. More specifically Jared's cock. There, he said it. Jensen Ackles likes the smell of Jared's cock. Nothing wrong with that. It's perfectly normal for a healthy young American semi-straight male to like the smell of other men's sexual organs. He bets Sandy used to do that too, you know when she was Jared's girlfriend slash fiancée slash beard. (The beard part is more of a guess. A pretty sure guess, Jensen thinks. Hopes. Possibly wrote on a fan forum under the name Jaredslovepuppy78. Not that anyone will ever be able to prove that was him. If he'd done such a thing. Which he didn't. Really. Shut up.) Bottom line is, Jensen is not a sicko. He's not. He's just...
Oh God, he's an underwear sniffing pervert! What the hell is wrong with him?
Groaning Jensen buries his head in his hands. His hands that just happen to be clutching Jared's Spongebob Squarepants silk boxers. The ones he'd been wearing last night when they were slouching on the couch, watching some stupid zombie movie and Jared had reached down and scratched his balls and...
...
Oh great. Now Jensen has to wash his underwear too.
Maybe he can wash them together...