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Stolen from various people: the WIP meme: post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.
He seems younger, more childlike somehow, but still at the same time there are moments when Jared looks into Jensen's eyes and the depth he sees there are filled with centuries of wariness.
Jensen is so used to being the weird one in a sea of normal that it hadn’t even occurred to him that this place, this school, is made up of the odd ones, the ones that probably never fit into any group no matter what school they came from.
When they get home Jared heads straight for bed but Jensen stands for over an hour in the bathroom, staring at his face in the mirror, and tries to figure out where he ends and Dean begins.
Someone is saying ‘He’s awake!’ and ‘Jensen, can you hear me?’ but it sounds like an old 45 played at a 78’s speed, slow and moaning and it makes him think he must be dreaming.
“I thought we were the Hardy boys,” Jared says with a frown and Jensen falls into a fit of giggles, snorting “Hardy” and coughing sweet smoke out of his nostrils as Jared steals his joint.
Even if Jared towered over the man by a good four inches, Jensen Ackles, with his piercing green eyes and clenched jaw, wasn’t someone he’d like to meet in a dark alley.
“I’m not going to drop to my knees and suck you in front of my mom, Jen,” Jared says frustrated, “so I think you’re pretty safe from being outed.”
He tightens the hold on the coffee cup in his hand but he can feel it slipping through his sweaty fingers, his heart beating insanely fast in his chest and however much he tries he can’t catch his breath.
“I know, you thought you’d get married and have lots of gay little Sasquatches with doe eyes and duck lips, running around in rainbow clothes.”
He gets this irrational fear that it really means Jensen is pushing him out of his life, that if he walks out that door that’s the end of everything.
“Or possibly bi because there was you and I loved you, I really did, and before that it was Becky and she was nice but now I’m all in love with this guy and he’s definitely not a girl even if he can be kinda girly but…”
They sit in comfortable silence, munching on pizza as Leonardo di Caprio slowly turns into an icicle, and then whoop loudly when he finally slips into the water.
And these are just the J2 ones. *g*
He seems younger, more childlike somehow, but still at the same time there are moments when Jared looks into Jensen's eyes and the depth he sees there are filled with centuries of wariness.
Jensen is so used to being the weird one in a sea of normal that it hadn’t even occurred to him that this place, this school, is made up of the odd ones, the ones that probably never fit into any group no matter what school they came from.
When they get home Jared heads straight for bed but Jensen stands for over an hour in the bathroom, staring at his face in the mirror, and tries to figure out where he ends and Dean begins.
Someone is saying ‘He’s awake!’ and ‘Jensen, can you hear me?’ but it sounds like an old 45 played at a 78’s speed, slow and moaning and it makes him think he must be dreaming.
“I thought we were the Hardy boys,” Jared says with a frown and Jensen falls into a fit of giggles, snorting “Hardy” and coughing sweet smoke out of his nostrils as Jared steals his joint.
Even if Jared towered over the man by a good four inches, Jensen Ackles, with his piercing green eyes and clenched jaw, wasn’t someone he’d like to meet in a dark alley.
“I’m not going to drop to my knees and suck you in front of my mom, Jen,” Jared says frustrated, “so I think you’re pretty safe from being outed.”
He tightens the hold on the coffee cup in his hand but he can feel it slipping through his sweaty fingers, his heart beating insanely fast in his chest and however much he tries he can’t catch his breath.
“I know, you thought you’d get married and have lots of gay little Sasquatches with doe eyes and duck lips, running around in rainbow clothes.”
He gets this irrational fear that it really means Jensen is pushing him out of his life, that if he walks out that door that’s the end of everything.
“Or possibly bi because there was you and I loved you, I really did, and before that it was Becky and she was nice but now I’m all in love with this guy and he’s definitely not a girl even if he can be kinda girly but…”
They sit in comfortable silence, munching on pizza as Leonardo di Caprio slowly turns into an icicle, and then whoop loudly when he finally slips into the water.
And these are just the J2 ones. *g*