Ficlet: Better (Jansis, Jake POV, request fic for Ailene)
Title: Better
Author: Kat/freakykat
Pairing/Characters: Jake/Van
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 430
Spoilers/Warnings: Um...it gets crowded and hot at soap events? lol. I don't know if that's a spoiler or a warning.
Summary: Van makes everything better.
Disclaimer: I don't know either Jake or Van. This is entirely from my crazy RPS-ing mind. Not real. NOT. No offense meant so if this ain't your thing, don't read, please. Also, I make no money from this. Thanks.
Author's Notes: Request fic from bluejeanbaby01 - Jansis/cuddle explanation. Um...that request lead into a WHOLE other fic that is taking forever so I regrouped and ended up writing this. It's not the brilliance you come up with but I hope you like it, baby.
Better
He really needed some air.
Jake smiled, tilting his head to one side as he listened, pushing away that itching under his skin. He loved his fans and he loved these events, but sometimes…
It got to be too much.
The room full of people, the darkness, the loud screams and laughter - it was a weight on his chest making it hard to breathe.
All he needed was a minute - some quiet to think - and he’d be fine.
But a minute wasn’t something he had.
They were here to see him… them, and he knew what that meant, the importance of it. So he could stand here, pay attention, give back what they gave to him.
Even if he ended up passing out.
His eyes glanced around for blond hair, listened in the background for that big sound of laughter that was his best friend. If he could find Van, it would be okay. Van always made it easier, better.
Turning his attention back to the story Lib was telling about Van, he tried to smile as she spoke, and then he felt it - heat and solid - on his arm.
Van’s voice right in his ear, full of laughter and warmth.
“I totally heard my name. What is he telling you about me, Lib?”
“Actually, she was regaling me with some of your early shenanigans, Hansis.”
He turned his head and brown-almost-hazel eyes met his, narrowing for a second before crinkling at the corners. They looked away as Van listened to the rest of the story, and when it was done, they all laughed.
And then Van’s head fell softly on his shoulder, hot breath on Jake’s skin, one arm curling around his neck, rubbing gently at the knots there.
He tensed for a moment, Van’s fingers digging into bunched muscles at his shoulders, sending sparks tingling over his skin. The itching subsided, became less. It was easier to stand still. Better now.
His breath held for a second and then he expelled it slowly, that tightness in his chest loosening as he did. His eyes stayed on Lib, and he grinned when she started another story. Leaning slightly into Van, he felt his steady presence and threw one arm over Van’s shoulders, taking in the warmth.
His head touched Van’s gently and he flexed his hand over hard muscle. Van squeezed back, nuzzled into his side just a little, and Jake felt the last of the tension fall away.
Gone, like it had never been.
He took a breath.
Definitely better.
End.
Hope everyone enjoyed it! On to the next.
Author: Kat/freakykat
Pairing/Characters: Jake/Van
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 430
Spoilers/Warnings: Um...it gets crowded and hot at soap events? lol. I don't know if that's a spoiler or a warning.
Summary: Van makes everything better.
Disclaimer: I don't know either Jake or Van. This is entirely from my crazy RPS-ing mind. Not real. NOT. No offense meant so if this ain't your thing, don't read, please. Also, I make no money from this. Thanks.
Author's Notes: Request fic from bluejeanbaby01 - Jansis/cuddle explanation. Um...that request lead into a WHOLE other fic that is taking forever so I regrouped and ended up writing this. It's not the brilliance you come up with but I hope you like it, baby.
Better
He really needed some air.
Jake smiled, tilting his head to one side as he listened, pushing away that itching under his skin. He loved his fans and he loved these events, but sometimes…
It got to be too much.
The room full of people, the darkness, the loud screams and laughter - it was a weight on his chest making it hard to breathe.
All he needed was a minute - some quiet to think - and he’d be fine.
But a minute wasn’t something he had.
They were here to see him… them, and he knew what that meant, the importance of it. So he could stand here, pay attention, give back what they gave to him.
Even if he ended up passing out.
His eyes glanced around for blond hair, listened in the background for that big sound of laughter that was his best friend. If he could find Van, it would be okay. Van always made it easier, better.
Turning his attention back to the story Lib was telling about Van, he tried to smile as she spoke, and then he felt it - heat and solid - on his arm.
Van’s voice right in his ear, full of laughter and warmth.
“I totally heard my name. What is he telling you about me, Lib?”
“Actually, she was regaling me with some of your early shenanigans, Hansis.”
He turned his head and brown-almost-hazel eyes met his, narrowing for a second before crinkling at the corners. They looked away as Van listened to the rest of the story, and when it was done, they all laughed.
And then Van’s head fell softly on his shoulder, hot breath on Jake’s skin, one arm curling around his neck, rubbing gently at the knots there.
He tensed for a moment, Van’s fingers digging into bunched muscles at his shoulders, sending sparks tingling over his skin. The itching subsided, became less. It was easier to stand still. Better now.
His breath held for a second and then he expelled it slowly, that tightness in his chest loosening as he did. His eyes stayed on Lib, and he grinned when she started another story. Leaning slightly into Van, he felt his steady presence and threw one arm over Van’s shoulders, taking in the warmth.
His head touched Van’s gently and he flexed his hand over hard muscle. Van squeezed back, nuzzled into his side just a little, and Jake felt the last of the tension fall away.
Gone, like it had never been.
He took a breath.
Definitely better.
End.
Hope everyone enjoyed it! On to the next.