Fic: Put Your Head on My Shoulder
Title: Put Your Head on My Shoulder
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG
Summary: A bit of a quarrel, a sprained ankle, and Jensen passes out.
AN: Written for xwacky.
They barely fight, or even quarrel. But this time Jensen just can’t understand. Jared is so hardheaded. He won’t listen to whatever Jensen has to say.
So Jensen decides he won’t listen, either.
“Jensen, wait!”
He knows Jared’s trying to reach out to him from behind but Jensen has had enough, and he walks on.
“Come on, man. You can’t-”
Jensen turns sideways; keeps walking. “What? What can’t I do? Tell me, Jare. Tell me now so I can…”
But all of a sudden, he hears a loud crack and a sharp pain shots up from his ankle. Jensen hardly realizes it when he suddenly ends up crumpled on the sidewalk.
“Jensen!”
Jared’s panicked face is mere inches from his eyes before Jensen looks down at his already swelling ankle. Damn the pair of slippers. Jensen wonders absently why he isn’t wearing his shoes this time.
“Jensen, say something.”
Jensen frowns uncomprehendingly but the memory of Jared’s face returns to him. A pained whimper comes out of his mouth before he can stop himself.
“I - I’m fine.” Jensen scrambles up.
“Jen, can you walk or should I get a cab?”
“W-walk. I’m - okay, Jared.”
Yet Jensen can’t help but feel shaky as he rises. His sight darkens and he flails in Jared’s direction.
“Jay… Jared.”
Jared’s hand closes in on tightly around his upper arm. “Jesus, Jen. You look so pale. I’m calling the cab.”
“No. I can…” At that time, his legs choose to buckle beneath him and everything is lost on him.
… until he wakes up to the soft rumbling of a car and Jared’s heavy yet comforting arm around his shoulder. Jensen shifts a little.
“Jare…?”
“Ssh.” Jared pushes his head back to rest on his shoulder. “I got you. We’ll be home soon. I’ll put on some ice and bind your ankle so it won’t get more swollen.”
Jensen sighs, wincing at the throbbing on his injured foot. There is no way their earlier argument will settle soon. But that’s the last thing in his mind right now. Jared is here with him, taking care of him. That’s all that matters. Jensen snuggles closer to Jared and takes a deep breath as his eyes flutter close.
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Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG
Summary: A bit of a quarrel, a sprained ankle, and Jensen passes out.
AN: Written for xwacky.
They barely fight, or even quarrel. But this time Jensen just can’t understand. Jared is so hardheaded. He won’t listen to whatever Jensen has to say.
So Jensen decides he won’t listen, either.
“Jensen, wait!”
He knows Jared’s trying to reach out to him from behind but Jensen has had enough, and he walks on.
“Come on, man. You can’t-”
Jensen turns sideways; keeps walking. “What? What can’t I do? Tell me, Jare. Tell me now so I can…”
But all of a sudden, he hears a loud crack and a sharp pain shots up from his ankle. Jensen hardly realizes it when he suddenly ends up crumpled on the sidewalk.
“Jensen!”
Jared’s panicked face is mere inches from his eyes before Jensen looks down at his already swelling ankle. Damn the pair of slippers. Jensen wonders absently why he isn’t wearing his shoes this time.
“Jensen, say something.”
Jensen frowns uncomprehendingly but the memory of Jared’s face returns to him. A pained whimper comes out of his mouth before he can stop himself.
“I - I’m fine.” Jensen scrambles up.
“Jen, can you walk or should I get a cab?”
“W-walk. I’m - okay, Jared.”
Yet Jensen can’t help but feel shaky as he rises. His sight darkens and he flails in Jared’s direction.
“Jay… Jared.”
Jared’s hand closes in on tightly around his upper arm. “Jesus, Jen. You look so pale. I’m calling the cab.”
“No. I can…” At that time, his legs choose to buckle beneath him and everything is lost on him.
… until he wakes up to the soft rumbling of a car and Jared’s heavy yet comforting arm around his shoulder. Jensen shifts a little.
“Jare…?”
“Ssh.” Jared pushes his head back to rest on his shoulder. “I got you. We’ll be home soon. I’ll put on some ice and bind your ankle so it won’t get more swollen.”
Jensen sighs, wincing at the throbbing on his injured foot. There is no way their earlier argument will settle soon. But that’s the last thing in his mind right now. Jared is here with him, taking care of him. That’s all that matters. Jensen snuggles closer to Jared and takes a deep breath as his eyes flutter close.
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