Fumbling Towards Ecstasy
Fumbling Towards Ecstasy
Chapter Four
Chapter Wordcount: 1900
“Alright, I’ve got pizza, beer, soda, candy and…extra controllers,” Jared said, crashing his way through Jensen’s front door.
“Took you long enough,” Jensen grinned, walking over to help him with the mass of supplies he had in his arms.
“Shut up Shmack.”
Tareena just leaned her hip against the doorway to the kitchen and smirked.
“Thanks for the help,” Jensen said sarcastically as he carried the four pizza boxes over to the counter.
“No problem,” she smiled.
Jared was humming something, opening up the pizza box and hauling out two stringy slices before walking over to the living room.
“You drop that shit on my carpet and I swear to god you’re gonna wake up bald Padalecki!”
“Shum ump,” Jared mumbled around a mouth full of cheese and crust.
Tareena grinned, grabbing a piece before following.
Jensen rolled his eyes but turned around and did the exact same thing.
“Alright,” Jared grinned, rubbing his hands together as he slipped ‘Halo’ into the system.
Tareena kicked back on the couch behind them.
“Here ya go,” Jared said, holding out a controller.
“Uh…no.”
“Oh come on!” he whined.
“Are you kidding me?” she smiled, “I haven’t played video games since I was in middle school…I think I’ll pass on being slaughtered, but thanks.”
“It’s not that hard!” he said, grinning wide.
“Ha! Yea right, I tried to play TimeSplitters once with my friends…yeaaa, that didn’t turn out too well. Gimme a controller that’s got two buttons and a directional pad and I’m good. But three joy sticks and a dozen buttons? Dude, you don’t even have that many fingers.”
Jensen laughed, cramming the rest of his pizza in his mouth, wiping his hands on his pants and picking up his controller.
“Come on, we’ll go easy on you.”
She laughed, “No thanks, I think I’ll just watch.”
“Fine,” Jared whined, starting up the game.
Tareena hopped off the couch, headed for the kitchen, smiling as Jared cussed Jensen out behind her.
“Hey baby girl!” Jensen called.
She popped her head back out of the kitchen and arched her eyebrow.
“Excuse me?”
“Can you get me a beer?” he grinned.
“Do I look like your waitress?”
“Please?” he asked, sticking out his lip.
“Oh don’t you dare…”
He grinned, still trying to keep up the puppy dog look.
“Hey Jared honey,” she grinned, still looking at Jensen.
“Yea,” he asked, pausing his game to look up at her.
“You want a beer sweetheart?” she smiled.
“Uh…sure, thanks,” he grinned.
She winked, shooting a look at Jensen as she disappeared back into the kitchen.
“Did you just call her baby girl?” Jared asked, finally catching up to the conversation, turning his head to look at Jensen in confusion.
Jensen just laughed before she came back out, two sweating beer bottles in her hand.
She handed one to Jared, smirking at Jensen when he held his hand out and stepped over him to get to the couch.
He had half a smirk, half a pout on his face as he watched Jared play his game and felt her lay back down on the couch behind him, dropping his empty hand back into his lap.
He had kind of asked for it.
He felt something cold and wet come down on his shoulder and turned his head to see her smirking at him, bottle rolling across his shirt.
He just grinned, reaching up to take it from her.
“Thanks.”
“Uh huh,” she grinned.
“Hey…Tareena,” Jensen said softly, shaking her leg.
“Hmm?” she asked, cracking her eyes open to see Jared sprawled out over the floor in a twisted position she was sure he was gonna regret in the morning.
“Why don’t you go lay down in the guest room, it’s a hell of a lot more comfortable than the couch.”
She turned away from Jared’s snores to blink at Jensen where he was crouched down by her knees.
“Uh, thanks…but I, I should go back to the hostel,” she mumbled, rubbing her hand across her face.
“No way, we’re all dead and I’m not about to let you drive half way across town when there’s a perfectly good bed here.”
“Let Jared use it, I’m fine.”
“Jared can use the couch.”
“The couch isn’t even big enough for him.”
“He’s done it before.”
She rolled her eyes, sitting up and digging at her eyes.
“Thanks, but I should just go.”
“Oh come on,” he whispered, “Don’t make me pout at you.”
She dropped her hand and glared at him.
“Come on,” he chuckled.
She groaned but smiled, “Fine.”
“Here ya go,” Jensen said, holding out a pair of pajama pants. “More comfortable to sleep in than jeans.”
She eyed the grey fabric in his hand before looking back up at him again.
“They’re clean, promise,” he smiled, “I don’t wear ‘em much anymore.”
“Thanks,” she grinned, taking them from him and disappearing into the bathroom.
She heard Jensen in the kitchen and headed in that direction to get a glass of water.
She stopped just in the doorway, biting her tongue to keep from laughing.
“What?” Jensen asked, lowering his own glass of water to the counter.
She shook her head, trying not to bust out laughing. “Just a…just an inside joke, between me and my friend.”
Jensen’s eyebrow arched, mouth tugging up into a grin. “What?”
“I’m…I’m in your pants,” she grinned, snorting back laughter.
He chuckled deep in his chest, trying to stay quite. “Yea…I guess you are.”
She shook her head, taking a glass from the cabinet and filling it at the faucet.
“Tell ya what,” he said, heading back towards the hallway. “You can keep ‘em,” he winked, kissing her on the tip of the nose before heading to bed. “Night baby girl,” he grinned, laughing when she glared at him over the rim of her glass.
“That better be bacon I smell,” she said, running her hands through her hair as she hopped up onto the stool next to where Jared was already shoveling scrambled eggs into his mouth.
“Sure is, you want some eggs?” Jensen asked turning around from the stove.
“Thanks,” she grinned.
“Seriously?” she asked, eyeing Jared like he was an animal as he stopped long enough to breathe between bites and looked at her.
“What?”
“Nothing,” she grinned, taking a glass of milk from Jensen when he offered. “Thanks,” she smiled.
“Dude!”
Jensen and Tareena both paused to look over at Jared who was staring at her.
He pointed a finger in her face before whipping his head back around to stare at Jensen.
“You let her borrow your pants?”
Tareena snorted, trying to hold back a laugh as Jensen chuckled.
“You don’t even let me borrow your pants!”
“Oh god,” she giggled.
“You borrow my pants and they’ll never fit me again,” Jensen grinned, waving a spatula at him.
Jared stared at him wide eyed for a minute.
“Okay, true,” he shrugged, going back to his food.
Tareena just rolled her eyes.
“So whatdyou wanna do today?” Jensen asked around his own mouthful of eggs.
Tareena looked up at him, then over at Jared and back to Jensen.
“You talking to me?”
“Yea,” he grinned. “It’s the weekend, we actually have time to do something besides drag your butt all over set.”
She shrugged, sipping her milk. “Doesn’t matter.”
“We should take her to see some of the places we’ve filmed, she’ll probably recognize ‘em more than we do,” Jared grinned.
“Shut up,” she laughed, pushing his shoulder.
“It’s true,” he grinned, leg stretched out to catch himself from falling off the barstool.
“It’s up to you man,” Jensen said, finishing off the eggs on his plate.
“That’s cool,” she said, taking hers and Jared’s plate to the sink. “Have to stop at a gas station and get a camera though.”
“One of those disposable things?” Jared asked, getting up from his seat.
“No, one of the big ones they use to shoot your ugly mug with…yes a disposable one.”
“Screw that,” he said, throwing down a napkin he had been wiping his hands with, “we’ll stop by Best Buy and I’ll get you a digital one,” he added, heading off to the bathroom before she could say anything back.
Jensen looked up from his plate at her. She had frozen, her and Jared’s plates half in the sink, half out, hand on the faucet.
“I’ll stop him if you want me to,” he said quietly.
She turned to look at him, plate finally clinking against the sink.
“No…I just…it’s fine.”
“Tareena…”
“I’m okay,” she smiled, coming back over to sit across from him and took a sip of her milk.
“If it bothers you I’ll sidetrack him,” he said. “I know you don’t want us going out of our way to pay for stuff for you.”
She smirked cynically, staring into the white liquid at the bottom of the glass before putting it back on the counter and sighing.
“No, it’s okay. He’s trying to be nice, you both are, and I gotta get used to that.”
He just continued to watch her and shot her a smirk when she smiled at him.
“You better come back soon,” Kim grinned, hugging Tareena before she made her way to her car two weeks later. “You’re way easier on the eyes than these two idiots.”
She laughed, “I’ll try…don’t kill ‘em while I’m gone.”
He laughed too before having to return to work and Jared and Jensen walked with her over to her car.
Halfway there and one of the PAs grabbed Jared’s arm. “They need you in makeup,” she said. Sam was beat to hell and back in this episode and as a result Jared had to sit through way more makeup than normal.
“Okay thanks,” he smiled, turning back to Tareena. “Sorry babe.”
“It’s okay,” she smiled, squealing when he picked her off the ground completely in a tight hug. “I know you’ll be talking to this clown,” he said, slapping Jensen on the back, “But you better call me.”
“I will,” she grinned, hugging him again before he jogged off to get his face put on.
Jensen sighed.
“Call me when you stop tonight, lemme know you’re okay?”
“Okay, mom.”
“Shut up,” he grumbled, pulling her into a hug. “You’ve got a long trip ahead of you…alone and…”
“Oh my god shut up, I’ll call you geez,” she grinned, pulling back.
“Leave me alone,” he grinned.
She laughed at him, hugging him again. He and Jared both had offered to pick up the costs of the trip and let her stay for a couple more weeks, but she insisted on having to do this on her own and well, that meant the money was running dry and she had just enough to get her home.
“I’ll miss you,” he rumbled, vibration through his chest and straight into her. “Jared gets boring,” he grinned pulling back.
She rolled her eyes with a smile.
“Be careful baby girl,” he grinned, leaning forward to kiss the tip of her nose.
She sighed, hugging him again before getting into her car, door slamming shut and the radio blasting through the speakers as soon as soon as the key was turned.
“I’ll call you, promise,” she smiled, before pushing the car into reverse, squealing the tires as she turned tight and left set.
They talked every day after that.
Chapter Notes:
I DO suck at video games, which is sad seeing as I used to be decent, but seriously, theres too many buttons now days
Me/Her in Jensen's pants...that IS an inside joke with me and my buddy...cause if I ever manage to make it on set I'm totally stealing some of Dean's pants :D
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Chapter Four
Chapter Wordcount: 1900
“Alright, I’ve got pizza, beer, soda, candy and…extra controllers,” Jared said, crashing his way through Jensen’s front door.
“Took you long enough,” Jensen grinned, walking over to help him with the mass of supplies he had in his arms.
“Shut up Shmack.”
Tareena just leaned her hip against the doorway to the kitchen and smirked.
“Thanks for the help,” Jensen said sarcastically as he carried the four pizza boxes over to the counter.
“No problem,” she smiled.
Jared was humming something, opening up the pizza box and hauling out two stringy slices before walking over to the living room.
“You drop that shit on my carpet and I swear to god you’re gonna wake up bald Padalecki!”
“Shum ump,” Jared mumbled around a mouth full of cheese and crust.
Tareena grinned, grabbing a piece before following.
Jensen rolled his eyes but turned around and did the exact same thing.
“Alright,” Jared grinned, rubbing his hands together as he slipped ‘Halo’ into the system.
Tareena kicked back on the couch behind them.
“Here ya go,” Jared said, holding out a controller.
“Uh…no.”
“Oh come on!” he whined.
“Are you kidding me?” she smiled, “I haven’t played video games since I was in middle school…I think I’ll pass on being slaughtered, but thanks.”
“It’s not that hard!” he said, grinning wide.
“Ha! Yea right, I tried to play TimeSplitters once with my friends…yeaaa, that didn’t turn out too well. Gimme a controller that’s got two buttons and a directional pad and I’m good. But three joy sticks and a dozen buttons? Dude, you don’t even have that many fingers.”
Jensen laughed, cramming the rest of his pizza in his mouth, wiping his hands on his pants and picking up his controller.
“Come on, we’ll go easy on you.”
She laughed, “No thanks, I think I’ll just watch.”
“Fine,” Jared whined, starting up the game.
Tareena hopped off the couch, headed for the kitchen, smiling as Jared cussed Jensen out behind her.
“Hey baby girl!” Jensen called.
She popped her head back out of the kitchen and arched her eyebrow.
“Excuse me?”
“Can you get me a beer?” he grinned.
“Do I look like your waitress?”
“Please?” he asked, sticking out his lip.
“Oh don’t you dare…”
He grinned, still trying to keep up the puppy dog look.
“Hey Jared honey,” she grinned, still looking at Jensen.
“Yea,” he asked, pausing his game to look up at her.
“You want a beer sweetheart?” she smiled.
“Uh…sure, thanks,” he grinned.
She winked, shooting a look at Jensen as she disappeared back into the kitchen.
“Did you just call her baby girl?” Jared asked, finally catching up to the conversation, turning his head to look at Jensen in confusion.
Jensen just laughed before she came back out, two sweating beer bottles in her hand.
She handed one to Jared, smirking at Jensen when he held his hand out and stepped over him to get to the couch.
He had half a smirk, half a pout on his face as he watched Jared play his game and felt her lay back down on the couch behind him, dropping his empty hand back into his lap.
He had kind of asked for it.
He felt something cold and wet come down on his shoulder and turned his head to see her smirking at him, bottle rolling across his shirt.
He just grinned, reaching up to take it from her.
“Thanks.”
“Uh huh,” she grinned.
“Hey…Tareena,” Jensen said softly, shaking her leg.
“Hmm?” she asked, cracking her eyes open to see Jared sprawled out over the floor in a twisted position she was sure he was gonna regret in the morning.
“Why don’t you go lay down in the guest room, it’s a hell of a lot more comfortable than the couch.”
She turned away from Jared’s snores to blink at Jensen where he was crouched down by her knees.
“Uh, thanks…but I, I should go back to the hostel,” she mumbled, rubbing her hand across her face.
“No way, we’re all dead and I’m not about to let you drive half way across town when there’s a perfectly good bed here.”
“Let Jared use it, I’m fine.”
“Jared can use the couch.”
“The couch isn’t even big enough for him.”
“He’s done it before.”
She rolled her eyes, sitting up and digging at her eyes.
“Thanks, but I should just go.”
“Oh come on,” he whispered, “Don’t make me pout at you.”
She dropped her hand and glared at him.
“Come on,” he chuckled.
She groaned but smiled, “Fine.”
“Here ya go,” Jensen said, holding out a pair of pajama pants. “More comfortable to sleep in than jeans.”
She eyed the grey fabric in his hand before looking back up at him again.
“They’re clean, promise,” he smiled, “I don’t wear ‘em much anymore.”
“Thanks,” she grinned, taking them from him and disappearing into the bathroom.
She heard Jensen in the kitchen and headed in that direction to get a glass of water.
She stopped just in the doorway, biting her tongue to keep from laughing.
“What?” Jensen asked, lowering his own glass of water to the counter.
She shook her head, trying not to bust out laughing. “Just a…just an inside joke, between me and my friend.”
Jensen’s eyebrow arched, mouth tugging up into a grin. “What?”
“I’m…I’m in your pants,” she grinned, snorting back laughter.
He chuckled deep in his chest, trying to stay quite. “Yea…I guess you are.”
She shook her head, taking a glass from the cabinet and filling it at the faucet.
“Tell ya what,” he said, heading back towards the hallway. “You can keep ‘em,” he winked, kissing her on the tip of the nose before heading to bed. “Night baby girl,” he grinned, laughing when she glared at him over the rim of her glass.
“That better be bacon I smell,” she said, running her hands through her hair as she hopped up onto the stool next to where Jared was already shoveling scrambled eggs into his mouth.
“Sure is, you want some eggs?” Jensen asked turning around from the stove.
“Thanks,” she grinned.
“Seriously?” she asked, eyeing Jared like he was an animal as he stopped long enough to breathe between bites and looked at her.
“What?”
“Nothing,” she grinned, taking a glass of milk from Jensen when he offered. “Thanks,” she smiled.
“Dude!”
Jensen and Tareena both paused to look over at Jared who was staring at her.
He pointed a finger in her face before whipping his head back around to stare at Jensen.
“You let her borrow your pants?”
Tareena snorted, trying to hold back a laugh as Jensen chuckled.
“You don’t even let me borrow your pants!”
“Oh god,” she giggled.
“You borrow my pants and they’ll never fit me again,” Jensen grinned, waving a spatula at him.
Jared stared at him wide eyed for a minute.
“Okay, true,” he shrugged, going back to his food.
Tareena just rolled her eyes.
“So whatdyou wanna do today?” Jensen asked around his own mouthful of eggs.
Tareena looked up at him, then over at Jared and back to Jensen.
“You talking to me?”
“Yea,” he grinned. “It’s the weekend, we actually have time to do something besides drag your butt all over set.”
She shrugged, sipping her milk. “Doesn’t matter.”
“We should take her to see some of the places we’ve filmed, she’ll probably recognize ‘em more than we do,” Jared grinned.
“Shut up,” she laughed, pushing his shoulder.
“It’s true,” he grinned, leg stretched out to catch himself from falling off the barstool.
“It’s up to you man,” Jensen said, finishing off the eggs on his plate.
“That’s cool,” she said, taking hers and Jared’s plate to the sink. “Have to stop at a gas station and get a camera though.”
“One of those disposable things?” Jared asked, getting up from his seat.
“No, one of the big ones they use to shoot your ugly mug with…yes a disposable one.”
“Screw that,” he said, throwing down a napkin he had been wiping his hands with, “we’ll stop by Best Buy and I’ll get you a digital one,” he added, heading off to the bathroom before she could say anything back.
Jensen looked up from his plate at her. She had frozen, her and Jared’s plates half in the sink, half out, hand on the faucet.
“I’ll stop him if you want me to,” he said quietly.
She turned to look at him, plate finally clinking against the sink.
“No…I just…it’s fine.”
“Tareena…”
“I’m okay,” she smiled, coming back over to sit across from him and took a sip of her milk.
“If it bothers you I’ll sidetrack him,” he said. “I know you don’t want us going out of our way to pay for stuff for you.”
She smirked cynically, staring into the white liquid at the bottom of the glass before putting it back on the counter and sighing.
“No, it’s okay. He’s trying to be nice, you both are, and I gotta get used to that.”
He just continued to watch her and shot her a smirk when she smiled at him.
“You better come back soon,” Kim grinned, hugging Tareena before she made her way to her car two weeks later. “You’re way easier on the eyes than these two idiots.”
She laughed, “I’ll try…don’t kill ‘em while I’m gone.”
He laughed too before having to return to work and Jared and Jensen walked with her over to her car.
Halfway there and one of the PAs grabbed Jared’s arm. “They need you in makeup,” she said. Sam was beat to hell and back in this episode and as a result Jared had to sit through way more makeup than normal.
“Okay thanks,” he smiled, turning back to Tareena. “Sorry babe.”
“It’s okay,” she smiled, squealing when he picked her off the ground completely in a tight hug. “I know you’ll be talking to this clown,” he said, slapping Jensen on the back, “But you better call me.”
“I will,” she grinned, hugging him again before he jogged off to get his face put on.
Jensen sighed.
“Call me when you stop tonight, lemme know you’re okay?”
“Okay, mom.”
“Shut up,” he grumbled, pulling her into a hug. “You’ve got a long trip ahead of you…alone and…”
“Oh my god shut up, I’ll call you geez,” she grinned, pulling back.
“Leave me alone,” he grinned.
She laughed at him, hugging him again. He and Jared both had offered to pick up the costs of the trip and let her stay for a couple more weeks, but she insisted on having to do this on her own and well, that meant the money was running dry and she had just enough to get her home.
“I’ll miss you,” he rumbled, vibration through his chest and straight into her. “Jared gets boring,” he grinned pulling back.
She rolled her eyes with a smile.
“Be careful baby girl,” he grinned, leaning forward to kiss the tip of her nose.
She sighed, hugging him again before getting into her car, door slamming shut and the radio blasting through the speakers as soon as soon as the key was turned.
“I’ll call you, promise,” she smiled, before pushing the car into reverse, squealing the tires as she turned tight and left set.
They talked every day after that.
Chapter Notes:
I DO suck at video games, which is sad seeing as I used to be decent, but seriously, theres too many buttons now days
Me/Her in Jensen's pants...that IS an inside joke with me and my buddy...cause if I ever manage to make it on set I'm totally stealing some of Dean's pants :D
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