"Hey, Padalecki," says Jensen. He's seen the kid enough in the last few months he thinks they should probably be on a first-name basis by now, but he's not really sure what he's supposed to call the accident-prone freshman he has a crush on. "What happened today?"
"It might have been last night," says Jared, rubbing the back of his neck. "And I might not remember. For definitely legitimate reasons. I absolutely was not consuming any illegal substances."
"Of course not," says Jensen. "What happened when you were not consuming any illegal substances?"
"I must have dropped something on my foot," says Jared. He holds up his foot and--wow.
"That is a gross-looking toe," says Jensen.
"Is that the official medical terminology?"
"It is now, jesus." He makes a face. "Did you clean it at all?"
"Not really. I was at the dining hall when I realized it wasn't just, like, a stub, and I came straight here."
Jensen nods. "Okay, sit down. I'm gonna clean it up, it's hard to see what's even happening with all the--grossness."
Jared obligingly slides up, propping his foot up for Jensen. "Sorry about this. I really don't know what happened."
"These hypothetical illegal substances you didn't consume," says Jensen, settling in to get Jared cleaned up. "Did they include anything other than alcohol?"
"No," says Jared. "I just got really drunk."
Jensen nods. "Try not to get that drunk again. Blackout is never good."
"I know, I know," says Jared. "My best friend Chad got dumped, I was trying to get him wasted enough that going gay for me was not a good idea."
Jensen stiffens a little, but recovers fast and keeps cleaning. "Is he ordinarily gay?"
"No, but I am, and sometimes when he's down he thinks homosexuality is the answer. And then I ask him if the idea of sucking a dick is appealing and he says no, so I win that round."
"Huh," says Jensen. The toe might not actually be too bad.
"That doesn't make you uncomfortable, does it?" Jared asks.
"Hm?" asks Jensen. "Oh, no. I'm gay, so I'm pretty down with homosexuality."
"Oh. Really?"
"Yeah," says Jensen. "Good news, I don't think it's broken. You just got a nasty cut under the nail, and it got all dirty and messy overnight. I'm gonna disinfect it, but it'll be gross."
"Sure," says Jared. "You're gay?"
Jensen gives him an amused look. "What, this is so hard to believe? Half my friends love telling me how gay I look."
Jared coughs and flushes, and Jensen's heart skips a beat. "No, no, I mean--wait. I believe you? I just--didn't expect it."
"Let me guess," says Jensen, swabbing disinfectant on Jared's toe. "Long history of guys you're crushing on not actually being gay." Jared splutters, and Jensen holds his ankle. "Stay still."
"If I say I have a crush on you, are you going to be an asshole?"
"No, I'm going to be a wildly inappropriate doctor and ask you out."
"You're not really my doctor. You're a health center volunteer."
"True," says Jensen. "Does that mean you're going to say yes?"
"It might have been last night," says Jared, rubbing the back of his neck. "And I might not remember. For definitely legitimate reasons. I absolutely was not consuming any illegal substances."
"Of course not," says Jensen. "What happened when you were not consuming any illegal substances?"
"I must have dropped something on my foot," says Jared. He holds up his foot and--wow.
"That is a gross-looking toe," says Jensen.
"Is that the official medical terminology?"
"It is now, jesus." He makes a face. "Did you clean it at all?"
"Not really. I was at the dining hall when I realized it wasn't just, like, a stub, and I came straight here."
Jensen nods. "Okay, sit down. I'm gonna clean it up, it's hard to see what's even happening with all the--grossness."
Jared obligingly slides up, propping his foot up for Jensen. "Sorry about this. I really don't know what happened."
"These hypothetical illegal substances you didn't consume," says Jensen, settling in to get Jared cleaned up. "Did they include anything other than alcohol?"
"No," says Jared. "I just got really drunk."
Jensen nods. "Try not to get that drunk again. Blackout is never good."
"I know, I know," says Jared. "My best friend Chad got dumped, I was trying to get him wasted enough that going gay for me was not a good idea."
Jensen stiffens a little, but recovers fast and keeps cleaning. "Is he ordinarily gay?"
"No, but I am, and sometimes when he's down he thinks homosexuality is the answer. And then I ask him if the idea of sucking a dick is appealing and he says no, so I win that round."
"Huh," says Jensen. The toe might not actually be too bad.
"That doesn't make you uncomfortable, does it?" Jared asks.
"Hm?" asks Jensen. "Oh, no. I'm gay, so I'm pretty down with homosexuality."
"Oh. Really?"
"Yeah," says Jensen. "Good news, I don't think it's broken. You just got a nasty cut under the nail, and it got all dirty and messy overnight. I'm gonna disinfect it, but it'll be gross."
"Sure," says Jared. "You're gay?"
Jensen gives him an amused look. "What, this is so hard to believe? Half my friends love telling me how gay I look."
Jared coughs and flushes, and Jensen's heart skips a beat. "No, no, I mean--wait. I believe you? I just--didn't expect it."
"Let me guess," says Jensen, swabbing disinfectant on Jared's toe. "Long history of guys you're crushing on not actually being gay." Jared splutters, and Jensen holds his ankle. "Stay still."
"If I say I have a crush on you, are you going to be an asshole?"
"No, I'm going to be a wildly inappropriate doctor and ask you out."
"You're not really my doctor. You're a health center volunteer."
"True," says Jensen. "Does that mean you're going to say yes?"
"Oh, absolutely."
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I love this. :D
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"No, I'm going to be a wildly inappropriate doctor and ask you out."
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