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HOLIDAY FIC REQUESTS ARE CLOSED. No new requests are being accepted! Sorry!
Drabble posting will from December 1 to December 31. I will edit this post with fics as they are posted, which will be every day in December, in a predetermined random order.
Enjoy, and happy whatever it is you're into!
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Drabble posting will from December 1 to December 31. I will edit this post with fics as they are posted, which will be every day in December, in a predetermined random order.
Enjoy, and happy whatever it is you're into!
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"His publicist seemed nice," says Alona.
"He has a publicist," says Jared. "He's got to be a douche."
"His show is good."
"What show?"
"He's on one of those teen dramas."
"You watch teen dramas?"
Alona flushes. "Shut up."
"Oh my god," says Jared. "He's cute, isn't he. You totally have a poster of him up on your wall."
"Fuck you," says Alona. "I think he's gay anyway. Way more your type."
"Some WB pretty boy?" Jared scoffs. "Count me out."
*
When Jensen Ackles arrives he's undeniably pretty, but he's just as undeniably Jared's type. Plus, he's wearing old clothes that actually look like they'd be good for working, and old boots, and looking about as un-Hollywood as possible.
"Hey," says Ackles, with a little wave. "Sorry I'm late, I got caught on the 405."
He's wearing these wire-rim glasses that make him look adorable.
Jared is in no way falling for a Hollywood asshole. It's not allowed.
"No problem," he says, waving his hand. "So, you're here to plant a tree?"
Ackles rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah, I mean--my publicist really wanted me to do something public, and everything else felt so--" he laughs. "I like working outside, and I don't get a lot of chances to since my apartment doesn't have a yard. So there's a photographer or something coming by at two, and I'm supposed to plant a tree then. But I figured if you needed any help I could just volunteer til then."
Jared blinks, surprised by the flow of words.
Ackles, apparently not sure how to read his silence, goes on, "I know it's pretty sad that it took this to finally get me down here, but--yeah. It is what it is."
"No, no," Jared says quickly. "It's great to have the help. You can just come with me and I'll see what you can do."
*
As it turns out Ackles--okay, Jensen--is a pretty nice guy. He's got a quick sense of humor and a nice laugh, and he's not really stuck up or douchey. He blushes faintly through his photo-op and stumbles over thanking Jared for showing him around.
Jared wonders if Jensen being gay is a matter of public record, or just Alona's guess.
Not that it matters anyway. Jensen might not be all Hollywood, but he's definitely too Hollywood to want Jared.
*
Next week, though, he's back.
"I usually can count on Sundays off," he explains. "I mean, sometimes I get an unexpected call, but--nothing big. So I figured I could make it a regular thing."
"Yeah," says Jared, felling off balance. He googled Jensen after last week, found out he is out, is currently single, and is by all accounts a pretty quiet, regular guy who stays out of the spotlight.
"Unless you guys don't do that," Jensen continues.
"No!" Jared says instantly. "That's great. I just didn't think we'd see you again."
"I had fun," says Jensen with a shrug.
And apparently that's that.
*
"You like him," says Alona.
"I do not," says Jared. "Shut up."
"You totally perk up every Sunday."
"I haven't run out of steam yet," says Jared. He works Sunday to Thursday, so he really is usually at his best.
Alona snorts. "Whatever. You have a crush on Jensen Ackles. It's adorable."
Jared glares half-heartedly.
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