<--Me
I do this. I have done this. This is nothing new, this fic-xating on a not-so-popular OTP and ~running with it. But while Mike/Misha was relatively, oh, nonexistent, there's so much more MATERIAL for Chris and Steve and i honestly feel like i'm floundering a little bit under the sheer SLASH.
I mean, just look at THIS. Yes, the font is really tiny, ( Read more... )
I had a dream about them... well, I gotta explain the context. See, two or three weeks ago, there was the gay pride in Paris. So, of course, that got my head working, I guess.
And there I imagined this: Jensen and Zach Quinto knew each other, because they'd worked on a movie to come out this summer together. And therefore, Zach, with his usual mind powers, had convinced Chris Pine, Jared and Jensen, and Chris and Steve (as Jensen's moral support, I still wonder if he begged, but knowing Steve and Chris, thousands of people celebrating music and gayness and pride and FUN in the streets? wouldn't take much begging. Just enough so we all apreciate again how pretty Jensen begs. Wow, sidetracked!) ...
Anyway. I think I was with them, like... a friend. Or maybe I was Misha, cause he wasn't there. I have no clue. But when I went thsi year, it was hot. like really burning. I got my frist ever sunburn there, to give you an idea. So there was plenty of shirtless guys and kakis and guys in very tight shorts too. ^^
So in my head Jared was bare chested (because, why wouldn't he brag about all his work?) and with 'free hugs' painted across his chest(because he's just JT), with kakis and flip flops. Chris and Steve were also without shirts and with like baggy jeans totally in their style. And Jensen was the only one wearing a tank top. And he was drunk. Liquid courage for being here.
I think Zach and Chris Pine disapeared somewhere. I'd have gone looked for them but I'd rather imagine what they were doing...^^
Anyway... Jensen was drunk. heatstroke/too much beer drunk. And touchy feely. and hanging off Jared, while Jared, as the giantor he is, pawed at him... the usual.
And when Jensen loosened up and actually put on a fucking show, Chris tried to talk to him (as in 'dude, tomrrow you'll hate yourself. but I don't want you to hate us so I'm telling you this so I can say I tried when you sob in my amrs tomorrow'). And Jensen to yell 'I don't care! Today, I'm out!'
I still wonder how the wip char didn't turnover from the reaction of the crowd. Ahh... dream truck suspentions. They do rock.
Anyway. As you may notcied from my slight case of big ass rambling... I still haven't gotten any sleep.
So, anyway. If one of the Js had done THAT, too. That'd have been great.
Sadly, as much as I concentrate, i can't dream of what happens next.
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