J2: the way that body moves definitely makes sense
title the way that body moves definitely makes sense
fandom J2 (supernatural rps)
pairing jensen ackles/jared padalecki
rating pg-13
summary from this prompt/post; "I'm in love and not afraid to annoy the shit out of everyone."
warnings an eff bomb in there, schmoop/fluff, short fic
disclaimer last i checked, slavery is illegal. please let me know if that changes.
word count ~750
Jared is really fucking annoying. Like reallysuperduperholycow annoying. He likes to dance when there’s no music. He grooves his ass to the tunes only he can hear, thereby putting said buttocks within Jensen’s visual range. He eats non-stop. Seriously, the guy is a damn trash compacter with all the food he jams down his gullet. And, to top all that grease and junk off, he inhales gummis like it’s going out of style. Gummi eyeballs, gummi fish, gummi stars, gummi anything. Actually, that last bit isn’t true; the one time Jensen donated to the gummi trough, Jared made a face at the regular old gummi worms.
“Dude, gummi worms? Gross.”
“Oh, so if it’s not coated in sour sugar, it’s not fit enough to jam down your throat?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
Jensen rolls his eyes and continues to let the new makeup girl (what’s her name) dab on Dean’s blood.
Jared is a tactile person. Okay, actually, saying someone is “tactile” is like saying Hitler was just loud. Jared is the mother freaking queen bee of all Tactilism. He’s a giant, overgrown Devil’s Snare (yeah, Jensen’s read Harry Potter…don’t judge him) when it comes to actually touching other people. He’s not so intense with people he’s just met, but someone like, say, his mom or sister or Jensen or even that homeless guy on the corner (okay, that’s unfair…it was one time), he turns into a clingy freak.
He’s worse in bed. Jensen will get back to the house they share in Vancouver after shooting some takes with Jim or a demon of the week or whatever and, as soon as he walks through the door, he’s mauled by Sir Maulington. After catching his breath, Jensen realizes his clothes are being manipulated off his body, and he goes with it.
He hasn’t quite worked out how Jared manages to undress him without actually unwrapping from around him, but he doesn’t question the master at work. Not when he drops and his mouth goes… Ooh, boy.
Jared never lets go. No matter whether they’re in the shower or the bed or the freaking entryway, his hands are always all over Jensen. Whether Jensen’s kneeling or behind him, Jared manages to connect skin to skin and keep them flush against each other.
It loosens up a little when they fall asleep, only because Jensen knows in sleep, your muscles relax. But when Jared falls asleep practically on top of him, he doesn’t quite have the heart to move away. And if Jared snuggles into his neck during the night, then Jensen thinks he’s okay with that.
It’s about seven months into that Jensen works up the nerve. He’s been thinking about it since week two of knowing Jared, but having just met the guy (though they were apparently close enough for full-body hugs) he isn’t going to scare him off with the big “L” word. But it’s been long enough, right? Jared is ready to hear it, and Jensen is more than ready to let him know.
Turns out Jared’s more than okay with it.
He’s so okay with it, he kisses Jensen and whispers it right back.
Cue hug number one million.
Cue hug number one million and one, with a little kissing action thrown in.
Cue Misty, the new makeup gal, walking back into the trailer as soon as they part. She sees the tail end, smiles a little shyly (Jensen thinks it’s because she’s not one to really condone PDA’s), and sets her bag down on the counter. That’s probably why she didn’t see the Jared-sized shadow fall across her until it was too late. Suddenly, a very small Misty is gobbled up by a very, very large Jared, and there’s nothing she can do about it but let it happen.
As soon as he lets her go, she slaps him against his arm (a very girly slap, if Jensen does say so himself), and good-naturedly whines, “Gawd, Jared, you’re so annoying!”
Jared just gives her the biggest grin.
“I’m in love and not afraid to annoy the shit out of anybody!”
And then he leaves, presumably to go hug more people.
Jensen can’t help but smirk as Misty starts spreading her tools out. Can’t help but smile so wide it hurts when he hears a groan outside from Jared’s latest hugging victim.
Yeah, Jared’s really damn annoying. And that’s why Jensen loves him.
fandom J2 (supernatural rps)
pairing jensen ackles/jared padalecki
rating pg-13
summary from this prompt/post; "I'm in love and not afraid to annoy the shit out of everyone."
warnings an eff bomb in there, schmoop/fluff, short fic
disclaimer last i checked, slavery is illegal. please let me know if that changes.
word count ~750
Jared is really fucking annoying. Like reallysuperduperholycow annoying. He likes to dance when there’s no music. He grooves his ass to the tunes only he can hear, thereby putting said buttocks within Jensen’s visual range. He eats non-stop. Seriously, the guy is a damn trash compacter with all the food he jams down his gullet. And, to top all that grease and junk off, he inhales gummis like it’s going out of style. Gummi eyeballs, gummi fish, gummi stars, gummi anything. Actually, that last bit isn’t true; the one time Jensen donated to the gummi trough, Jared made a face at the regular old gummi worms.
“Dude, gummi worms? Gross.”
“Oh, so if it’s not coated in sour sugar, it’s not fit enough to jam down your throat?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
Jensen rolls his eyes and continues to let the new makeup girl (what’s her name) dab on Dean’s blood.
Jared is a tactile person. Okay, actually, saying someone is “tactile” is like saying Hitler was just loud. Jared is the mother freaking queen bee of all Tactilism. He’s a giant, overgrown Devil’s Snare (yeah, Jensen’s read Harry Potter…don’t judge him) when it comes to actually touching other people. He’s not so intense with people he’s just met, but someone like, say, his mom or sister or Jensen or even that homeless guy on the corner (okay, that’s unfair…it was one time), he turns into a clingy freak.
He’s worse in bed. Jensen will get back to the house they share in Vancouver after shooting some takes with Jim or a demon of the week or whatever and, as soon as he walks through the door, he’s mauled by Sir Maulington. After catching his breath, Jensen realizes his clothes are being manipulated off his body, and he goes with it.
He hasn’t quite worked out how Jared manages to undress him without actually unwrapping from around him, but he doesn’t question the master at work. Not when he drops and his mouth goes… Ooh, boy.
Jared never lets go. No matter whether they’re in the shower or the bed or the freaking entryway, his hands are always all over Jensen. Whether Jensen’s kneeling or behind him, Jared manages to connect skin to skin and keep them flush against each other.
It loosens up a little when they fall asleep, only because Jensen knows in sleep, your muscles relax. But when Jared falls asleep practically on top of him, he doesn’t quite have the heart to move away. And if Jared snuggles into his neck during the night, then Jensen thinks he’s okay with that.
It’s about seven months into that Jensen works up the nerve. He’s been thinking about it since week two of knowing Jared, but having just met the guy (though they were apparently close enough for full-body hugs) he isn’t going to scare him off with the big “L” word. But it’s been long enough, right? Jared is ready to hear it, and Jensen is more than ready to let him know.
Turns out Jared’s more than okay with it.
He’s so okay with it, he kisses Jensen and whispers it right back.
Cue hug number one million.
Cue hug number one million and one, with a little kissing action thrown in.
Cue Misty, the new makeup gal, walking back into the trailer as soon as they part. She sees the tail end, smiles a little shyly (Jensen thinks it’s because she’s not one to really condone PDA’s), and sets her bag down on the counter. That’s probably why she didn’t see the Jared-sized shadow fall across her until it was too late. Suddenly, a very small Misty is gobbled up by a very, very large Jared, and there’s nothing she can do about it but let it happen.
As soon as he lets her go, she slaps him against his arm (a very girly slap, if Jensen does say so himself), and good-naturedly whines, “Gawd, Jared, you’re so annoying!”
Jared just gives her the biggest grin.
“I’m in love and not afraid to annoy the shit out of anybody!”
And then he leaves, presumably to go hug more people.
Jensen can’t help but smirk as Misty starts spreading her tools out. Can’t help but smile so wide it hurts when he hears a groan outside from Jared’s latest hugging victim.
Yeah, Jared’s really damn annoying. And that’s why Jensen loves him.