fic: plastic spoons by amindaya

[dugindeep]

[ J2 ]
Title: Plastic Spoons
Writer: amindaya
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]author warns for schmoop and puns
Length: 8000
Summary: Jared's biggest concerns include figuring out how to get his daily fix of item F3 from the break room vending machine, avoiding his peculiar coworkers in said break room, organizing a Worker Appreciation Day for his company, and avoiding suicidal mice in top hats.

Reccer's notes: When I first read this, it was a happy surprise in how fun and smart Jared's POV was. How so much ridiculousness was happening all around him, and his narration continued fluidly as it began to narrow into what the real point of the story is: the budding crushdom of Jared and Jensen, who's a playful little piece of magic. Since then this fic has become my happy place of playfulness.

And as this fic was written for spn_reversebang, I feel it's appropriate to also rec ordinaryink's amazing art that prompted such a fun story.

[Short excerpt]
The bizarre man is tangled in the top branches of the tree, hand outstretched toward the white, top hat-adorned rat clinging to the end of the branch. Jared can see up the guy’s nostrils, if he looks past the guy’s ass. It’s an awkward angle.

Jared doesn’t try too hard to focus on the nostrils.

“Hey, man, you need help getting down?” he hollers up, voice hoarse, barely audible over the chatter of the crowd. At about the same time, another guy in the back yells, “Just leave it, dude! It’s just a rat!”

The guy leans over to look down, searching before his eyes land on Jared, who’s still got his mouth open. If it wasn’t already open, it would drop to the floor. No amount of cough medicine is going to make him think it’s acceptable that a face that gorgeous is glaring at him.

Even through Jared’s daze, he’s already making contingency plans for who will run his program when he’s in a full-body cast. Not Chad. Oh God no. But Danneel’s always been very reliable. She would probably make him lie still and not let him contribute at all (which he could totally still do, somehow, even in a body cast), but at least Jared can rest assured that she won’t ask his assistant to photocopy various parts of her anatomy. She’d probably even help him with important shit like pushing his hair out of his eyes and fetching him item F3 from the break room’s vending machine. She is a giver like that.

Jared reaches up to grab a branch. He hears the sound of scrabbling paws and a sharp intake of breath from the crowd. He looks up just in time. His vision goes white.