Forced submission (also known as 'The Deal Made')
Summery- For this prompt:The boys were best friends since a young age. Jensen used to babysit Jared when the younger wolf was a pup. And they were always close, even after they grew up and both turned out alphas. Jared somehow broke the Pack Law and should be sentenced to death. As Pack Alpha's son, Jensen made a deal with his father. He had to have Jared dominated and public claim him as his "beta" just to save Jared's life.
Pairing- J2
Wordcount- 2525
Rating-NC-17
Warnings- alpha!Jensen/alpha!Jared, non-con, claiming sex, knotting, h/c, Turning(A to O),Top!Jensen , Bottom!Jared, Prison!, Humiliation!
Crossposted here
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Jared shot up from where he was curled on the floor when he heard the ominous clang of his cell door being unlocked- Gods, but was it time for his execution already?
He struggled to climb to his feet, determined not to suffer any more indignity than strictly necessary.
“Stay”
The deep voice, even though ordering him like a dog; had him relaxing into a boneless heap on the floor- Jensen was here!
He looked up into the familiar green eyes; expecting to see sadness, grief- anything but the determined steel that he found.
“Jensen? What’s going on?” Confusion evident in his tone.
The older alpha sighed, “I- I figured out a way to save you”
“Yeah?” That sounded like good news, then why was his best friend looking like he had swallowed a lemon?
“You’ll- uh... you’ll need to submit... to an alpha.”
Oh. OH!
“No... Jen, don’t...no!” He begged, shuffling backwards when his friend stepped forward till he hit the solitary cot.
“There’s not much of a choice, Jay... and I figured it would be easier if it was me-”
“I’ll fight you!”
Jensen gave a sad smile, “You can try.”
And it was on.
Jared’s legs kicked out hitting the older man’s thigh but Jensen barely seemed to register the blow, answering with his own punch. Jared ducked low, trying to twist out of the hold; except the chain attached to the thick leather collar around his neck (with its other end fixed firmly into the wall) snapped taut; making him gasp for air.
His momentary incapacitation was all the leeway Jensen needed as he threw the younger man to the bed and straddled him. Jared bucked like a wild bronco, but his (former?) best friend’s hold never faltered.
Rather; a hand clamped down on the back of his head, forcing it into the coarse sheets, “Stop struggling. This is going to happen, Jared... You’ll just end up hurting yourself more unless you submit.”
“I will NEVER submit!”
“Jared, seriously; Stop!”
Jared froze- sure, he’d always known Jensen was the Pack Alpha’s son and destined to inherit the job one day; but he had never seen the older alpha ever actually use that before.
There were no words wasted as he heard the sound of fabric ripping and began his struggles anew when a dry finger probed his sensitive opening.
“No, Please!” Surely Jensen would heed his best friend’s request.
And the alpha did pause; the finger withdrawing to make him relax slightly and Jensen shushed him with a whispered ‘I’m sorry’ before Jared’s whole world exploded in pain. His breath caught as his lungs struggled to find the necessary oxygen even as a tiny part of him wondered if it would not be better to simply give in and give up now.
Just as the pain began to stabilize, he felt the red-hot poker Jensen had apparently shoved into him withdraw; Jared couldn’t help the whimper that left his lips when it was pushed back in again.
Tears cascading down his cheeks as he tried to remember the man currently hurting him had once comforted him for scraped knees and the loss of his milk-teeth. The warm memories beckoned him to lose himself in them and he accepted their offer gratefully, sinking into the peaceful darkness- Safe.
**
Jared woke at the sound of loud voices- God; couldn’t he sleep in one day- ONE measly day???
Grumbling, he tried to bury himself deeper into his blanket when the movement shot pure agony through his veins. Freezing immediately, eyes still closed; he tried to remember if he had taken a tumble or something. That was when the words being spoken penetrated through the haze.
“Is it done?”
“Yes, Alpha” A hand woke found its way to his back, trembling even as it petted him, “It- It’s done.”
Wait, was that Jensen’s voice? And why did he sound so broken?
Jared shifted, trying to lever himself into a sitting position to see what was going on; gasping when blinding pain from his waist down had him nearly throwing up.
Attuned to him as always, he felt familiar hands grab him to still his movements,
“No! Stay ... don’t- don’t try to move.” Please.
Although unspoken, he could hear the plea in his friend’s voice loud and clear. And it was only then that he remembered what had happened, the realisation making him scramble as far from his friend as the narrow cot (and his injuries) allowed.
Drawing up his knees despite the pain the movement caused, he buried his head on folded arms resting atop them, eyes closed; refusing to acknowledge the presence of the Elders and the Pack Alpha in his cell. Maybe if he refused to recognize them, they would leave him alone. He heard movement and then Jensen’s loud ‘No!’ but kept his eyes shut.
“Let them confirm the truth of your words, Son” The Pack Alpha’s voice brooked no argument and he peeped from behind half-shut eyes to find Jensen reluctantly moving aside to allow the two men to approach Jared; but still remaining as close as he could.
A strangled moan left his lips when rough hands unceremoniously grabbed him and pulled him flat on the bed- his legs pushed cruelly apart; re-lighting the abused flesh back from the subdued throbbing it had settled into.
He felt the sticky wetness of blood and- of blood. Face burning with shame as he was manhandled into position, wondering what kind of pathetic sight he made for the watching audience.
Something probed at the torn flesh, making him howl and try to curl back into a foetal position; but firm hand kept him pinned agonisingly open.
“Dominated; definitely.”
The tears he had kept from falling trickled past his lashes at having his weakness so publicly announced.
“Good; Status?” A cold voice enquired.
Jared gulped in a deep breath when the probing fingers disappeared, but couldn’t hold back the scream when the roughly rolled him over. He watched with a kind of morbid curiosity when a hand lowered between his legs, feeling completely numb, till the callused fingers made contact, making him scream. From the corner of his wet lashes he noticed Jensen flinch with every whimper that slipped past his lips.
“Yup, this bitch has certainly been put in his place!” The-... the ‘prober’? - announced cheerfully.
Jared watched as Jensen turned slightly green at the pronouncement, trying to curl back into position when the hands holding him pinned open like a specimen in Biology-class disappeared.
“Good job, Je-”
“Wait, what’s this?” The gratingly cheerful voice interrupted the Pack-alpha.
Everything seemed to stop at the words, staring between the ‘prober’ and Jared.
Grabbing a fistful of his ruined tunic, the man hauled Jared up; ruthlessly parting the fabric to check something on his neck. Tears of agony made his sight blurry, but he did not miss the way Jensen’s hands bunched to form fists at his callous treatment.
He felt a minor sting when fingers brushed against the vulnerable skin at the base of his throat-which was easily concealed by the rest of his body’s clamour.
“He’s been claimed.”
Stunned silence greeted the declaration.
The pack alpha was the first to recover, “No, that’s not possible... Jensen, tell me you weren’t so stupid that-”
Jensen growled, before visibly reigning himself in; “You really expected me to take chances, Alpha? Jared is MINE!”
Jared peered from behind wet lashes in mystification at the ring of possessiveness in his friend’s voice.
“You are the future Pack Alpha; you would make a traitor like him-”
This time there was no mistaking the fury in Jensen’s snarl, “Careful, Daddy... You are talking about my mate here.”
And comprehension dawned on Jared. Jensen had CLAIMED him... bound them together permanently in a bond so strong that there would be no separating them. If the Pack Alpha chose to overlook the deal he’d made with Jensen and condemn Jared; he would be condemning his own son right along.
“I will never allow him to be a Beta!” The frustrated alpha growled.
Jensen simply shrugged, “Then pick someone else as your heir.”
“You would give up your right for him?”
And this time the steel in Jensen’s voice was unmistakable, “I would die for him.”
**Jared remained curled up as the Elders left the room one after the other till only Jensen and his father were left(barring Jared).
“So, is he pardoned?” Jensen asked softly, still standing between Jared and the world like he had been since the second the men had finished ‘checking’ him over.
“You haven’t left me much of a choice, have you?” The Pack Alpha’s voice was resigned, obviously unhappy.
Jensen gaze held steady- refusing to back down.
“Fine... he is excused.” Then the alpha levelled hate-filled eyes towards Jared, “And do not make me regret this, boy. You’ll wish you’d never been born, otherwise.”
“I’m sure he already does.” Jensen murmured under his breath as the Pack Alpha left.
And no sooner had the older male departed than Jensen was on him. For a minute Jared felt his heart lurch in fear again till the words registered, “Oh god, Jared; I’m so sorry... Don’t - don’t try to move,” A hand reached out to steady him, “my knot tore you up worse than I’d anticipated...let’s get you checked out, alright?”
He sighed when the ruined clothes were unceremoniously removed from his body, Jensen using the ragged tatters to wipe him clean to the best of his ability. He watched blearily as his friend then took off his own jacket to wrap him up before picking Jared up bridal style.
It hurt some, but he managed to wrap his arms around the older alpha’s neck, helping the man support his weight. The corridors outside were empty save for two miserable figures and Jared buried his face against Jensen’s collar to avoid looking at them.
“My baby,” His mother’s voice washed over him, hurting so much that Jared wanted to comfort her.
He did nothing however, pretending to be unaware.
“He’s hurt, Ma’am... I’m taking him to the Healer now” Jensen answered. “I-I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t you be sorry, boy. You did what you had to save him... it’s not your fault.” Jared’s father assured the young alpha.
“Yes, we will always be grateful for what you did, Jensen. Thank you. So much” His mother added.
Jared turned his face into Jensen’s shoulder.
“I hurt him.” Jensen whispered, his arms tightening around his mate’s body unconsciously.
“And sometimes you have to hurt the ones you love to protect them... like-like vaccinations, okay? You did your best, Jensen. That’s all anybody can ask for.”
Jared felt Jensen nod before he was gently being settled in the backseat of Jensen’s hulking car... the alpha fussing over him for a moment before walking around to the driver’s seat.
“Jen?” He whispered; his first word since the claiming.
“Jared! You- I’m taking you to the healer now... just hold on a little longer, okay? Please.”
“Why?” He knew Jensen would understand. And sure enough green eyes locked on his through the rear-view mirror.
He had been at fault- there was no denying that; but it hadn’t been so great that he’d deserved to die... to- to have this done to him.
“Because you were- are too strong. They were threatened.”
“But I would have never-” his voice trailed off, not knowing how to explain that he never wanted to take Jensen’s right away from him. That all he wanted was to support his best-friend when he took over as Pack-Alpha.
“I know, Kiddo. I know.”
By then they had reached the Healer’s office and Jensen was carefully lifting him out to take him into the room that looked already prepared- he must have informed them before their arrival. Jared felt a tiny pinprick on his arm, realising that they were probably sedating him. Every part of him hurt, but he valiantly fought the effect of the drugs. A part of him panicked when the darkness seemed overwhelming- remembering what had happened the last time he’d surrendered to its siren call; but then he felt gentle fingers tangle with his and relaxed.
Jensen was here. Jensen- his friend, his alpha... his mate.
**The next time he opened his eyes, the surroundings were so familiar that a part of him wanted to go right back to sleep, only a tiny voice whispering that the fact that he didn’t recall their usual night of video-games and movies may not be a good sign.
But before he could panic, the door pushed open and Jensen walked in with a tray. The older alpha looked weary- his beautiful eyes ringed with dark circles which were deep enough to resemble bruises. His lips were pinched and chapped- his fair skin pale and sallow.
Worry coiled like a living thing as he struggled to detangle from the blankets covering him, “Are you alright, Jen?”
Green eyes snapped up. “You’re awake!”
Was Jensen looking this way because he was worried for Jared???
“Umm yeah... how long was I out?”
Jensen rubbed a hand through his hair, creating unruly spikes which went every which way, “Almost a week, Jay.”
“Holy shit! Mom must be freaked! And why the hell am I in your house if I’ve been sleeping for a week?”
Worried eyes met his, “You live here now, Jared. Don’t you remember?”
“I live-” and then the memories slammed into him. “That wasn’t just a nightmare, was it?”
Jensen mutely shook his head, placing the tray (with soup and a glass of water, as Jared discovered) next to the bed. He took a seat next to Jared, although he kept a safe distance between them.
“I- I don’t know how to begin, Jared... but I’m so ...so sorry... I’ll understand if you can’t ever forgive me for what I did to you. And you don’t even have to ever look at my face ever again, if you want; just... just stay here, okay? I mean... this is your home now and I’d feel better if I knew you were at a safe place. I can move out, if my presence bothers you, although I think this place is big enough that we can avoid each other if we choose... and I’ll contact Genevieve. I know you liked her. We can tell her the truth... legally it’d be the three of us- provided she agrees; but really, it’ll just be you two... I’d never touch either of you without your consent ever gain-”
Jared raised an eyebrow at the long ramble, but the alpha was not looking his way, too busy guiltily studying his shoes as he rushed to explain.
“Uh-huh... And what about my heats?” He interrupted, hating the question but realising that there was no point in denying his status now and wanting to know the answer.
“We can get you toys... suppressants... even other alphas if you so choose.”
Jared’s brow climbed higher.
“And you?”
“What about me?” Jensen looked startled at the question.
“What if I choose you?”
“To- to soothe your Heat?”
“Uh-huh”
The alpha shrugged, “You can have me.”
“Anytime I want?”
“Yes.”
“What if I wanted you to love me? To be in love with me?”
Glittering jade eyes blinked, “I already am... Always have been.” Jensen admitted.
Intrigued, Jared asked, “Even when I was an alpha?”
“Yes. I- I never would have acted on my desires though... and I’m sorry-”
And it was true, Jared realised.
They had always been unbelievably close; and were far more in-sync with each other than any two alphas could possibly be. And he did love Jensen. It didn’t matter that their relationship as mates had gotten off to such a rocky start, because before he’d been turned; he’d already fallen for his best friend.
And Jensen had only done what he had to save Jared. To protect him; even though he had to have known that his action could potentially drive them apart; Jensen had done it.
Because he loved Jared.
But even knowing that; he still wanted to hear the words from Jensen.
“Tell me you love me” Jared demanded, cutting off the round of apologies.
“I love you. Always have; always will.” Jensen repeated, earnestness shining through wet eyes.
Jared smiled, satisfied- maybe this was far from over, and maybe he would have to learn to get used to a whole new self but he had Jensen by his side and he was sure they would somehow manage. “Good, now shut up and kiss me because I love you too.”
***
The end
Pairing- J2
Wordcount- 2525
Rating-NC-17
Warnings- alpha!Jensen/alpha!Jared, non-con, claiming sex, knotting, h/c, Turning(A to O),Top!Jensen , Bottom!Jared, Prison!, Humiliation!
Crossposted here
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Jared shot up from where he was curled on the floor when he heard the ominous clang of his cell door being unlocked- Gods, but was it time for his execution already?
He struggled to climb to his feet, determined not to suffer any more indignity than strictly necessary.
“Stay”
The deep voice, even though ordering him like a dog; had him relaxing into a boneless heap on the floor- Jensen was here!
He looked up into the familiar green eyes; expecting to see sadness, grief- anything but the determined steel that he found.
“Jensen? What’s going on?” Confusion evident in his tone.
The older alpha sighed, “I- I figured out a way to save you”
“Yeah?” That sounded like good news, then why was his best friend looking like he had swallowed a lemon?
“You’ll- uh... you’ll need to submit... to an alpha.”
Oh. OH!
“No... Jen, don’t...no!” He begged, shuffling backwards when his friend stepped forward till he hit the solitary cot.
“There’s not much of a choice, Jay... and I figured it would be easier if it was me-”
“I’ll fight you!”
Jensen gave a sad smile, “You can try.”
And it was on.
Jared’s legs kicked out hitting the older man’s thigh but Jensen barely seemed to register the blow, answering with his own punch. Jared ducked low, trying to twist out of the hold; except the chain attached to the thick leather collar around his neck (with its other end fixed firmly into the wall) snapped taut; making him gasp for air.
His momentary incapacitation was all the leeway Jensen needed as he threw the younger man to the bed and straddled him. Jared bucked like a wild bronco, but his (former?) best friend’s hold never faltered.
Rather; a hand clamped down on the back of his head, forcing it into the coarse sheets, “Stop struggling. This is going to happen, Jared... You’ll just end up hurting yourself more unless you submit.”
“I will NEVER submit!”
“Jared, seriously; Stop!”
Jared froze- sure, he’d always known Jensen was the Pack Alpha’s son and destined to inherit the job one day; but he had never seen the older alpha ever actually use that before.
There were no words wasted as he heard the sound of fabric ripping and began his struggles anew when a dry finger probed his sensitive opening.
“No, Please!” Surely Jensen would heed his best friend’s request.
And the alpha did pause; the finger withdrawing to make him relax slightly and Jensen shushed him with a whispered ‘I’m sorry’ before Jared’s whole world exploded in pain. His breath caught as his lungs struggled to find the necessary oxygen even as a tiny part of him wondered if it would not be better to simply give in and give up now.
Just as the pain began to stabilize, he felt the red-hot poker Jensen had apparently shoved into him withdraw; Jared couldn’t help the whimper that left his lips when it was pushed back in again.
Tears cascading down his cheeks as he tried to remember the man currently hurting him had once comforted him for scraped knees and the loss of his milk-teeth. The warm memories beckoned him to lose himself in them and he accepted their offer gratefully, sinking into the peaceful darkness- Safe.
**
Jared woke at the sound of loud voices- God; couldn’t he sleep in one day- ONE measly day???
Grumbling, he tried to bury himself deeper into his blanket when the movement shot pure agony through his veins. Freezing immediately, eyes still closed; he tried to remember if he had taken a tumble or something. That was when the words being spoken penetrated through the haze.
“Is it done?”
“Yes, Alpha” A hand woke found its way to his back, trembling even as it petted him, “It- It’s done.”
Wait, was that Jensen’s voice? And why did he sound so broken?
Jared shifted, trying to lever himself into a sitting position to see what was going on; gasping when blinding pain from his waist down had him nearly throwing up.
Attuned to him as always, he felt familiar hands grab him to still his movements,
“No! Stay ... don’t- don’t try to move.” Please.
Although unspoken, he could hear the plea in his friend’s voice loud and clear. And it was only then that he remembered what had happened, the realisation making him scramble as far from his friend as the narrow cot (and his injuries) allowed.
Drawing up his knees despite the pain the movement caused, he buried his head on folded arms resting atop them, eyes closed; refusing to acknowledge the presence of the Elders and the Pack Alpha in his cell. Maybe if he refused to recognize them, they would leave him alone. He heard movement and then Jensen’s loud ‘No!’ but kept his eyes shut.
“Let them confirm the truth of your words, Son” The Pack Alpha’s voice brooked no argument and he peeped from behind half-shut eyes to find Jensen reluctantly moving aside to allow the two men to approach Jared; but still remaining as close as he could.
A strangled moan left his lips when rough hands unceremoniously grabbed him and pulled him flat on the bed- his legs pushed cruelly apart; re-lighting the abused flesh back from the subdued throbbing it had settled into.
He felt the sticky wetness of blood and- of blood. Face burning with shame as he was manhandled into position, wondering what kind of pathetic sight he made for the watching audience.
Something probed at the torn flesh, making him howl and try to curl back into a foetal position; but firm hand kept him pinned agonisingly open.
“Dominated; definitely.”
The tears he had kept from falling trickled past his lashes at having his weakness so publicly announced.
“Good; Status?” A cold voice enquired.
Jared gulped in a deep breath when the probing fingers disappeared, but couldn’t hold back the scream when the roughly rolled him over. He watched with a kind of morbid curiosity when a hand lowered between his legs, feeling completely numb, till the callused fingers made contact, making him scream. From the corner of his wet lashes he noticed Jensen flinch with every whimper that slipped past his lips.
“Yup, this bitch has certainly been put in his place!” The-... the ‘prober’? - announced cheerfully.
Jared watched as Jensen turned slightly green at the pronouncement, trying to curl back into position when the hands holding him pinned open like a specimen in Biology-class disappeared.
“Good job, Je-”
“Wait, what’s this?” The gratingly cheerful voice interrupted the Pack-alpha.
Everything seemed to stop at the words, staring between the ‘prober’ and Jared.
Grabbing a fistful of his ruined tunic, the man hauled Jared up; ruthlessly parting the fabric to check something on his neck. Tears of agony made his sight blurry, but he did not miss the way Jensen’s hands bunched to form fists at his callous treatment.
He felt a minor sting when fingers brushed against the vulnerable skin at the base of his throat-which was easily concealed by the rest of his body’s clamour.
“He’s been claimed.”
Stunned silence greeted the declaration.
The pack alpha was the first to recover, “No, that’s not possible... Jensen, tell me you weren’t so stupid that-”
Jensen growled, before visibly reigning himself in; “You really expected me to take chances, Alpha? Jared is MINE!”
Jared peered from behind wet lashes in mystification at the ring of possessiveness in his friend’s voice.
“You are the future Pack Alpha; you would make a traitor like him-”
This time there was no mistaking the fury in Jensen’s snarl, “Careful, Daddy... You are talking about my mate here.”
And comprehension dawned on Jared. Jensen had CLAIMED him... bound them together permanently in a bond so strong that there would be no separating them. If the Pack Alpha chose to overlook the deal he’d made with Jensen and condemn Jared; he would be condemning his own son right along.
“I will never allow him to be a Beta!” The frustrated alpha growled.
Jensen simply shrugged, “Then pick someone else as your heir.”
“You would give up your right for him?”
And this time the steel in Jensen’s voice was unmistakable, “I would die for him.”
**Jared remained curled up as the Elders left the room one after the other till only Jensen and his father were left(barring Jared).
“So, is he pardoned?” Jensen asked softly, still standing between Jared and the world like he had been since the second the men had finished ‘checking’ him over.
“You haven’t left me much of a choice, have you?” The Pack Alpha’s voice was resigned, obviously unhappy.
Jensen gaze held steady- refusing to back down.
“Fine... he is excused.” Then the alpha levelled hate-filled eyes towards Jared, “And do not make me regret this, boy. You’ll wish you’d never been born, otherwise.”
“I’m sure he already does.” Jensen murmured under his breath as the Pack Alpha left.
And no sooner had the older male departed than Jensen was on him. For a minute Jared felt his heart lurch in fear again till the words registered, “Oh god, Jared; I’m so sorry... Don’t - don’t try to move,” A hand reached out to steady him, “my knot tore you up worse than I’d anticipated...let’s get you checked out, alright?”
He sighed when the ruined clothes were unceremoniously removed from his body, Jensen using the ragged tatters to wipe him clean to the best of his ability. He watched blearily as his friend then took off his own jacket to wrap him up before picking Jared up bridal style.
It hurt some, but he managed to wrap his arms around the older alpha’s neck, helping the man support his weight. The corridors outside were empty save for two miserable figures and Jared buried his face against Jensen’s collar to avoid looking at them.
“My baby,” His mother’s voice washed over him, hurting so much that Jared wanted to comfort her.
He did nothing however, pretending to be unaware.
“He’s hurt, Ma’am... I’m taking him to the Healer now” Jensen answered. “I-I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t you be sorry, boy. You did what you had to save him... it’s not your fault.” Jared’s father assured the young alpha.
“Yes, we will always be grateful for what you did, Jensen. Thank you. So much” His mother added.
Jared turned his face into Jensen’s shoulder.
“I hurt him.” Jensen whispered, his arms tightening around his mate’s body unconsciously.
“And sometimes you have to hurt the ones you love to protect them... like-like vaccinations, okay? You did your best, Jensen. That’s all anybody can ask for.”
Jared felt Jensen nod before he was gently being settled in the backseat of Jensen’s hulking car... the alpha fussing over him for a moment before walking around to the driver’s seat.
“Jen?” He whispered; his first word since the claiming.
“Jared! You- I’m taking you to the healer now... just hold on a little longer, okay? Please.”
“Why?” He knew Jensen would understand. And sure enough green eyes locked on his through the rear-view mirror.
He had been at fault- there was no denying that; but it hadn’t been so great that he’d deserved to die... to- to have this done to him.
“Because you were- are too strong. They were threatened.”
“But I would have never-” his voice trailed off, not knowing how to explain that he never wanted to take Jensen’s right away from him. That all he wanted was to support his best-friend when he took over as Pack-Alpha.
“I know, Kiddo. I know.”
By then they had reached the Healer’s office and Jensen was carefully lifting him out to take him into the room that looked already prepared- he must have informed them before their arrival. Jared felt a tiny pinprick on his arm, realising that they were probably sedating him. Every part of him hurt, but he valiantly fought the effect of the drugs. A part of him panicked when the darkness seemed overwhelming- remembering what had happened the last time he’d surrendered to its siren call; but then he felt gentle fingers tangle with his and relaxed.
Jensen was here. Jensen- his friend, his alpha... his mate.
**The next time he opened his eyes, the surroundings were so familiar that a part of him wanted to go right back to sleep, only a tiny voice whispering that the fact that he didn’t recall their usual night of video-games and movies may not be a good sign.
But before he could panic, the door pushed open and Jensen walked in with a tray. The older alpha looked weary- his beautiful eyes ringed with dark circles which were deep enough to resemble bruises. His lips were pinched and chapped- his fair skin pale and sallow.
Worry coiled like a living thing as he struggled to detangle from the blankets covering him, “Are you alright, Jen?”
Green eyes snapped up. “You’re awake!”
Was Jensen looking this way because he was worried for Jared???
“Umm yeah... how long was I out?”
Jensen rubbed a hand through his hair, creating unruly spikes which went every which way, “Almost a week, Jay.”
“Holy shit! Mom must be freaked! And why the hell am I in your house if I’ve been sleeping for a week?”
Worried eyes met his, “You live here now, Jared. Don’t you remember?”
“I live-” and then the memories slammed into him. “That wasn’t just a nightmare, was it?”
Jensen mutely shook his head, placing the tray (with soup and a glass of water, as Jared discovered) next to the bed. He took a seat next to Jared, although he kept a safe distance between them.
“I- I don’t know how to begin, Jared... but I’m so ...so sorry... I’ll understand if you can’t ever forgive me for what I did to you. And you don’t even have to ever look at my face ever again, if you want; just... just stay here, okay? I mean... this is your home now and I’d feel better if I knew you were at a safe place. I can move out, if my presence bothers you, although I think this place is big enough that we can avoid each other if we choose... and I’ll contact Genevieve. I know you liked her. We can tell her the truth... legally it’d be the three of us- provided she agrees; but really, it’ll just be you two... I’d never touch either of you without your consent ever gain-”
Jared raised an eyebrow at the long ramble, but the alpha was not looking his way, too busy guiltily studying his shoes as he rushed to explain.
“Uh-huh... And what about my heats?” He interrupted, hating the question but realising that there was no point in denying his status now and wanting to know the answer.
“We can get you toys... suppressants... even other alphas if you so choose.”
Jared’s brow climbed higher.
“And you?”
“What about me?” Jensen looked startled at the question.
“What if I choose you?”
“To- to soothe your Heat?”
“Uh-huh”
The alpha shrugged, “You can have me.”
“Anytime I want?”
“Yes.”
“What if I wanted you to love me? To be in love with me?”
Glittering jade eyes blinked, “I already am... Always have been.” Jensen admitted.
Intrigued, Jared asked, “Even when I was an alpha?”
“Yes. I- I never would have acted on my desires though... and I’m sorry-”
And it was true, Jared realised.
They had always been unbelievably close; and were far more in-sync with each other than any two alphas could possibly be. And he did love Jensen. It didn’t matter that their relationship as mates had gotten off to such a rocky start, because before he’d been turned; he’d already fallen for his best friend.
And Jensen had only done what he had to save Jared. To protect him; even though he had to have known that his action could potentially drive them apart; Jensen had done it.
Because he loved Jared.
But even knowing that; he still wanted to hear the words from Jensen.
“Tell me you love me” Jared demanded, cutting off the round of apologies.
“I love you. Always have; always will.” Jensen repeated, earnestness shining through wet eyes.
Jared smiled, satisfied- maybe this was far from over, and maybe he would have to learn to get used to a whole new self but he had Jensen by his side and he was sure they would somehow manage. “Good, now shut up and kiss me because I love you too.”
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The end