THIS WAY COMES: I Will Show Myself, 6/? [NC-17] Jared/Jensen, HS RPS AU
Title: This Way Comes Part VI: I Will Show Myself
Author: truelyesoteric
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Jared/Jensen
Warnings: Its RPS AU. High School. That is enough of a scary thing for me. Also all the usual. Also this is a part of a larger whole story. Which will come every few weeks. I don't leave you hanging with WIPs. Promise.
Spoilers: Its AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone named Jensen and Jared. Slavery is wrong, yo. I also didn't go to private HS, but this may or may not be based on my step-sister's stories.
Word Count: This Part - 5000; Story So Far 24000
Summary: Jared Padalecki has money, a great education, a sure thing at an ivy league college, a great room in his dorms, athletic skills that make him captain of every team he's on, and popularity. What he needs is a clue. Entering into his awareness: Jensen Ackles.
Beta: There would be no posting without kathickers. I sent it to her with a "how about this", she wrote me back and told me I had to do this. So I did. She also helped me immensely with everything. She is awesome.
Part I: First Week of Senior Year
Part II: My Will To His Consent
Part III: To The Latter End of a Fray
Part IV: Through Jensen's Eyes
Part IV: We Should Be Woo'd
By the time that they reached the quad the next day Chad was ready to strangle Jared with his pretty little school-issued tie.
He plopped down next to Sandy on the bench.
“It’s a good thing that we just wear the school uniforms,” Chad grumbled. “‘Cause at least there is one thing in this world that he’s not flipping out about.”
Jared glared at him. “You’re just pissed that I’m not letting you gush about your conversation with Sophia and the fact that I got to first base and you were stuck holding hands.”
“Oh, my god,” Sandy squealed. “You kissed him.”
Chad immediately put his hand over her mouth. “We aren’t hiding this, but let’s not make announcements until we’re sure that Jensen is on board.”
Jared rolled his eyes; like this was something that Chad was actually involved with. Chad seemed to think that he was part of this relationship.
Sandy nodded behind Chad’s hand, her eyes shining. Jared was a little touched at how much his friends cared about this relationship that he was having with Jensen, they seemed to want it almost as much as he did.
The whole intimidation factor of being with a guy was a little abated by the fact that his mother, Sandy, and of course Chad were all behind him unconditionally.
He had way more people in his corner than he was beginning to think that he deserved.
Jared decided to give Sandy a little bit and leaned in and whispered in her ear. “I made out with him.”
Her squeal was audible behind Chad’s hand.
Chad wasn’t paying attention anymore and his hand slipped from Sandy mouth.
Sandy watched with wide eyes as Sophia and Jensen approached. It was kind of like a wild west standoff.
“Hi, tall friend,” Sophia said with way too much enthusiasm, looking only at Jared, ignoring Chad who was ignoring her. It was far too awkward. They seemed like they were trying to figure out what was supposed to happen between the couples now.
Chad looked at Jensen and gave him a friendly punch to the arm. “Hey, Jenny-boy.”
Jensen looked at him with the death glare.
Hey, that is my look, Jared pouted, feeling jealous. He really wasn’t going to stand for being ignored. He was terrified that Jensen was going to go that route and pretend nothing was going on. He felt all the ground that he had made last night was eroding away.
Jared was not going to let that happen. He tried to shoot Jensen a look, but Jensen was looking at the grass.
Sandy looked from one to another as Jensen was looking at Sophia and Chad was looking at Jared. “Who is dating who?”
Jared grabbed Jensen; he was going to make some things perfectly clear. “Nobody is officially dating, but the guy I’m not dating and I need to get to class.”
Jensen glared once more at Chad and then rolled his eyes at Jared before clapping him on the shoulder and moving him forward, but some of the tension and rigidity had faded from Jensen’s shoulders.
“First rule of dating a guy,” Jensen advised as they moved towards calculus. “Caveman doesn’t really work.”
Jared smiled prettily. “Are we dating?’
“When you learn the rules we can talk about it,” Jensen laughed.
“There are guy dating rules,” Jared said with mock shock, he pouted. “I am dating you to avoid the rules.”
“Yeah dating a guy is so much easier. From what I hear it is pretty much the same, just different body parts,” Jensen laughed.
People were staring because the two of them seemed so vibrant and alive. There was something shiny emanating from the two of them.
“Well, how about this,” Jared said as they walked into their classroom. “There is this play showcase next weekend. The theater group here is putting parts of shows that they did last year for some of the local kids.”
They sat down and Jensen rested his hand on his fist. A knowing smile was barely visible above his knuckles.
“Oh, really?” Jensen nodded. “I’ve heard such rumors, tell me more.”
Jared shrugged. “I don’t know much about it, but I was thinking about going to see the performance next Saturday night. If it’s okay with you.”
Jensen shrugged. “I’m always one for people appreciating the arts.”
Jared leaned in a little more. “Well, I hear the guy playing Puck, mischief maker extraordinaire, in A Midsummer’s Night Dream, is hot and in tights.”
Jensen raised his eyebrows. “As he usually is.”
“So the tights thing is true,” Jared said wagging his eyebrows. “I so want to be there now.”
“Your appreciation of the arts is astounding,” Jensen replied dryly.
“Okay, students,” the teacher announced. “Let’s see what homework you guys managed to get done during your very demanding lives that involve eating, sleeping, and other very time consuming inane teenage tasks, but which do not seem to involve math.”
Jared turned around, ignoring the teacher. “So, is it okay?”
“Yeah, it’s okay,” Jensen said, low and a little breathy.
“Is ice cream after for the magical sprite star okay too?” Jared whispered, louder than strictly necessary.
“Mr. Padalecki,” the teacher interrupted. “Can you please stop harassing Mr. Ackles?”
“Yeah, you dumb jock,” Jensen said, his eyes shining with laughter.
“Tinkerbell,” Jared replied sullenly.
“Just for that you owe me a banana split and you can’t have any,” Jensen leaned in a whispered.
**
They walked to German this time without pretense, it was more than going the same direction, it was spending time together. Jensen was telling Jared about his car and about how he was fixing it up.
I’m not uninterested, Jared thought, loving the unabashed pride in Jensen’s voice, talking about fixing up a ’67 Chevy Impala. I’m also only understanding about five percent of this.
Jared could do percentages like nobody’s business.
They sat together in class, whispering and generally not paying attention. The class was pretty lax so as long as they did it in German it was fine. Jensen could speak German pretty easily and Jared spent half the class alternately trying to translate the phrases that Jensen was putting together, blushing furiously, and impressed/horrified that Jensen knew so many dirty phrases in German.
Also, I wonder if he is serious, Jared wondered.
Jared couldn’t be having that thought right now. He was getting a little sick of the in-school hard-ons.
“You speak this pretty well,” Jared said. He had an ear for languages and dialects, he did not have much talent at speaking them himself.
“Ich habe eine flinke Zunge, ” Jensen whispered, handing Jared a jolly rancher that he seemed to have a never ending supply of in his backpack.
Jensen popped out another piece of candy, popped it into his mouth, wrapper and all. After a second he pulled out just the wrapper.
Yep, Jared’s mind supplied. He’s serious.
Jared looked straight ahead, because it was almost unbearable how much he liked Jensen. What was still a new little rush was how much Jensen turned him on.
They were quiet through the rest of class, almost paying attention. Finally the bell rang.
When they got up, Jared squinted. “What do you have now?”
“Impressive, Padalecki,” Jensen grinned and mocked. “You’re learning to ask about other people. I will never be astounded at people’s ability to change.”
Jared fluttered his hand in faux offendedness, “With that kind of response, I’m never going to do it again.”
“Politics and Gender roles of Ancient Rome,” Jensen replied.
“Damn,” Jared snickered. “That sounds so much more relevant than the US Government that my mother had me take.”
“Ahh,” Jensen said, looking at him. Jared had told him bits about his mother and her ever crusading to save those less fortunate. “The elusive Padalecki mother. You’ll have to tell me about her some time.”
Jared just looked at him. “It worries me that you care that much about my mother.”
“Vielleicht will ich nur mehr über Dich wissen,” Jensen said with a grin.
“I…” Jared said his brow creasing as he translated the phrase. He didn’t even know how to finish that sentence.
Jensen twirled on his heel. “See you in World Lit.”
**
Jared was happily oblivious to anything except that he got to spend as much time with Jensen as possible. Chad grumbled about how unfair it was that same sex couples had advantages when it came to being in the dorms after hours.
Chad had taken to throwing dirty socks at them when they decided to make out.
They were taking it slow and Jared knew that it was all his fault. He had never taken it slow before and he was a little embarrassed. It was just…
…the dick part of it.
Jared was a little apprehensive about the dick that wasn’t his and there just was no polite way of ignoring it any more. Not that he wanted to ignore it but his brain couldn’t connect point A with point B. Jensen was being really awesome about trying to be discreet about hard-ons, but Jared really liked everything, including the physical, with Jensen.
He wanted it to go forward.
But there was just a thing.
He just was choking, in that metaphorical sense. Jensen didn’t seem to be overly concerned, he just kind of seemed surprised every time Jared kissed him back and he nearly had a spontaneous orgasm when Jared initiated the kiss.
But Jared was astounded that he was having such a hard time doing something that he really wanted to do. He was just a little nervous. He couldn’t remember his first time with a girl and he was sure as hell that it wasn’t something that he cared about doing as much as this.
So they made out, studied, and talked, while the world went on around them and Jared tried to gather the courage to stick his hand down Jensen’s pants. He didn’t figure that it would be that hard.
Jared found himself once again on Sandy’s bed illegally.
He twirled his very sparkly pen.
“I don’t need to know how to actually give a hand job,” Jared said, staring in the middle of his thoughts. “I have been practicing on myself since I was eleven years old.”
“Too much information,” Sandy interjected idly.
Jensen rolled his eyes. “I just need to know when is the proper time to stick my hand down his pants?”
Sandy fell out of her chair laughing, and didn’t bother to get up from the floor as she held her sides.
“If you had told me two years ago,” Sandy laughed. “When you broke up with me that you would be sitting on my bed, and we’d be having this conversation, I would never have believed it,”
Jared sighed, “I’m really just tired of cumming in my pants.”
Sandy was laughing more.
“You’re no help,” Jared pouted, on a roll discussing this topic now that he had started. “I mean, from a guy’s point of view there really is never a bad time to have hands go down your pants, but…”
Jared was not sure how to end this sentence. He didn’t know how to say that it freaked him out.
“Are you sure that you really want a dude? I mean, I’m not doubting…” Sandy began.
Jared interrupted. “I can show you the gross underwear from how interested I am about this guy thing.”
Sandy made a face. “Please don’t.”
“So how do I do it?” Jared asked.
Sandy got up and leaned into him. “Sometimes it takes time. Sometimes you just need to be comfortable.”
Jared plopped back. “This sucks.”
“Or doesn’t,” Sandy quipped.
Jared just glared.
**
“You’re disgusting,” Sandy said, plopping down at dinner poking at his food.
Jared looked at his spread, which was two full trays, as usual. He saw nothing amiss. “Why?”
Sandy stole a fry. “Not that, Goof Ball. Dude, have you seen you this week with Jensen? I’ve never seen you smile that much. Actually I think that I’ve never seen anyone smile that much.”
Jared shrugged. “I’m not smiling that much.”
Sandy looked at him incredulously. “I can tell when he just appeared over my shoulder by your Pavlovian response to his presence. This super secret bisexual dating thing is going be so easy to hide.”
“Seat taken?” Sophia said sitting down without preamble. It had become familiar for them to be together. Jensen slipped into the chair next to Jared.
Chad sat down with a huff. “For the record, man, I’ll do this, but I don’t like it and it wasn’t my idea.”
Jared raised an eyebrow. “You are going to make it big in this world with that kind of accountability.”
Sophia pinched Chad “Way to throw us under the bus.”
Chad kissed her on the cheek. “Just had to get that out of the way. Your turn.”
Sophia stared at him wide eyed. “I can’t believe a single thing about you, including why that was so cute.”
Jared poked her. “You’re not supposed to tell him those things. It feeds his ego and makes him stupider.”
Chad just smiled at Sophia. Sophia rolled her eyes, but she was fighting back a grin.
The two of them were getting closer in the past few weeks. Chad was unable to be charming and Sophia loved it. She found something endearing in the way that Chad bumbled and offended through life.
She wouldn’t let him get past second base, claiming Jensen and Jared had to get there first, but she spent as much time with him as she could and she really seemed to be enjoying herself.
Sandy was laughing. “You guys are so not for real. I totally want to know--what is not Chad’s idea?”
“I’ll probably be up for it if it wasn’t Chad’s idea,” Jared added.
“Bitch,” Chad muttered. “You just wait.”
Jensen and Sophia looked at each other. Then Jensen looked down at his lunch, Sophia looked at Jared with a full grin.
Jared held up a hand, “I am not interested in girls at the present time, so please do not try to use your sexy smile.”
“Dude, her sexy smile works on me,” Jensen said, still not looking up as he chewed on a fry. “And I’ve never been into girls.”
Jared rolled his eyes. “Rip off the band aid, Soph.”
“After the play on Saturday is our friend Michael’s birthday,” Sophia said, just as brightly. “I know that you have a super date with Jensen, but we want to invite you to Michael’s birthday party instead. It’s at a club, but I know we all have fake IDs, some of them aren’t great, but we’ve been to the club a few times and it is fairly lax about it, so we all can get in. Are you in?”
Jared looked between Jensen and Sophia. His brain remained quiet and very confused.
“It’s at a gay club,” Jensen said with a sigh, finally looking up.
He wants you to meet his friends. He wants you to go to a gay club. His brain tried out.
Jared thought for a moment. He was strangely okay with this premise. In fact, this idea made him really really happy. He didn’t care if the club catered to shuffle board; Jensen wanted him to hang out with his friends. That was almost more than meeting the parents. Jensen wanted to take him beyond the immediate circle of friends.
He basked in the feeling.
“I’m in,” Jared said after moment’s hesitation.
The clouds in Jensen’s eyes cleared and the smile was just so pretty on his face. Jared couldn’t kiss him, not in the cafeteria. He settled with linking his foot behind Jensen’s. Jensen looked down, a blush creeping up his neck.
Sophia turned and looked at Chad and raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, he almost hesitated right there. That warning was so necessary.”
Chad shrugged. “What do I know about him? He is changing too fast for me to keep up.”
**
The week passed so quickly. Jared was excited to finally see Jensen doing something that he loved. Jensen had snuck into the last game to see Jared doing something that he enjoyed doing, and Jared figured that it was going to be a regular thing. Jared wanted seeing Jensen to be a regular thing too.
Dinner was just Chad and Jared, Sandy having gone shopping for the night and Sophia and Jensen doing pre-play things.
Jared spent most of the time looking at the clock; finally Chad huffed and motioned for them to go.
Jared walked out of the caf and Chad looked at him all squinty and then grabbed his sunglasses from his bag before nodding towards the theater building.
“Let’s go get our art on,” Chad said behind his dark frames.
Jared followed him, looking at the sunglasses and at the darkening cloudy night. “Are we incognito? Are you really that ashamed that you have to go see your girl in a play?”
Chad stopped and pulled down his sunglasses, peering over them to look at Jared. “Dude, if you haven’t noticed you glow a little these days. I’ve never seen you smile this much and you don’t lack for the smiling. I’m going to go blind with you seeing your boy toy in tights for an hour.”
They started moving again.
“I don’t smile that much,” Jared huffed.
“Sure, Mr. Chipper,” Chad muttered. “I’ll start taking video.”
When they were in the darkened theater, Chad removed his sunglasses and Jensen came on stage. Jared realized that he didn’t have a leg to stand on as far and the not smiling thing was going.
It was just that Jensen was wearing the much-lauded tights, but it was something else that totally had Jared mesmerized this time,
Jensen was wearing black eyeliner.
Black fucking, eyeliner, his brain was sighing. Mine. Mine. Mine.
Jared was getting much better at learning to get along with the voice in his head these days. They were buds.
It wasn’t just the eyeliner. Or the flecks of glitter and shadow that just made his green eyes pop under the lights. It was just the way that he moved. He was just like a cat. Jared’s mouth went a little dry at the way that Jensen was so in control of the stage, he was just totally and completely in control of his actions and movements.
It was pretty much one of the sexiest things that Jared had seen.
Jared was mesmerized by every move; every bit of emotion, everything Jensen did amazed him. Jensen was so sexy at that moment. He realized that everything that had changed inside of him over the last few weeks of being with Jensen was totally worth it, because this guy on stage would take him aside later…
…later.
Jared shifted, he wanted later, he wanted it so badly.
He watched the play, getting more aroused; he was humming with want by the time the play ended.
After the final bows he almost ran to the back of the stage. Sophia saw him and pointed him to the small private dressing room that she and Jensen were sharing. She gave him a wink, Jared hoped it meant that she was going to stay away from the room for a little bit.
Jensen was sitting there in front of the mirror.
Jared strode over in two steps. Still standing, he leaned down to kiss Jensen. Jensen let out a little moan, which turned into a begging whimper when one of Jared’s hands covered his denim enclosed dick.
Jared knelt without breaking the kiss, his hands fumbling with Jensen’s waistband. They kissed as Jensen lifted his hips and Jared pulled down the pants. Jared pulled back a little, panting, looking into Jensen’s eyes, and stroking him cautiously.
Jensen struggled to keep his eyes open.
“Whatever you want,” Jensen said, putting it all in Jared’s court.
Jared licked his lips and kissed at the soft skin behind Jensen’s ear. He nipped lightly with his teeth.
“I’m gonna blow you,” Jared whispered with absolutely no finesse. Jensen shivered because it was quite possibly the sexiest thing he had ever heard.
Jared gave Jensen’s cock one last lazy stroke and then he pulled back and finally took a look at the first real-life hard cock that wasn’t his own.
Jared leaned down before he could think too much about it. With a flat tongue he licked up the slit, tasting the salty tang of pre-cum. He swirled his tongue around the tip.
Jensen whimpered and his hands came to tug gently at Jared’s hair.
Jared was pretty sure that this was one of the best things that he had ever done. He wasn’t sure of exactly what he was supposed to be doing, but his sensitive fingertips traced over Jensen’s ball sac and his mouth sucked and his tongue ran over veins and ridges.
And he really started to think that this was the best thing ever.
He went at it, trying to elicit as many of those little noises as possible from deep in Jensen’s throat. He was really into this.
For one second he reached down and palmed himself through his jeans. He was so hard it hurt, but when his hand was absent from touching Jensen too long Jensen let out a whining noise. Jared returned his hand to fondling Jensen and Jensen let out a happy little sound.
Jared let out a noise of pride and tried to swallow down as much of Jensen as he could. Between the near-deep throat and the vibrations of his throat Jensen just lost it before he could give any warning. Jared swallowed the mouthful of cum that flooded in and pulled back quickly, wiping his mouth.
Jensen looked down at Jared through slitted eyes.
“Sorry,” Jensen said weakly. “Meant to give you warning.”
Jared grinned a little. “So I did well?”
Jensen smiled lazily and nodded. Jared got up and moved a little closer, closing up Jensen’s pants and placing a kiss on his knee.
“I think that I really liked that,” Jared informed him.
Jensen grinned. “Got something you’ll like better. Stand up against the wall.”
Jared stood up. He leaned down for another kiss. Jensen pushed back the chair and dropped to his knees.
Jared braced himself and tried to watch Jensen, but it was hard to keep his eyes open when Jensen was doing what he was doing and what he was doing was hot and wet and felt so goddamned good. Plus the visual of Jensen’s mouth around his dick, it absolutely was the sexiest thing that Jared had ever seen. Jared lasted for an embarrassing short period of time.
He was shaking so badly from everything that it was mostly the bracing of his arms that was keeping him upright. Jensen tucked him in and gently maneuvered him into the chair. Jared reached a hand out and pulled Jensen into his lap for a long lazy kiss. With Jensen on his lap Jared could touch anywhere he wanted.
He had conquered his fear of cock and there wasn’t a part of Jensen’s body that he didn’t want to touch. He ran his hands up and down Jensen sides.
Jensen pulled away, “Did you like that too?”
Jared nodded and pulled him back for a kiss.
“Way to keep a secret, boys,” a voice from behind them said. “It smells like dirty gay sex in here.”
They managed to pull away from each other enough to look at the doorway where Sandy was in the process of smacking Chad.
“I seriously hope that you can’t really tell the difference between gay sex and heterosexual sex,” Sophia said dryly.
“I wouldn’t rule it out,” Jared said still holding onto Jensen’s hips.
“Dear holy fuck,” Chad muttered. “We don’t need the sparkles now, they’re both glowing.”
Jensen looked over at Chad and glared. “Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean that I wear sparkles to the club.”
He turned when he felt his t-shirt being pulled on. He looked down at Jared.
“Can you wear the eyeliner?” Jared asked hopefully. Jensen’s glare definitely faded at Jared’s look.
Jensen didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to; the look on his face was enough.
“Obviously he is wearing eyeliner,” Chad huffed. “Can we go now?”
Jensen and Jared barely heard him; they were just a little too busy looking at each other.
**
When they piled out of the car at the club, Jensen grabbed Jared.
Jared stopped and looked at him. They had spent the entire car ride stuffed together in the back seat. In the darkness Jared had let his hands stray to see how much could get away with touching Jensen. As opposed to when they were on campus, Jensen let him. Jensen even went so far as touching back, running his fingers over Jared’s knuckles, slipping his thumb to caress the dips and planes of Jared’s palms.
“You know how you have that thing with PDA?” Jensen asked.
Jared took in a breath and nodded. “I know, no hugging, no goosing, no touching, not even if those are things that I do with Chad. I know that you are just not comfortable with it.”
Jensen shook his head. “Maybe we try it. Just tonight. Maybe I want to know what it’s like.”
“You don’t know what it’s like?” Jared asked.
Jensen shifted from foot to foot. “Look, I’ve never really had the chance. What I do--I mean what I did--was not dating. I never really met anyone who wanted to cuddle.”
“And you want to with me?” Jared grinned. “Be careful, I might think that you like me.”
Jensen rolled his eyes. “I thought I would throw Chad a bone. You know that Sophia won’t even kiss him until we’re sure about you.”
“Oh,” Jared asked pulling back and leaning against the car as every one else walked on.
Sophia, Sandy and Chad walked towards the door, but they milled around at a subtle distance to still listen.
Jared looked up at the darkened sky, waiting for it to open up and swallow him. “You know about that?”
Jensen raised an eyebrow, trying to broach the subject. “I really wasn’t sure if trying to pretend, maybe I could think it was a game. You know bored rich kid sets up drama to entertain himself. My paranoid mind wants to think that you and Chad are just acting out. But the thing is that I have gotten to know you. Soph has gotten to know you. You were suspect, but we were kind of believing you, seeing as you are pretty transparent. Then there is the thing, you know--tonight you gave me a blowjob, no questions asked. You are a great guy, but I can’t see you blowing me for the greater good of Chad.”
Jensen tried to sound light, but Jared just shifted from foot to foot.
“I could be that big of a douche bag,” Jared said biting his lip and looking up at the sky, blinking back tears. He couldn’t hear the levity in Jensen’s voice; all he could hear was the fact that Jensen had caught on to the less savory of his initial motives. He felt like he had really really put himself out there and he was a little scared of it falling into his face.
Jensen stepped closer and tilted Jared’s chin so that Jared was looking back down at Jensen.
“Are you that big of a douche bag?” Jensen asked, seriously. Jared swallowed because Jensen didn’t look mad.
His eyes were wide open, that tough guy who had made Jared jump through hoops was gone and there was something young and venerable instead. Something solid and real seemed to exist between them.
“No,” Jared pushed out through the lump that had formed in his throat. “I kind of like you.”
Jensen stepped forward. He reached out a hand and cupped Jared’s chin. He kissed his lips lightly.
Jared felt something off about Jensen. Jensen seemed to be thinking something. For a moment he didn’t say anything, then he took a ridiculous breath.
“Then be my boyfriend,” Jensen said, nuzzling into his neck.
“Really?” Jared squeaked.
“If you want to,” Jensen said licking a stripe up his neck. “I mean, you’d be dating a guy who has never dated anyone before. I’m a dating virgin.”
“Do you really want to date a guy who besides one blow job is a gay virgin?” Jared asked with a laugh.
“I’ll teach you all that stuff, you know lips over teeth, generous use of lube, that kind of thing,” Jensen offered.
“And I’ll teach you about cuddling and that stuff,” Jared offered, really way to exited about cuddling.
They stood there for another moment.
“Can you two hurry up,” Chad yelled. “Jensen, your friends are waiting.”
“Jesus, Chad,” Jensen yelled over his shoulder. “Can I not make out with my boyfriend without you interrupting?”
“Boyfriend!” Chad yelled. “I’m so getting laid tonight!”
Jared looked over at Chad, as did some people in the parking lot, people who were going into the club. They gave him suggestive looks as to who could do the laying. Sophia gave him quite the opposite look of who was not going to be doing the laying.
Chad looked at Sophia with a little shame. “I’m not getting laid anytime soon after that.”
“Nope,” Sophia told him.
“I’m lucky that you’re not running away,” Chad shrugged. “I’ll take it.”
Sophia just shook her head. “I’ve got issues.”
Jared still held onto Jensen and laughed. “Nah, you’ve just got Chad.”
Author: truelyesoteric
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Jared/Jensen
Warnings: Its RPS AU. High School. That is enough of a scary thing for me. Also all the usual. Also this is a part of a larger whole story. Which will come every few weeks. I don't leave you hanging with WIPs. Promise.
Spoilers: Its AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone named Jensen and Jared. Slavery is wrong, yo. I also didn't go to private HS, but this may or may not be based on my step-sister's stories.
Word Count: This Part - 5000; Story So Far 24000
Summary: Jared Padalecki has money, a great education, a sure thing at an ivy league college, a great room in his dorms, athletic skills that make him captain of every team he's on, and popularity. What he needs is a clue. Entering into his awareness: Jensen Ackles.
Beta: There would be no posting without kathickers. I sent it to her with a "how about this", she wrote me back and told me I had to do this. So I did. She also helped me immensely with everything. She is awesome.
Part I: First Week of Senior Year
Part II: My Will To His Consent
Part III: To The Latter End of a Fray
Part IV: Through Jensen's Eyes
Part IV: We Should Be Woo'd
By the time that they reached the quad the next day Chad was ready to strangle Jared with his pretty little school-issued tie.
He plopped down next to Sandy on the bench.
“It’s a good thing that we just wear the school uniforms,” Chad grumbled. “‘Cause at least there is one thing in this world that he’s not flipping out about.”
Jared glared at him. “You’re just pissed that I’m not letting you gush about your conversation with Sophia and the fact that I got to first base and you were stuck holding hands.”
“Oh, my god,” Sandy squealed. “You kissed him.”
Chad immediately put his hand over her mouth. “We aren’t hiding this, but let’s not make announcements until we’re sure that Jensen is on board.”
Jared rolled his eyes; like this was something that Chad was actually involved with. Chad seemed to think that he was part of this relationship.
Sandy nodded behind Chad’s hand, her eyes shining. Jared was a little touched at how much his friends cared about this relationship that he was having with Jensen, they seemed to want it almost as much as he did.
The whole intimidation factor of being with a guy was a little abated by the fact that his mother, Sandy, and of course Chad were all behind him unconditionally.
He had way more people in his corner than he was beginning to think that he deserved.
Jared decided to give Sandy a little bit and leaned in and whispered in her ear. “I made out with him.”
Her squeal was audible behind Chad’s hand.
Chad wasn’t paying attention anymore and his hand slipped from Sandy mouth.
Sandy watched with wide eyes as Sophia and Jensen approached. It was kind of like a wild west standoff.
“Hi, tall friend,” Sophia said with way too much enthusiasm, looking only at Jared, ignoring Chad who was ignoring her. It was far too awkward. They seemed like they were trying to figure out what was supposed to happen between the couples now.
Chad looked at Jensen and gave him a friendly punch to the arm. “Hey, Jenny-boy.”
Jensen looked at him with the death glare.
Hey, that is my look, Jared pouted, feeling jealous. He really wasn’t going to stand for being ignored. He was terrified that Jensen was going to go that route and pretend nothing was going on. He felt all the ground that he had made last night was eroding away.
Jared was not going to let that happen. He tried to shoot Jensen a look, but Jensen was looking at the grass.
Sandy looked from one to another as Jensen was looking at Sophia and Chad was looking at Jared. “Who is dating who?”
Jared grabbed Jensen; he was going to make some things perfectly clear. “Nobody is officially dating, but the guy I’m not dating and I need to get to class.”
Jensen glared once more at Chad and then rolled his eyes at Jared before clapping him on the shoulder and moving him forward, but some of the tension and rigidity had faded from Jensen’s shoulders.
“First rule of dating a guy,” Jensen advised as they moved towards calculus. “Caveman doesn’t really work.”
Jared smiled prettily. “Are we dating?’
“When you learn the rules we can talk about it,” Jensen laughed.
“There are guy dating rules,” Jared said with mock shock, he pouted. “I am dating you to avoid the rules.”
“Yeah dating a guy is so much easier. From what I hear it is pretty much the same, just different body parts,” Jensen laughed.
People were staring because the two of them seemed so vibrant and alive. There was something shiny emanating from the two of them.
“Well, how about this,” Jared said as they walked into their classroom. “There is this play showcase next weekend. The theater group here is putting parts of shows that they did last year for some of the local kids.”
They sat down and Jensen rested his hand on his fist. A knowing smile was barely visible above his knuckles.
“Oh, really?” Jensen nodded. “I’ve heard such rumors, tell me more.”
Jared shrugged. “I don’t know much about it, but I was thinking about going to see the performance next Saturday night. If it’s okay with you.”
Jensen shrugged. “I’m always one for people appreciating the arts.”
Jared leaned in a little more. “Well, I hear the guy playing Puck, mischief maker extraordinaire, in A Midsummer’s Night Dream, is hot and in tights.”
Jensen raised his eyebrows. “As he usually is.”
“So the tights thing is true,” Jared said wagging his eyebrows. “I so want to be there now.”
“Your appreciation of the arts is astounding,” Jensen replied dryly.
“Okay, students,” the teacher announced. “Let’s see what homework you guys managed to get done during your very demanding lives that involve eating, sleeping, and other very time consuming inane teenage tasks, but which do not seem to involve math.”
Jared turned around, ignoring the teacher. “So, is it okay?”
“Yeah, it’s okay,” Jensen said, low and a little breathy.
“Is ice cream after for the magical sprite star okay too?” Jared whispered, louder than strictly necessary.
“Mr. Padalecki,” the teacher interrupted. “Can you please stop harassing Mr. Ackles?”
“Yeah, you dumb jock,” Jensen said, his eyes shining with laughter.
“Tinkerbell,” Jared replied sullenly.
“Just for that you owe me a banana split and you can’t have any,” Jensen leaned in a whispered.
**
They walked to German this time without pretense, it was more than going the same direction, it was spending time together. Jensen was telling Jared about his car and about how he was fixing it up.
I’m not uninterested, Jared thought, loving the unabashed pride in Jensen’s voice, talking about fixing up a ’67 Chevy Impala. I’m also only understanding about five percent of this.
Jared could do percentages like nobody’s business.
They sat together in class, whispering and generally not paying attention. The class was pretty lax so as long as they did it in German it was fine. Jensen could speak German pretty easily and Jared spent half the class alternately trying to translate the phrases that Jensen was putting together, blushing furiously, and impressed/horrified that Jensen knew so many dirty phrases in German.
Also, I wonder if he is serious, Jared wondered.
Jared couldn’t be having that thought right now. He was getting a little sick of the in-school hard-ons.
“You speak this pretty well,” Jared said. He had an ear for languages and dialects, he did not have much talent at speaking them himself.
“Ich habe eine flinke Zunge, ” Jensen whispered, handing Jared a jolly rancher that he seemed to have a never ending supply of in his backpack.
Jensen popped out another piece of candy, popped it into his mouth, wrapper and all. After a second he pulled out just the wrapper.
Yep, Jared’s mind supplied. He’s serious.
Jared looked straight ahead, because it was almost unbearable how much he liked Jensen. What was still a new little rush was how much Jensen turned him on.
They were quiet through the rest of class, almost paying attention. Finally the bell rang.
When they got up, Jared squinted. “What do you have now?”
“Impressive, Padalecki,” Jensen grinned and mocked. “You’re learning to ask about other people. I will never be astounded at people’s ability to change.”
Jared fluttered his hand in faux offendedness, “With that kind of response, I’m never going to do it again.”
“Politics and Gender roles of Ancient Rome,” Jensen replied.
“Damn,” Jared snickered. “That sounds so much more relevant than the US Government that my mother had me take.”
“Ahh,” Jensen said, looking at him. Jared had told him bits about his mother and her ever crusading to save those less fortunate. “The elusive Padalecki mother. You’ll have to tell me about her some time.”
Jared just looked at him. “It worries me that you care that much about my mother.”
“Vielleicht will ich nur mehr über Dich wissen,” Jensen said with a grin.
“I…” Jared said his brow creasing as he translated the phrase. He didn’t even know how to finish that sentence.
Jensen twirled on his heel. “See you in World Lit.”
**
Jared was happily oblivious to anything except that he got to spend as much time with Jensen as possible. Chad grumbled about how unfair it was that same sex couples had advantages when it came to being in the dorms after hours.
Chad had taken to throwing dirty socks at them when they decided to make out.
They were taking it slow and Jared knew that it was all his fault. He had never taken it slow before and he was a little embarrassed. It was just…
…the dick part of it.
Jared was a little apprehensive about the dick that wasn’t his and there just was no polite way of ignoring it any more. Not that he wanted to ignore it but his brain couldn’t connect point A with point B. Jensen was being really awesome about trying to be discreet about hard-ons, but Jared really liked everything, including the physical, with Jensen.
He wanted it to go forward.
But there was just a thing.
He just was choking, in that metaphorical sense. Jensen didn’t seem to be overly concerned, he just kind of seemed surprised every time Jared kissed him back and he nearly had a spontaneous orgasm when Jared initiated the kiss.
But Jared was astounded that he was having such a hard time doing something that he really wanted to do. He was just a little nervous. He couldn’t remember his first time with a girl and he was sure as hell that it wasn’t something that he cared about doing as much as this.
So they made out, studied, and talked, while the world went on around them and Jared tried to gather the courage to stick his hand down Jensen’s pants. He didn’t figure that it would be that hard.
Jared found himself once again on Sandy’s bed illegally.
He twirled his very sparkly pen.
“I don’t need to know how to actually give a hand job,” Jared said, staring in the middle of his thoughts. “I have been practicing on myself since I was eleven years old.”
“Too much information,” Sandy interjected idly.
Jensen rolled his eyes. “I just need to know when is the proper time to stick my hand down his pants?”
Sandy fell out of her chair laughing, and didn’t bother to get up from the floor as she held her sides.
“If you had told me two years ago,” Sandy laughed. “When you broke up with me that you would be sitting on my bed, and we’d be having this conversation, I would never have believed it,”
Jared sighed, “I’m really just tired of cumming in my pants.”
Sandy was laughing more.
“You’re no help,” Jared pouted, on a roll discussing this topic now that he had started. “I mean, from a guy’s point of view there really is never a bad time to have hands go down your pants, but…”
Jared was not sure how to end this sentence. He didn’t know how to say that it freaked him out.
“Are you sure that you really want a dude? I mean, I’m not doubting…” Sandy began.
Jared interrupted. “I can show you the gross underwear from how interested I am about this guy thing.”
Sandy made a face. “Please don’t.”
“So how do I do it?” Jared asked.
Sandy got up and leaned into him. “Sometimes it takes time. Sometimes you just need to be comfortable.”
Jared plopped back. “This sucks.”
“Or doesn’t,” Sandy quipped.
Jared just glared.
**
“You’re disgusting,” Sandy said, plopping down at dinner poking at his food.
Jared looked at his spread, which was two full trays, as usual. He saw nothing amiss. “Why?”
Sandy stole a fry. “Not that, Goof Ball. Dude, have you seen you this week with Jensen? I’ve never seen you smile that much. Actually I think that I’ve never seen anyone smile that much.”
Jared shrugged. “I’m not smiling that much.”
Sandy looked at him incredulously. “I can tell when he just appeared over my shoulder by your Pavlovian response to his presence. This super secret bisexual dating thing is going be so easy to hide.”
“Seat taken?” Sophia said sitting down without preamble. It had become familiar for them to be together. Jensen slipped into the chair next to Jared.
Chad sat down with a huff. “For the record, man, I’ll do this, but I don’t like it and it wasn’t my idea.”
Jared raised an eyebrow. “You are going to make it big in this world with that kind of accountability.”
Sophia pinched Chad “Way to throw us under the bus.”
Chad kissed her on the cheek. “Just had to get that out of the way. Your turn.”
Sophia stared at him wide eyed. “I can’t believe a single thing about you, including why that was so cute.”
Jared poked her. “You’re not supposed to tell him those things. It feeds his ego and makes him stupider.”
Chad just smiled at Sophia. Sophia rolled her eyes, but she was fighting back a grin.
The two of them were getting closer in the past few weeks. Chad was unable to be charming and Sophia loved it. She found something endearing in the way that Chad bumbled and offended through life.
She wouldn’t let him get past second base, claiming Jensen and Jared had to get there first, but she spent as much time with him as she could and she really seemed to be enjoying herself.
Sandy was laughing. “You guys are so not for real. I totally want to know--what is not Chad’s idea?”
“I’ll probably be up for it if it wasn’t Chad’s idea,” Jared added.
“Bitch,” Chad muttered. “You just wait.”
Jensen and Sophia looked at each other. Then Jensen looked down at his lunch, Sophia looked at Jared with a full grin.
Jared held up a hand, “I am not interested in girls at the present time, so please do not try to use your sexy smile.”
“Dude, her sexy smile works on me,” Jensen said, still not looking up as he chewed on a fry. “And I’ve never been into girls.”
Jared rolled his eyes. “Rip off the band aid, Soph.”
“After the play on Saturday is our friend Michael’s birthday,” Sophia said, just as brightly. “I know that you have a super date with Jensen, but we want to invite you to Michael’s birthday party instead. It’s at a club, but I know we all have fake IDs, some of them aren’t great, but we’ve been to the club a few times and it is fairly lax about it, so we all can get in. Are you in?”
Jared looked between Jensen and Sophia. His brain remained quiet and very confused.
“It’s at a gay club,” Jensen said with a sigh, finally looking up.
He wants you to meet his friends. He wants you to go to a gay club. His brain tried out.
Jared thought for a moment. He was strangely okay with this premise. In fact, this idea made him really really happy. He didn’t care if the club catered to shuffle board; Jensen wanted him to hang out with his friends. That was almost more than meeting the parents. Jensen wanted to take him beyond the immediate circle of friends.
He basked in the feeling.
“I’m in,” Jared said after moment’s hesitation.
The clouds in Jensen’s eyes cleared and the smile was just so pretty on his face. Jared couldn’t kiss him, not in the cafeteria. He settled with linking his foot behind Jensen’s. Jensen looked down, a blush creeping up his neck.
Sophia turned and looked at Chad and raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, he almost hesitated right there. That warning was so necessary.”
Chad shrugged. “What do I know about him? He is changing too fast for me to keep up.”
**
The week passed so quickly. Jared was excited to finally see Jensen doing something that he loved. Jensen had snuck into the last game to see Jared doing something that he enjoyed doing, and Jared figured that it was going to be a regular thing. Jared wanted seeing Jensen to be a regular thing too.
Dinner was just Chad and Jared, Sandy having gone shopping for the night and Sophia and Jensen doing pre-play things.
Jared spent most of the time looking at the clock; finally Chad huffed and motioned for them to go.
Jared walked out of the caf and Chad looked at him all squinty and then grabbed his sunglasses from his bag before nodding towards the theater building.
“Let’s go get our art on,” Chad said behind his dark frames.
Jared followed him, looking at the sunglasses and at the darkening cloudy night. “Are we incognito? Are you really that ashamed that you have to go see your girl in a play?”
Chad stopped and pulled down his sunglasses, peering over them to look at Jared. “Dude, if you haven’t noticed you glow a little these days. I’ve never seen you smile this much and you don’t lack for the smiling. I’m going to go blind with you seeing your boy toy in tights for an hour.”
They started moving again.
“I don’t smile that much,” Jared huffed.
“Sure, Mr. Chipper,” Chad muttered. “I’ll start taking video.”
When they were in the darkened theater, Chad removed his sunglasses and Jensen came on stage. Jared realized that he didn’t have a leg to stand on as far and the not smiling thing was going.
It was just that Jensen was wearing the much-lauded tights, but it was something else that totally had Jared mesmerized this time,
Jensen was wearing black eyeliner.
Black fucking, eyeliner, his brain was sighing. Mine. Mine. Mine.
Jared was getting much better at learning to get along with the voice in his head these days. They were buds.
It wasn’t just the eyeliner. Or the flecks of glitter and shadow that just made his green eyes pop under the lights. It was just the way that he moved. He was just like a cat. Jared’s mouth went a little dry at the way that Jensen was so in control of the stage, he was just totally and completely in control of his actions and movements.
It was pretty much one of the sexiest things that Jared had seen.
Jared was mesmerized by every move; every bit of emotion, everything Jensen did amazed him. Jensen was so sexy at that moment. He realized that everything that had changed inside of him over the last few weeks of being with Jensen was totally worth it, because this guy on stage would take him aside later…
…later.
Jared shifted, he wanted later, he wanted it so badly.
He watched the play, getting more aroused; he was humming with want by the time the play ended.
After the final bows he almost ran to the back of the stage. Sophia saw him and pointed him to the small private dressing room that she and Jensen were sharing. She gave him a wink, Jared hoped it meant that she was going to stay away from the room for a little bit.
Jensen was sitting there in front of the mirror.
Jared strode over in two steps. Still standing, he leaned down to kiss Jensen. Jensen let out a little moan, which turned into a begging whimper when one of Jared’s hands covered his denim enclosed dick.
Jared knelt without breaking the kiss, his hands fumbling with Jensen’s waistband. They kissed as Jensen lifted his hips and Jared pulled down the pants. Jared pulled back a little, panting, looking into Jensen’s eyes, and stroking him cautiously.
Jensen struggled to keep his eyes open.
“Whatever you want,” Jensen said, putting it all in Jared’s court.
Jared licked his lips and kissed at the soft skin behind Jensen’s ear. He nipped lightly with his teeth.
“I’m gonna blow you,” Jared whispered with absolutely no finesse. Jensen shivered because it was quite possibly the sexiest thing he had ever heard.
Jared gave Jensen’s cock one last lazy stroke and then he pulled back and finally took a look at the first real-life hard cock that wasn’t his own.
Jared leaned down before he could think too much about it. With a flat tongue he licked up the slit, tasting the salty tang of pre-cum. He swirled his tongue around the tip.
Jensen whimpered and his hands came to tug gently at Jared’s hair.
Jared was pretty sure that this was one of the best things that he had ever done. He wasn’t sure of exactly what he was supposed to be doing, but his sensitive fingertips traced over Jensen’s ball sac and his mouth sucked and his tongue ran over veins and ridges.
And he really started to think that this was the best thing ever.
He went at it, trying to elicit as many of those little noises as possible from deep in Jensen’s throat. He was really into this.
For one second he reached down and palmed himself through his jeans. He was so hard it hurt, but when his hand was absent from touching Jensen too long Jensen let out a whining noise. Jared returned his hand to fondling Jensen and Jensen let out a happy little sound.
Jared let out a noise of pride and tried to swallow down as much of Jensen as he could. Between the near-deep throat and the vibrations of his throat Jensen just lost it before he could give any warning. Jared swallowed the mouthful of cum that flooded in and pulled back quickly, wiping his mouth.
Jensen looked down at Jared through slitted eyes.
“Sorry,” Jensen said weakly. “Meant to give you warning.”
Jared grinned a little. “So I did well?”
Jensen smiled lazily and nodded. Jared got up and moved a little closer, closing up Jensen’s pants and placing a kiss on his knee.
“I think that I really liked that,” Jared informed him.
Jensen grinned. “Got something you’ll like better. Stand up against the wall.”
Jared stood up. He leaned down for another kiss. Jensen pushed back the chair and dropped to his knees.
Jared braced himself and tried to watch Jensen, but it was hard to keep his eyes open when Jensen was doing what he was doing and what he was doing was hot and wet and felt so goddamned good. Plus the visual of Jensen’s mouth around his dick, it absolutely was the sexiest thing that Jared had ever seen. Jared lasted for an embarrassing short period of time.
He was shaking so badly from everything that it was mostly the bracing of his arms that was keeping him upright. Jensen tucked him in and gently maneuvered him into the chair. Jared reached a hand out and pulled Jensen into his lap for a long lazy kiss. With Jensen on his lap Jared could touch anywhere he wanted.
He had conquered his fear of cock and there wasn’t a part of Jensen’s body that he didn’t want to touch. He ran his hands up and down Jensen sides.
Jensen pulled away, “Did you like that too?”
Jared nodded and pulled him back for a kiss.
“Way to keep a secret, boys,” a voice from behind them said. “It smells like dirty gay sex in here.”
They managed to pull away from each other enough to look at the doorway where Sandy was in the process of smacking Chad.
“I seriously hope that you can’t really tell the difference between gay sex and heterosexual sex,” Sophia said dryly.
“I wouldn’t rule it out,” Jared said still holding onto Jensen’s hips.
“Dear holy fuck,” Chad muttered. “We don’t need the sparkles now, they’re both glowing.”
Jensen looked over at Chad and glared. “Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean that I wear sparkles to the club.”
He turned when he felt his t-shirt being pulled on. He looked down at Jared.
“Can you wear the eyeliner?” Jared asked hopefully. Jensen’s glare definitely faded at Jared’s look.
Jensen didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to; the look on his face was enough.
“Obviously he is wearing eyeliner,” Chad huffed. “Can we go now?”
Jensen and Jared barely heard him; they were just a little too busy looking at each other.
**
When they piled out of the car at the club, Jensen grabbed Jared.
Jared stopped and looked at him. They had spent the entire car ride stuffed together in the back seat. In the darkness Jared had let his hands stray to see how much could get away with touching Jensen. As opposed to when they were on campus, Jensen let him. Jensen even went so far as touching back, running his fingers over Jared’s knuckles, slipping his thumb to caress the dips and planes of Jared’s palms.
“You know how you have that thing with PDA?” Jensen asked.
Jared took in a breath and nodded. “I know, no hugging, no goosing, no touching, not even if those are things that I do with Chad. I know that you are just not comfortable with it.”
Jensen shook his head. “Maybe we try it. Just tonight. Maybe I want to know what it’s like.”
“You don’t know what it’s like?” Jared asked.
Jensen shifted from foot to foot. “Look, I’ve never really had the chance. What I do--I mean what I did--was not dating. I never really met anyone who wanted to cuddle.”
“And you want to with me?” Jared grinned. “Be careful, I might think that you like me.”
Jensen rolled his eyes. “I thought I would throw Chad a bone. You know that Sophia won’t even kiss him until we’re sure about you.”
“Oh,” Jared asked pulling back and leaning against the car as every one else walked on.
Sophia, Sandy and Chad walked towards the door, but they milled around at a subtle distance to still listen.
Jared looked up at the darkened sky, waiting for it to open up and swallow him. “You know about that?”
Jensen raised an eyebrow, trying to broach the subject. “I really wasn’t sure if trying to pretend, maybe I could think it was a game. You know bored rich kid sets up drama to entertain himself. My paranoid mind wants to think that you and Chad are just acting out. But the thing is that I have gotten to know you. Soph has gotten to know you. You were suspect, but we were kind of believing you, seeing as you are pretty transparent. Then there is the thing, you know--tonight you gave me a blowjob, no questions asked. You are a great guy, but I can’t see you blowing me for the greater good of Chad.”
Jensen tried to sound light, but Jared just shifted from foot to foot.
“I could be that big of a douche bag,” Jared said biting his lip and looking up at the sky, blinking back tears. He couldn’t hear the levity in Jensen’s voice; all he could hear was the fact that Jensen had caught on to the less savory of his initial motives. He felt like he had really really put himself out there and he was a little scared of it falling into his face.
Jensen stepped closer and tilted Jared’s chin so that Jared was looking back down at Jensen.
“Are you that big of a douche bag?” Jensen asked, seriously. Jared swallowed because Jensen didn’t look mad.
His eyes were wide open, that tough guy who had made Jared jump through hoops was gone and there was something young and venerable instead. Something solid and real seemed to exist between them.
“No,” Jared pushed out through the lump that had formed in his throat. “I kind of like you.”
Jensen stepped forward. He reached out a hand and cupped Jared’s chin. He kissed his lips lightly.
Jared felt something off about Jensen. Jensen seemed to be thinking something. For a moment he didn’t say anything, then he took a ridiculous breath.
“Then be my boyfriend,” Jensen said, nuzzling into his neck.
“Really?” Jared squeaked.
“If you want to,” Jensen said licking a stripe up his neck. “I mean, you’d be dating a guy who has never dated anyone before. I’m a dating virgin.”
“Do you really want to date a guy who besides one blow job is a gay virgin?” Jared asked with a laugh.
“I’ll teach you all that stuff, you know lips over teeth, generous use of lube, that kind of thing,” Jensen offered.
“And I’ll teach you about cuddling and that stuff,” Jared offered, really way to exited about cuddling.
They stood there for another moment.
“Can you two hurry up,” Chad yelled. “Jensen, your friends are waiting.”
“Jesus, Chad,” Jensen yelled over his shoulder. “Can I not make out with my boyfriend without you interrupting?”
“Boyfriend!” Chad yelled. “I’m so getting laid tonight!”
Jared looked over at Chad, as did some people in the parking lot, people who were going into the club. They gave him suggestive looks as to who could do the laying. Sophia gave him quite the opposite look of who was not going to be doing the laying.
Chad looked at Sophia with a little shame. “I’m not getting laid anytime soon after that.”
“Nope,” Sophia told him.
“I’m lucky that you’re not running away,” Chad shrugged. “I’ll take it.”
Sophia just shook her head. “I’ve got issues.”
Jared still held onto Jensen and laughed. “Nah, you’ve just got Chad.”