J/C Fic - Look After You - One Shot, Complete
Title: Look After You
Characters: Jared/Chris
Rating: G
Warning: none
Word Count: ~700
Beta: NONE - sorry for any/all mistakes!!
Summary: Chris gets sick, Jared looks after him.
A/N: This was just something I quickly wrote up to get back into the groove of writing (and to test out my new laptop!), its short, simple and hopefully sweet! :)
The heat radiating from the body beside his awoke Jared from his deep sleep. Roused further by the tossing and turning of his lover, Jared reached out and stilled the older man’s body, placing his palm on the other man’s forehead and feeling the heat.
“Chris? Baby, wake up,” Jared whispered, shaking Chris gently by the shoulder.
Chris woke disorientated and confused, his eyes opening only slightly and looking around the room, “mmm?” he groaned.
“How you feeling?” Jared asked, his thumb stroking at Chris’ temple, wiping at some of the sweat that was gathering there.
“Cold…” Chris mumbled, hugging himself tight and curling up into a small ball.
Jared sighed in sympathy, this was just how Steve had acted when he first became ill with the flu, and now it looked as if Chris had caught the same bug. “Sit tight for a second, I’m going to get you something that will make you feel better okay?” Jared explained, slowly rising from the bed and making his way into the bathroom where he moistened twosmall handtowels with cold water. He returned as fast as he could, placing the towel over Chris’ forehead and rubbing another one around the older man’s neck.
“Mmm, feels good,” Chris commented, curling more towards Jared, causing the towel over his head to slide off.
“Come here, Babe,” Jared said, pulling Chris in towards him and holding the older man up against his chest, cradling Chris easily. He replaced the small towel over Chris’ head and quietly hummed out a nameless tune, lulling Chris back into a restless slumber.
That night, Jared stayed up and took care of his man, waiting for the fever to break before even thinking about leaving him for anything for himself.
The next day, Jared called in sick to work, not bothering to explain that it was actually his partner he was looking after rather than himself. He texted Jensen and Steve, letting them know what was going on before settling about the kitchen, preparing a quick and easy meal for Chris. Jared brought the warm soup broth into the bedroom and settled back on the bed, Chris automatically curing into Jared’s warmth and seeking out comfort.
Jared enjoyed the feeling of being needed like this, usually Chris was so independent, rarely showing such levels of affection as he was at the moment, and Jared was enjoying every minute of it, even though it meant that Chris wasn’t feeling well. Jared curled his arm around Chris’ broad shoulders, pulling the older man in closer without fear of catching his illness, his lips gently pressing against the side of Chris’ head.
“I made you something to eat, think you can handle it?” Jared asked, rubbing his hand up and down Chris’ arm soothingly.
“Too tired to eat…” Chris mumbled quietly, barely even opening his eyes.
“You need to eat something, keep your energy up. Lemme feed you,” Jared said, picking up the bowl and balancing it on his legs against his stomach. Supporting nearly all of Chris’ weight against his body, Jared slowly started feeding Chris the warm soup, silently thanking which ever deity was listening for Chris’ cooperation.
He raised the spoon to Chris’ lips and watched as the older man slowly swallowed the hot liquid, waiting a moment to see if it would sit before reaching down and preparing another tablespoon.
“This is good Jay…” Chris croaked.
“Your momma gave me the recipe, said it always made you feel better when you were a kid…” Jared explained, blushing slightly.
“You called my momma?” Chris chuckled softly, his body curling further in towards Jared’s, “thank you for looking after me Jay, feels nice…” he mumbled, the last part barely audible.
“That’s what I'm here for Babe, you gotta learn to let me look after you sometimes…” Jared replied, unsure of how Chris would take the comment.
“I’ll try Jay,” Chris sighed, hiding his face in the crook of Jared’s neck, “so tired,” he yawned.
“Rest now, I’ll look after you.”
~Le Fin!
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Characters: Jared/Chris
Rating: G
Warning: none
Word Count: ~700
Beta: NONE - sorry for any/all mistakes!!
Summary: Chris gets sick, Jared looks after him.
A/N: This was just something I quickly wrote up to get back into the groove of writing (and to test out my new laptop!), its short, simple and hopefully sweet! :)
The heat radiating from the body beside his awoke Jared from his deep sleep. Roused further by the tossing and turning of his lover, Jared reached out and stilled the older man’s body, placing his palm on the other man’s forehead and feeling the heat.
“Chris? Baby, wake up,” Jared whispered, shaking Chris gently by the shoulder.
Chris woke disorientated and confused, his eyes opening only slightly and looking around the room, “mmm?” he groaned.
“How you feeling?” Jared asked, his thumb stroking at Chris’ temple, wiping at some of the sweat that was gathering there.
“Cold…” Chris mumbled, hugging himself tight and curling up into a small ball.
Jared sighed in sympathy, this was just how Steve had acted when he first became ill with the flu, and now it looked as if Chris had caught the same bug. “Sit tight for a second, I’m going to get you something that will make you feel better okay?” Jared explained, slowly rising from the bed and making his way into the bathroom where he moistened twosmall handtowels with cold water. He returned as fast as he could, placing the towel over Chris’ forehead and rubbing another one around the older man’s neck.
“Mmm, feels good,” Chris commented, curling more towards Jared, causing the towel over his head to slide off.
“Come here, Babe,” Jared said, pulling Chris in towards him and holding the older man up against his chest, cradling Chris easily. He replaced the small towel over Chris’ head and quietly hummed out a nameless tune, lulling Chris back into a restless slumber.
That night, Jared stayed up and took care of his man, waiting for the fever to break before even thinking about leaving him for anything for himself.
The next day, Jared called in sick to work, not bothering to explain that it was actually his partner he was looking after rather than himself. He texted Jensen and Steve, letting them know what was going on before settling about the kitchen, preparing a quick and easy meal for Chris. Jared brought the warm soup broth into the bedroom and settled back on the bed, Chris automatically curing into Jared’s warmth and seeking out comfort.
Jared enjoyed the feeling of being needed like this, usually Chris was so independent, rarely showing such levels of affection as he was at the moment, and Jared was enjoying every minute of it, even though it meant that Chris wasn’t feeling well. Jared curled his arm around Chris’ broad shoulders, pulling the older man in closer without fear of catching his illness, his lips gently pressing against the side of Chris’ head.
“I made you something to eat, think you can handle it?” Jared asked, rubbing his hand up and down Chris’ arm soothingly.
“Too tired to eat…” Chris mumbled quietly, barely even opening his eyes.
“You need to eat something, keep your energy up. Lemme feed you,” Jared said, picking up the bowl and balancing it on his legs against his stomach. Supporting nearly all of Chris’ weight against his body, Jared slowly started feeding Chris the warm soup, silently thanking which ever deity was listening for Chris’ cooperation.
He raised the spoon to Chris’ lips and watched as the older man slowly swallowed the hot liquid, waiting a moment to see if it would sit before reaching down and preparing another tablespoon.
“This is good Jay…” Chris croaked.
“Your momma gave me the recipe, said it always made you feel better when you were a kid…” Jared explained, blushing slightly.
“You called my momma?” Chris chuckled softly, his body curling further in towards Jared’s, “thank you for looking after me Jay, feels nice…” he mumbled, the last part barely audible.
“That’s what I'm here for Babe, you gotta learn to let me look after you sometimes…” Jared replied, unsure of how Chris would take the comment.
“I’ll try Jay,” Chris sighed, hiding his face in the crook of Jared’s neck, “so tired,” he yawned.
“Rest now, I’ll look after you.”
~Le Fin!
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