Title: A Normal Day Off
Author:
enableloveRating: R
Warnings: Unapologetic Schmoop.
Word Count: 825
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Summary: Jared. Jensen. A day off.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves and each other and this isn’t true, probably.
A/N: This is for
fahrbot who bought me for
help_haiti’s Lightening Round. She asked for Something happy! How about, J2 have their perfect day, whatever that means to them (ie, napping, playing with the dogs, grilling, or just whatever!) Hope you like it! Thanks, as always, to
matalinolukaret for looking this over ♥
Days off are rare for Jensen and Jared, so when they finally do get a day off, they try to make the most of it. This ultimately means that they try to rest and relax as much as possible because they’re going back to work for another eighteen to twenty hours the next day.
Jared sleeps in for once, which is quite impressive considering he wakes up before the sun is out normally to go work out and walk the dogs. But he sleeps in and Jensen’s the one that actually wakes up a little earlier than Jared to let the dogs out before crawling back into bed, on top of Jared really, and kisses him awake with his freshly minted breath.
They kiss lazily for a few minutes, Jared’s hand trailing across Jensen’s back, simultaneously tickling him and arousing him. Both of them have morning wood and grind against each other, panting hot breaths against each other’s lips until both of them surrender to the feeling of orgasms rushing through them. Jensen drops his head in the curve of Jared’s neck and tries to catch his breath. It’s like that spot is made for him because he fits perfectly. He sucks a small hickey there, just low enough that Sam’s jacket and shirt will cover it up.
When both of them feel like they can move and that their legs don’t feel like jelly anymore, they head into the shower. It’s nothing more than quickly soaping up their bodies and washing the dry come off their skin. But Jensen takes a moment to admire the hot water sluicing down his gorgeous boyfriend’s body. Jared catches his eye and sticks his tongue out and pretends to cover himself up. But Jensen can see the blush creeping up on his cheeks that has nothing to do with the hot water and everything to do with Jensen’s appreciative gaze.
Jared jokes around a lot and pretends to flaunt his body, but Jensen knows he gets insecure and Jensen loves when Jared gets all bashful and adorable, it just makes Jared that much hotter.
He reaches up to kiss Jared, hand automatically winding in Jared’s thick hair. Jensen can taste the hot water mixing with the addictive taste of Jared and Jensen can’t seem to get enough. He finally pulls away when breathing becomes an issue and just presses small chaste pecks wherever he can reach, mumbling words of adoration.
“So gorgeous Jay. You’re so fucking beautiful. And all mine,” Jensen almost growls, tweaking a nipple and marking the spot right above it. Jared arcs beneath him and moans.
“Yours Jen, only yours.”
Jensen smiles against the mark he just made, because he knows it goes both ways. Jared is as much his as he is Jared’s.
They finish showering and drying, putting on clothes they can lounge around in. Jensen’s wearing one of Jared’s old hoodies, so it’s really big and faded, but it smells like Jared and is warm, which is good enough for Jensen.
Both of them head towards the kitchen, after rolling around with the dogs and handing out tons of pats and belly rubs and scratches behind ears. They might be in need of another shower, but they’re still relatively clean and very lazy and its not like they are going out so it doesn’t really matter.
They putter around the kitchen, making brunch. Words aren’t exchanged much except for asking to pass ingredients or such. There’s a quick brush of lips or hands as they pass by each other, but otherwise it’s relatively silent as they work. They sit at the table after they’re done, sipping their coffee and eating their eggs, feet tangling under the table. They talk about the most inane things from work to their respective families to Chad, Mike, Chris and Misha and what crazy things have been done recently.
After finishing up, they stand hip to hip at the sink and wash dishes. They finish cleaning up a little and settle down on the sofa. Jensen turns on the TV and finds the Mavs versus Spurs game that was on a few nights ago that he TiVo’d for them. Jensen’s settled in the vee of Jared’s spread legs. Jared’s arms come around him and Jensen’s back is pressed against Jared’s chest.
It’s pretty much their default position for whenever they’re on the couch and it’s pretty damn comfortable. Jensen feels his eyelids droop from the slow rubbing of Jared’s hand along Jensen’s stomach. He puts his own hands on top of Jared’s and rests his head against Jared’s well-muscled torso.
“You already sleepy?” Jared asks, amused.
“Mmmhmm,” Jensen responds, not even giving him a real answer. He knows Jared is looking down at Jensen and grinning fondly and Jensen feels a smile covering his own face. It’s been a pretty awesome day so far, and hopefully after the nap it’s going to just go up from there.