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I think it's time for one of these again, don't you? They're always fun and I need some of that right now.
Picture and text copied with permission from bewaretheides15
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Oh and I ate all of your Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Consider it part of your reparation payment for accidental anal insertion. I may continue to collect payments until I am no longer sore.
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The Morning After [1/5]
PG-13 - J2 - Humor, Frat Boys in Love, mentions of Drunk!Sex, Mild Angst
Disclaimer: I don't know these people at all. For instance, Gen seems to have magically taken on all the traits of her character Ruby, because fuck if I know what her real relationship with Jensen is like.
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He's been hearing the low droning vibrations for a while now, but it takes a good long time to for his half-asleep brain to process the fact that yes, it is his phone, and yes, it is buzzing two inches from his face.
Jensen cracks an eye open and immediately regrets it as the cheery morning sun stabs his into retina like an icepick. "Grn," he protests, and regrets that too. His stomach hurts like someone's punching it, and Jesus, a skunk has crawled into his mouth and died. Who let skunks in the frat house?
He's facedown on a bed- his own bed, unusually enough- stripped to his boxers and one sock. The bedding appears to have gone AWOL in the night and his cheek is pressed into the bare mattress, a pillow under one foot and an arm ( ... )
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The Morning After [2/5]
Surprisingly, Matt and Richard have regained consciousness and are mostly upright, sitting across from each other at the table in the breakfast nook. Matt has his face buried in his arms and Richard is glowering morosely down at his cereal, but that's still more animated than Jensen's ever seen them before noon.
"Hey, uh, morning. You guys seen Jay?"
Rich makes a tragic face. "Fuck Jared. He ate all the Cinnamon Toast Crunch."
Jensen's laugh edges towards hysterical. "Haha, yeah, that asshole. So, no idea where he went?"
Without lifting his head, Matt grumbles, "You'd know better than us, princess."
Jensen's blood runs cold. "What?"
"Dude. It was painful to watch."
"What did I do?" Jensen says with real horror in his voice.
It's a mistake. Rich's bloodshot eyes narrow, go beady and malicious. "Before or after you started dancing naked on tables?"
"Fuck you, I did not," Jensen returns automatically- but he really has no idea and what if he did, God, what if he-
Rich is cackling like a witch at his stricken expression and ( ... )
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The Morning After [3/5]
"Danneel," he breaths out in a rush. "Thank God. Look, you were at the party last night, right?"
"Jen, everybody and their brother was at Pi Kappa last night." She sounds desperately hungover, voice hoarse and no louder than a whisper.
"So, yes?"
A sigh. "What's the matter, baby?"
The crosswalk lights up and Jensen trots across the intersection, headed for Old Town. "Listen, I think… I think I may have done something stupid."
Danneel croaks out a laugh in his ear. "Brace yourself, AMU! I don't even want to know what would finally register as stupid to you."
Jensen cups his hand around the phone and lowers his voice. "Hypothetically, sex?"
"Well." Her voice is dry as a desert. "To most people, yes, sex while being blackout drunk is a very stupid idea. That certainly hasn't stopped you before."
"Hypothetically, sex with Jared."
The silence on the other end of the line lasts for so long he prompts, "Danni?"
"Oh, you poor dumb bastard," she says sadly.
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"Oh wow, you must be really fucking desperate," Genevieve observes from ( ... )
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The Morning After [4/5]
In the end, he finds Jared more by accident than anything else.
The afternoon sun is stretching long black shadows out behind the campus buildings, late spring day gone still and hot in the fading light.
Jared's sitting in a skinny, empty courtyard that runs behind the ag building and Robert McKinley Hall. He's found a place braced against a pillar on a knee-high concrete retaining wall, long legs stretched out in front of him and a tiny espresso cup cradled in his big hands.
"Hey," Jensen says quietly.
Jared looks up at the sky, eyes following a flock of sparrows as they take off from a power line. "You want to know exactly what happened?"
He's thrown off for a second, but then Jensen sees the phone lying next to him. Even if Misha managed to keep his gossipy little thoughts to himself, Gen certainly didn't. "Yes, please," he says meekly.
Jared chews his bottom lip, then turns and pins Jensen in place with a look, too open and too exposed. Jensen has to fight to hold his gaze.
"First of all, if you ever get that drunk ( ... )
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The Morning After [5/5]
Jensen's never been kissed so aggressively, like his partner had something to prove and was taking it out on his mouth. He doesn't pussy around with the soft, playful licks and nips that Jensen's always considered part and parcel of the make-out experience; his lips are demanding, his tongue rough and invasive, and he makes Jensen fight for every bit of ground between their mouths. If this is a battle, Jensen's loosing.
He fights harder when Jared grabs his hips and pulls him in, the change in angle and the searing heat of that body against his making him feel surrounded, cornered. Then hands slide down his sides, fingers splayed wide and digging suddenly into his ass, and he just falls open, falls apart like it was a button he didn't know he had.
Does it make Jensen sound naïve, that it honestly never occurred to him Jared would be the dominant partner in their relationship? Because it is sure as hell occurring to him now. His head rolls back and in response Jared pulls him even closer, forcing his chin up with a ( ... )
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