It had taken over a week for Jared to feel confident about going outside again, his bruises were healing really well and he wasn’t in much pain anymore.

Jensen finally got through to Danneel that he didn’t want to be with her anymore-mainly because he packed up her stuff, left it outside his door and changed the locks while she was out, but the ( Read more... )

“Oh fuck, Jay.  Jay, are you alright?” Jensen called desperately.  Jared’s eyes had closed and his body went limp and now he wasn’t moving.  Jensen shook him gently, then a little harder when there was no response.

Finally Jared’s eyes flickered open and Jensen breathed a huge sigh of relief.

“Hey,” he said softly.  “You okay?”

“What happened?” Jared ( Read more... )

Jensen wiped his hands on his jeans again, the nervous sweat gathering there refused to go away.  He knew it was late but he could hear male and female laughter on the other side of the door and he figured Sandy was probably there.  Great, that was going to make things more difficult if she decided to play guard dog.

Finally the door opened and a ( Read more... )

Jared listened to Jensen, he curled up next to his door and drowned in the sorrow he heard from the other side.  He’d caused that; he was the one responsible for the painful sounds he heard.

Eventually, he heard some shuffling and knew that Jensen was moving away.  He wanted to rip open the door and beg him not to go, explain that he’d made a ( Read more... )

Jared insisted on going to work the next night, Tuesday.  Sandy tried to talk him out of it, begged him to stay home with her and watch some crap on TV, but he told her he couldn’t let Tom down again and that he needed the air anyway.  Jared felt like the walls of his apartment were starting to close in on him.

He paused once when he left his place ( Read more... )

Jared shut the door and leaned his back against it.  He looked down at the lack of erection in his jeans, and didn’t stop the tears from falling from his eyes as he slid to the floor.  That hadn’t been him; he didn’t act like that.  He was so aggressive, so demanding; he hadn’t even gotten slightly hard, even from the noises Jensen had made.  And ( Read more... )

Soon they were both digging into successful cheese omelettes, Jared devouring his in seconds.

“Mmm, this is delicious,” Jensen praised and shovelled another forkful into his mouth.

“Thanks, I used to make them with my mom when I was a kid; she would always tell me off when I tried to put too much cheese in them,” Jared said without thinking, he ( Read more... )

Jared barged into the bathroom and immediately locked himself in one of the stalls.  He looked down at himself, the large bulge in his jeans clearly showing his painful erection.  Just watching Jensen eat from that fork, seeing his pupils dilate when he focused on Jared, Jesus, he was hard in seconds.

Jared tried to will it away, desperately wanting ( Read more... )

Jared’s stomach was doing summersaults.  He paced his living room and waited for Jensen to turn up.  He still couldn’t believe he’d given Jensen his address, but it had just seemed like such a normal thing to do at the time.

He’d woken up a nine-unable to sleep any longer, his nerves forcing him awake-showered, dressed, and quickly tidied up as best ( Read more... )

Jensen hadn’t felt this excited about a class since his first day teaching it, and he knew it had nothing to do with teaching this time round.  He just wanted to see that blinding smile and hear that contagious laughter again.  The day before had dragged so slowly, he was sure time reversed at one point it took so long for it to be over.

Jensen ( Read more... )