SPN RPS: Clearest Indication // Jared/Jensen // PG-13
I've been wanting to write for awhile and I have things I HAVE to post (Hi, Sweet Charity fic! Now I don't know if I should sign up for the second round! And my spn_remix fic) and there are LOTS of things I have started that I'd LIKE to work on but there's just nothing doing right now. So I opened my winamp, which is always on random, and used the next song that I skipped to as my inspiration. I've done a couple tonight but I'm only posting this one right now. If I can get a couple ahead each night I can post something every day to try and break this damn non-block!block I have going.
Title: Clearest Indication
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Words: 518, unbeta'd
Disclaimer: *does not know, means no harm, plz to not be suing*
Summary:Jared's pretty sure that Jensen is one of the dumbest people he's ever met.
A/N: The song title that this fic was based on, uploaded for your listening pleasure: Great Big Sea- Clearest Indication. Want, take, have, comment.
Jared's pretty sure that Jensen is one of the dumbest people he's ever met. He's smart, sure. He even wears the glasses to prove it and Jared thinks he looks like a super hot geek when Jensen shows up first thing in the morning to set, all bleary eyed and staring at him through his lenses like two piss-holes in a snow bank.
But sometimes Jared really wants to beat his head against the wall because no matter what Jared can't seem to get it through Jensen's head that he is hot and Jared wants him, really wants him, and he'll do anything to get him. He's tried the subtle hints-- leaning in close to Jensen, lingering too long near his person to breathe him in, letting his hand brush against Jensen's arm and leg and stomach and back and... yeah, calling him right before bed so his voice gets all sleepy and deep and rumbly-- to no avail.
He's stayed too late at Jensen's place, faked falling asleep so his head falls on Jensen's shoulder-- hell, he's even been one step away from humping him in public three times in recent memory. That doesn't even include all the times he's wrestled with Jen and held him down too long with his arms and legs every which way over his body. But still Jensen just shoots him a grin, sometimes blushes, and goes about his way as if there was nothing going on. This was going to take some more delicate maneuvering, it seemed.
So instead Jared bites the bullet. He works up the nerve all summer, rehearsing what he's going to say and do and trying out different techniques in the mirror until he thinks he's found the right one. That very first night that they're both back in Vancouver he can't wait any longer and calls Jensen up to tell him he's coming over. He runs through his speech rapid fire in the car until his head spins and he runs up the stairs instead of taking the elevator to Jensen's apartment.
But when he gets to the door and knocks everything he's worked so hard to craft into a perfect, infallible argument flies out the window and he's pushing Jensen back so the door clicks shut and they're against the wall behind.
"What-"
"You're dumb," Jared rushes out. "You're so dumb and you don't see what's right in front of you."
"Jared what the hell are you talking about? You're not making sense!" Jensen looks up at him anxiously. "Are you okay?"
Jared nods once and then ducks his head and kisses Jensen, kisses him like he's always wanted to but never could because Jensen didn't get it until right now. Jensen hesitates for a second and then wraps his strong hands around Jared's shoulders and kisses him back as if it's what he's always wanted, too.
When they break away Jared leans his forehead against Jensen's for a moment and then says, "Did I make myself clear?"
Jensen grins. "I think it's safe to say I got the point."
Title: Clearest Indication
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Words: 518, unbeta'd
Disclaimer: *does not know, means no harm, plz to not be suing*
Summary:Jared's pretty sure that Jensen is one of the dumbest people he's ever met.
A/N: The song title that this fic was based on, uploaded for your listening pleasure: Great Big Sea- Clearest Indication. Want, take, have, comment.
Jared's pretty sure that Jensen is one of the dumbest people he's ever met. He's smart, sure. He even wears the glasses to prove it and Jared thinks he looks like a super hot geek when Jensen shows up first thing in the morning to set, all bleary eyed and staring at him through his lenses like two piss-holes in a snow bank.
But sometimes Jared really wants to beat his head against the wall because no matter what Jared can't seem to get it through Jensen's head that he is hot and Jared wants him, really wants him, and he'll do anything to get him. He's tried the subtle hints-- leaning in close to Jensen, lingering too long near his person to breathe him in, letting his hand brush against Jensen's arm and leg and stomach and back and... yeah, calling him right before bed so his voice gets all sleepy and deep and rumbly-- to no avail.
He's stayed too late at Jensen's place, faked falling asleep so his head falls on Jensen's shoulder-- hell, he's even been one step away from humping him in public three times in recent memory. That doesn't even include all the times he's wrestled with Jen and held him down too long with his arms and legs every which way over his body. But still Jensen just shoots him a grin, sometimes blushes, and goes about his way as if there was nothing going on. This was going to take some more delicate maneuvering, it seemed.
So instead Jared bites the bullet. He works up the nerve all summer, rehearsing what he's going to say and do and trying out different techniques in the mirror until he thinks he's found the right one. That very first night that they're both back in Vancouver he can't wait any longer and calls Jensen up to tell him he's coming over. He runs through his speech rapid fire in the car until his head spins and he runs up the stairs instead of taking the elevator to Jensen's apartment.
But when he gets to the door and knocks everything he's worked so hard to craft into a perfect, infallible argument flies out the window and he's pushing Jensen back so the door clicks shut and they're against the wall behind.
"What-"
"You're dumb," Jared rushes out. "You're so dumb and you don't see what's right in front of you."
"Jared what the hell are you talking about? You're not making sense!" Jensen looks up at him anxiously. "Are you okay?"
Jared nods once and then ducks his head and kisses Jensen, kisses him like he's always wanted to but never could because Jensen didn't get it until right now. Jensen hesitates for a second and then wraps his strong hands around Jared's shoulders and kisses him back as if it's what he's always wanted, too.
When they break away Jared leans his forehead against Jensen's for a moment and then says, "Did I make myself clear?"
Jensen grins. "I think it's safe to say I got the point."