Running Late 1/2dante_s_hellMay 22 2011, 02:01:41 UTC
"We're in so much fucking trouble," Jensen said as he looked wildly around the room. "Where the hell are my pants?"
Jared yanked on his jeans. "You threw them over there somewhere," he indicated with a jerk of his head. "Don't worry. We'll be fine."
Jensen gaped at him. "Fine? Are you kidding? We're already fifteen minutes late!"
"Get dressed, Jen," Jared ordered, pulling on his shirt, leaving his hair all mussed. "We'll get there soon enough. It's not like the fans are gonna leave."
Jensen grimaced as he felt his boxers ride up the crack of his ass. "Fuck," he breathed. "What the hell is wrong with these things?"
Jared, trying to tame his hair with his fingers, stopped to stare at him. He burst out laughing. "Dude! You've gotten them a little twisted. Here let me help you."
"Whoa! What a minute," Jensen held up his hands. "I can get this myself."
Jared gaped at him. "You'll let me help you take them off, but not put them on
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"We're in so much fucking trouble," Jensen said as he looked wildly around the room. "Where the hell are my pants?"
Jared yanked on his jeans. "You threw them over there somewhere," he indicated with a jerk of his head. "Don't worry. We'll be fine."
Jensen gaped at him. "Fine? Are you kidding? We're already fifteen minutes late!"
"Get dressed, Jen," Jared ordered, pulling on his shirt, leaving his hair all mussed. "We'll get there soon enough. It's not like the fans are gonna leave."
Jensen grimaced as he felt his boxers ride up the crack of his ass. "Fuck," he breathed. "What the hell is wrong with these things?"
Jared, trying to tame his hair with his fingers, stopped to stare at him. He burst out laughing. "Dude! You've gotten them a little twisted. Here let me help you."
"Whoa! What a minute," Jensen held up his hands. "I can get this myself."
Jared gaped at him. "You'll let me help you take them off, but not put them on ( ... )
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Thanks so much for this! ♥
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