[Fic] forallthewords: we're still more in love than you think we are
[J2]
Title: we’re still more in love than you think we are
Writer: forallthewords
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Jared/Jensen, Jensen/OFC (minor), Jared/OMC (minor)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]in the author’s own words: teenage sexual situations, marijuana and alcohol use, homophobic language, too much angst, too much schmoop
Length: 25,000~
Summary: A High School AU where Jared is out, quietly proud and pining after Jensen, the boy who was his best friend, his first love, and the one who ever-so-quietly broke his heart. This is the tale of a seemingly irretrievable friendship being convincingly restored, and of Jensen finding his way out of denial and back to the first person he ever kissed.
Reccer's notes: This is one of my absolute favourites, and an ultimately feelgood fic I have curled up with many times. Part of the writer’s skill is in bringing Jensen back from the brink of being unworthy in the reader’s eyes of Jared’s affections. But she does, and his ‘re-wooing’ of Jared, together with his slow acceptance of who he really is keeps us with him, and willing the pair of them on. It’s all here, teen angst, fabulously witty and supportive best friends (well, Jared’s anyway), misunderstandings, and a sweet, sweet relationshp at the core that never feels anything less than believable.
[Short excerpt] He thinks of Jensen, then. Thirteen years old and moving over in the darkened tent they'd set up in his backyard to place a kiss on Jared’s lips. The way Jared’s heart hammered as he kissed back, opened his mouth and let Jensen slide his tongue inside. He thought he might never feel anything more amazing in his life. Of course, that was before Jared put his hand down Jensen’s shorts after a game of H.O.R.S.E he lost one afternoon. Before Jensen took Jared’s cock in his mouth the summer Jared turned fourteen. So maybe there’s something really amazing out there he doesn’t even know yet. Something he hasn’t imagined that will make his memories seem less sad.
He’s almost home, wondering if there isn’t maybe someone out there right now under the same stars thinking the same thing, when he stops short and his jaw drops. He’s pretty sure there is a dead body. Right there on the sidewalk and, oh god, Jared might just have a heart attack and go down, too.
Should he check for a pulse or run inside to call 911? But what if the guy really needs mouth-to-mouth or something and those few precious moments Jared wastes running inside kill the dude, and maybe Jared should just step a little closer and look for breath, and yeah, he should do that, and jesus- “Jensen?”