Sleepy Head

Sep 28, 2010 02:12

Title: Sleepy Head
Prompt: spooning
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: G
Word Count: 520
Summary: Jared comes home late. Written for schmoop_bingo . Dedicated to dolnmoon.



Jensen was sound asleep. Or as much as he could be when he was all alone in that vast expanse of bed. He never could quite manage to rest as easy without Jared by his side. His chest rose and fell at a steady rate, calm like the soft undulation of waves at low tide. There was a creak on the stairs and Jensen rolled over onto his side, tugging the covers up along with him. Making room. Jared smiled as he reached their bedroom door, knowing he was about five steps away from coming face to face, or rather chest to back with the grumpy sleep monster. Jensen never failed to rouse into semi-consciousness when Jared came home.

“Jay?” came the grumbled acknowledgement as he slipped into the bed. Jensen rolling his shoulder as the full body shiver took effect, Jared’s cold body pressed flush against his own. The cool air trapped between them. Still anchored too deeply in the realm of dreams to make any sort of verbal protest, he settled on a huffy growl which would just have to suffice. Jared immediately reaped the benefits of Jensen’s sleep-warm skin. “Shh,” he whispered gently against his ear, dropping his head to the crook of Jensen’s neck to breathe in what was inherently Jensen and he placed a kiss there. Jensen shifted a little, brow scrunched, though his eyes were determinedly closed in mild annoyance. Jared didn’t have to see his boyfriend’s face to know there was a full pout on his lips and he couldn’t keep the smile from his own.

“Go back to sleep,” he yawned before placing another kiss just below Jensen’s ear. Getting his hand up under the cotton t-shirt he caressed the tender flesh of Jensen’s lower abdomen, his pinkie tickling through the fine hair that trailed down beneath those boxers. A choked off noise leaves Jensen’s lips, half moan, half grunt. Jensen loves getting his belly rubbed. He would deny it at gun point Jared knows, but it doesn’t matter, it’s just another little piece of Jensen that’s completely his.

“People have to be awake to go back to sleep,” Jensen grumbled.

And he leans back into Jared, who couldn’t help but chuckle, “You’re not awake?” and he let his pinkie skim the elastic of Jensen’s boxers, smiling that lazy smile into his hair.

“No,” Jensen said defiantly his hand closing round Jared’s wrist, his breath hitched, feeling the muscles in his tummy clench, skin prickling, he tugged Jared in tighter against his back. Had he had the required brain cells for it he would have hated Jared in that moment for knowing what that touch did to him. What it meant to him, but even then there’s no way he could resist that touch. A subtle gesture that lets him know that he is loved, that he belongs, and it makes him feel safe. The flutter of his heart melts his resolve and he links their fingers, bringing Jared’s hand up to his face to place a kiss in his palm, “Love you,” he breathed, squeezing his hand tight.

“Love you too.”

character: jared padalecki, fandom: cwrpf, prompt: spooning, genre: slash, character: jensen ackles, challenge: schmoop bingo, genre: established relationship, genre: schmoop, medium: fic, pairing: jensen/jared

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