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Title: Like Winning Every Lottery
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chash
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Pairing: Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles
Rating: R
Warnings: Real person fiction.
Word Count: 1800.
Summary: AU, sequel to Never Was Quick on the Uptake. Jensen and Jared date. It's new.
Disclaimer: Lies and untruths.
It's been a while since Jensen woke up with someone else.
His last boyfriend was Kyle, who didn't really believe in sleepovers, or cuddling, and possibly hadn't believed in the word "boyfriend." He and Jensen hadn't really been serious enough to get to the stage where they talked about how to define their relationship. Or even really talked about their relationship. Not that Jensen minded, really--he was down with sex. But Kyle had also been pretty much a dick, so Jensen had decided the sex wasn't worth it.
So since then it's been hookups, pretty much, nothing that involved spooning.
The arms around his waist tighten and Jensen is kind of surprised by how gigantic Jared Padalecki is.
Also the fact that Jared Padalecki is curled around him and nuzzling his hair a little. It's all really pretty bizarre.
Jensen likes Jared. Jensen actually really likes Jared. For a long time, Jared was just another pretty face--a very pretty face, sure, but just another guy on TV. And then he met Jared, and it turned out Jared was, in addition to being pretty, hilarious and outgoing and a ton of fun to hang out with. But also straight and living in L.A., so Jensen did his best to not develop a ridiculous crush.
Jared nuzzles the back of his neck and makes a happy noise.
So the not-getting-a-crush thing clearly went well.
Jensen rubs his face and drags himself out of bed. Jared whimpers and it's way too early for Jensen to deal with thinking.
He makes coffee, wonders if he should try to make a real meal. Since he knows Jared eats enough for an army, it seems like he should. But all he's got is cereal and bagels so it's not like he can make an appealing breakfast platter or anything. Is a breakfast platter even necessary after the first date? Is there a point when one does become necessary? Jensen doesn't know.
He takes a cup of coffee upstairs, figuring coffee is always okay, and puts it next to Jared.
He's half-thinking he should leave, because Jared's going to wake up and freak out--no one can actually be that zen about sudden bisexuality. It's kind of scary, Jared's zen. Jensen's terrified of the blowup that's got to be coming.
On cue, Jared stirs awake, catching Jensen just as he's trying to run.
"Morning," says Jared, voice husky and deep, and Jensen really wants to leave, but instead he finds himself turning around, seeing Jared grinning and mostly naked. In his bed.
Jensen wonders if he won a lottery he didn't know he was in.
"Hey," says Jensen, drinking his coffee, holding the mug in both hands so he doesn't do something ridiculous like crawl back into bed with Jared.
"Why're you all the way over there?" asks Jared, still smiling.
"Uh," says Jensen. This is not the gay panic he was expecting. He clears his throat. "Coffee."
Jared shakes his head and gets up. He's just wearing boxers and Jensen is momentarily distracted by the amount of skin he's seeing.
Winning the fucking lottery, seriously.
"Morning," Jared says again, leaning down to kiss Jensen.
Jensen kind of meeps and feels Jared grin against his lips.
"Don't tell me you're having a gay crisis," says Jared.
"Shut up," says Jensen. "I just don't want to spill."
"You and your fucking coffee," says Jared, taking the cup away and putting it on the table. He ignores Jensen's feeble noise of protest in favor of kissing him again, and Jensen decides the gay crisis must be waiting another day.
*
Dating Jared Padalecki is absolutely nothing like dating anyone else Jensen has ever been with. For one thing, Jared apparently can't get enough of him. Not even sex, just hanging out. Jared insists on Jensen calling him when he gets off work, and more often than not, Jared will come over and hang out, no matter how late it is.
It's the first time Jensen's actually had friends and benefits with the same person. It's bizarre.
"How much did your last boyfriends suck?" asks Jared when he hears this.
"Trust me, sucking wasn't the problem," says Jensen, with a cocky grin.
Jared rolls his eyes. "Seriously."
"I didn't mind," says Jensen with a shrug.
Jared rubs the back of his neck. "You mind this?"
"What?"
"Me being...me." Jared gestures to the way they're curled on the couch together, a pile of limbs.
"Yeah, I can't stand it. I don't know why I keep calling you up."
"Using me for my body," says Jared, sighing. "It's okay, I understand. I have a really hot body."
Jensen shoves him and Jared laughs. "Don't think I can actually use you for your body tonight, by the way," Jensen says. "Unless you want me passing out in the middle."
Jared rolls his eyes. "How will I survive?"
Jensen shrugs. "You've got hands."
Jared socks him in the shoulder. "Can I sleep here anyway?"
"You want to?" asks Jensen, unable to keep the surprise out of his voice. "I mean, uh."
"The hotel's not actually that appealing," Jared points out. "Besides. Spending the night with my boyfriend isn't weird."
"Sap," says Jensen, but he really doesn't mind.
*
Jensen's surprised when Jared introduces him to the Psych cast as "My boyfriend Jensen," and even more shocked when he finds himself telling Jessica that there is someone in his life, yes, and of course she can meet him. Jensen's always been paranoid about his private life, not really liking anyone paying attention to it. He blames his second boyfriend, Todd, who loved PDAs, but seemed a lot more into the public-display part than the affection part. Not even in an interesting, exhibitionist way; Todd mostly just wanted someone to pick a fight with him for being gay, so that he could rant about unfair hetero-normative standards. Personally, Jensen thinks that no one, gay, straight, or bi, should be making out in a public park on a Sunday afternoon, because it's just not particularly appropriate for the kids.
Jared's not at all like that, though. Jared just really seems to like Jensen; he's proud of having Jensen for a boyfriend, and seems to want Jensen to be in all parts of his life.
It's all pretty new for Jensen. He feels constantly off-balance, can't help waiting for the other shoe to drop.
It's not like Jared is perfect. His breath stinks in the morning and he belches all the time, and he's about as enthusiastic and mature as a puppy. But it turns out he's perfect for Jensen, because none of that stuff really bothers him much. In fact, Jensen's pretty sure he's well on his way to being in love with the kid, and there's no way he can be this lucky. It's just not possible.
They go out with the Dark Angel crew on a Friday in December. Jared trips over his tongue when he meets Jessica and Jensen can't help laughing at him. Jared recovers eventually and gets through his other introductions without any trouble, and drags Jensen into the bathroom about halfway through the night.
"Didn't want you to be jealous," Jared slurs, working his way into Jensen's jeans.
"Of what?" asks Jensen. He's drunk and horny and getting jerked off in a bathroom, so he's having trouble remembering what issues he could possibly have in the world.
"Me droolin' at your costar," says Jared, kissing his neck. "Cuz I'm a one-man guy."
"Jessica's a woman," Jensen points out, using pedantic brainpower he didn't know was available to him during bathroom hand jobs.
"One-man zero-woman guy," says Jared. "Just you."
"Yeah," says Jensen, possibly to the hand job.
After, Jared fucks him in the bathroom and he can't bring himself to care that all his costars know he's got a giant dorky boyfriend who he has sex with in club bathrooms.
Jared keeps his arm around Jensen the whole night, and even when people stare, Jensen doesn't think about moving away, not once.
*
"You know, you could just come back here," says Jensen, letting Jared into his apartment at one a.m. "After you're done for the day, I mean. I know you just mope around your hotel waiting for me to call."
Jared yawns. "No key."
"I could give you a key."
"Then you'd never get rid of me."
Jensen shrugs, a little awkward, but happy. "I don't want to get rid of you."
Jared beams. "You know if I come back here at night and leave here in the morning, I'm pretty much living here."
"Yeah."
"Think I can get rid of my hotel room?"
Jensen grins. "Yeah. I think you can."
*
The only problem is that Dark Angel is ending.
Jensen's glad, in a way. It's time, and he's ready for something else. But there is the Jared issue. Jensen doesn't want to move out of Vancouver and lose, hands down, the best thing that's ever happened to him.
He hasn't really mentioned this specifically to Jared, but he thinks Jared senses it, because Jared is kind of scarily good at following Jensen's moods.
Jensen's suspicions are confirmed when Jared throws a script at him.
"What's this?" asks Jensen, leafing through.
"Supernatural," says Jared, flopping down on the couch next to him. "Guy and his estranged boyfriend fight against urban legends. They tried to get it on a few years ago with the guys as brothers, but the network wanted a strong romantic relationship, so they reworked it."
Jensen raises his eyebrow. "You want me to play your gay lover on TV?"
Jared shrugs. "I don't want anyone else to play my gay lover on TV."
Jensen stops on a page of the script and reads mostly to keep himself from looking at Jared. He's not sure what he'll see.
"It looks pretty good," says Jared, more softly. "Films here in Vancouver, cool script, interesting characters."
"Jared..."
"I'm not saying you have to. Or that both of us have to. But I think you'd be good."
Jensen scratches his neck. "For Sam or Dean?"
"Either. But I like Sam."
Jensen checks a couple of Dean's lines, can't help chuckling. "I guess it's worth a shot."
*
"You know, humping my leg on the red carpet? Not keeping us in the closet," says Jensen. His agent is going to give him hell for that later, but he doesn't really mind that much. It's hard to be that upset when he's starring in a decently successful TV show with his awesome boyfriend.
"Come on," says Jared, grinning, "our characters are practically married. Just, you know, with issues. I can do whatever I want. It's in-character."
Jensen shakes his head. "Anything goes red-carpet behavior, huh? I'm gonna regret this, aren't I."
Jared just grins wider. "Not if I can help it."
Title: Like Winning Every Lottery
Author:
chashFandom: Supernatural RPS
Pairing: Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles
Rating: R
Warnings: Real person fiction.
Word Count: 1800.
Summary: AU, sequel to Never Was Quick on the Uptake. Jensen and Jared date. It's new.
Disclaimer: Lies and untruths.
It's been a while since Jensen woke up with someone else.
His last boyfriend was Kyle, who didn't really believe in sleepovers, or cuddling, and possibly hadn't believed in the word "boyfriend." He and Jensen hadn't really been serious enough to get to the stage where they talked about how to define their relationship. Or even really talked about their relationship. Not that Jensen minded, really--he was down with sex. But Kyle had also been pretty much a dick, so Jensen had decided the sex wasn't worth it.
So since then it's been hookups, pretty much, nothing that involved spooning.
The arms around his waist tighten and Jensen is kind of surprised by how gigantic Jared Padalecki is.
Also the fact that Jared Padalecki is curled around him and nuzzling his hair a little. It's all really pretty bizarre.
Jensen likes Jared. Jensen actually really likes Jared. For a long time, Jared was just another pretty face--a very pretty face, sure, but just another guy on TV. And then he met Jared, and it turned out Jared was, in addition to being pretty, hilarious and outgoing and a ton of fun to hang out with. But also straight and living in L.A., so Jensen did his best to not develop a ridiculous crush.
Jared nuzzles the back of his neck and makes a happy noise.
So the not-getting-a-crush thing clearly went well.
Jensen rubs his face and drags himself out of bed. Jared whimpers and it's way too early for Jensen to deal with thinking.
He makes coffee, wonders if he should try to make a real meal. Since he knows Jared eats enough for an army, it seems like he should. But all he's got is cereal and bagels so it's not like he can make an appealing breakfast platter or anything. Is a breakfast platter even necessary after the first date? Is there a point when one does become necessary? Jensen doesn't know.
He takes a cup of coffee upstairs, figuring coffee is always okay, and puts it next to Jared.
He's half-thinking he should leave, because Jared's going to wake up and freak out--no one can actually be that zen about sudden bisexuality. It's kind of scary, Jared's zen. Jensen's terrified of the blowup that's got to be coming.
On cue, Jared stirs awake, catching Jensen just as he's trying to run.
"Morning," says Jared, voice husky and deep, and Jensen really wants to leave, but instead he finds himself turning around, seeing Jared grinning and mostly naked. In his bed.
Jensen wonders if he won a lottery he didn't know he was in.
"Hey," says Jensen, drinking his coffee, holding the mug in both hands so he doesn't do something ridiculous like crawl back into bed with Jared.
"Why're you all the way over there?" asks Jared, still smiling.
"Uh," says Jensen. This is not the gay panic he was expecting. He clears his throat. "Coffee."
Jared shakes his head and gets up. He's just wearing boxers and Jensen is momentarily distracted by the amount of skin he's seeing.
Winning the fucking lottery, seriously.
"Morning," Jared says again, leaning down to kiss Jensen.
Jensen kind of meeps and feels Jared grin against his lips.
"Don't tell me you're having a gay crisis," says Jared.
"Shut up," says Jensen. "I just don't want to spill."
"You and your fucking coffee," says Jared, taking the cup away and putting it on the table. He ignores Jensen's feeble noise of protest in favor of kissing him again, and Jensen decides the gay crisis must be waiting another day.
*
Dating Jared Padalecki is absolutely nothing like dating anyone else Jensen has ever been with. For one thing, Jared apparently can't get enough of him. Not even sex, just hanging out. Jared insists on Jensen calling him when he gets off work, and more often than not, Jared will come over and hang out, no matter how late it is.
It's the first time Jensen's actually had friends and benefits with the same person. It's bizarre.
"How much did your last boyfriends suck?" asks Jared when he hears this.
"Trust me, sucking wasn't the problem," says Jensen, with a cocky grin.
Jared rolls his eyes. "Seriously."
"I didn't mind," says Jensen with a shrug.
Jared rubs the back of his neck. "You mind this?"
"What?"
"Me being...me." Jared gestures to the way they're curled on the couch together, a pile of limbs.
"Yeah, I can't stand it. I don't know why I keep calling you up."
"Using me for my body," says Jared, sighing. "It's okay, I understand. I have a really hot body."
Jensen shoves him and Jared laughs. "Don't think I can actually use you for your body tonight, by the way," Jensen says. "Unless you want me passing out in the middle."
Jared rolls his eyes. "How will I survive?"
Jensen shrugs. "You've got hands."
Jared socks him in the shoulder. "Can I sleep here anyway?"
"You want to?" asks Jensen, unable to keep the surprise out of his voice. "I mean, uh."
"The hotel's not actually that appealing," Jared points out. "Besides. Spending the night with my boyfriend isn't weird."
"Sap," says Jensen, but he really doesn't mind.
*
Jensen's surprised when Jared introduces him to the Psych cast as "My boyfriend Jensen," and even more shocked when he finds himself telling Jessica that there is someone in his life, yes, and of course she can meet him. Jensen's always been paranoid about his private life, not really liking anyone paying attention to it. He blames his second boyfriend, Todd, who loved PDAs, but seemed a lot more into the public-display part than the affection part. Not even in an interesting, exhibitionist way; Todd mostly just wanted someone to pick a fight with him for being gay, so that he could rant about unfair hetero-normative standards. Personally, Jensen thinks that no one, gay, straight, or bi, should be making out in a public park on a Sunday afternoon, because it's just not particularly appropriate for the kids.
Jared's not at all like that, though. Jared just really seems to like Jensen; he's proud of having Jensen for a boyfriend, and seems to want Jensen to be in all parts of his life.
It's all pretty new for Jensen. He feels constantly off-balance, can't help waiting for the other shoe to drop.
It's not like Jared is perfect. His breath stinks in the morning and he belches all the time, and he's about as enthusiastic and mature as a puppy. But it turns out he's perfect for Jensen, because none of that stuff really bothers him much. In fact, Jensen's pretty sure he's well on his way to being in love with the kid, and there's no way he can be this lucky. It's just not possible.
They go out with the Dark Angel crew on a Friday in December. Jared trips over his tongue when he meets Jessica and Jensen can't help laughing at him. Jared recovers eventually and gets through his other introductions without any trouble, and drags Jensen into the bathroom about halfway through the night.
"Didn't want you to be jealous," Jared slurs, working his way into Jensen's jeans.
"Of what?" asks Jensen. He's drunk and horny and getting jerked off in a bathroom, so he's having trouble remembering what issues he could possibly have in the world.
"Me droolin' at your costar," says Jared, kissing his neck. "Cuz I'm a one-man guy."
"Jessica's a woman," Jensen points out, using pedantic brainpower he didn't know was available to him during bathroom hand jobs.
"One-man zero-woman guy," says Jared. "Just you."
"Yeah," says Jensen, possibly to the hand job.
After, Jared fucks him in the bathroom and he can't bring himself to care that all his costars know he's got a giant dorky boyfriend who he has sex with in club bathrooms.
Jared keeps his arm around Jensen the whole night, and even when people stare, Jensen doesn't think about moving away, not once.
*
"You know, you could just come back here," says Jensen, letting Jared into his apartment at one a.m. "After you're done for the day, I mean. I know you just mope around your hotel waiting for me to call."
Jared yawns. "No key."
"I could give you a key."
"Then you'd never get rid of me."
Jensen shrugs, a little awkward, but happy. "I don't want to get rid of you."
Jared beams. "You know if I come back here at night and leave here in the morning, I'm pretty much living here."
"Yeah."
"Think I can get rid of my hotel room?"
Jensen grins. "Yeah. I think you can."
*
The only problem is that Dark Angel is ending.
Jensen's glad, in a way. It's time, and he's ready for something else. But there is the Jared issue. Jensen doesn't want to move out of Vancouver and lose, hands down, the best thing that's ever happened to him.
He hasn't really mentioned this specifically to Jared, but he thinks Jared senses it, because Jared is kind of scarily good at following Jensen's moods.
Jensen's suspicions are confirmed when Jared throws a script at him.
"What's this?" asks Jensen, leafing through.
"Supernatural," says Jared, flopping down on the couch next to him. "Guy and his estranged boyfriend fight against urban legends. They tried to get it on a few years ago with the guys as brothers, but the network wanted a strong romantic relationship, so they reworked it."
Jensen raises his eyebrow. "You want me to play your gay lover on TV?"
Jared shrugs. "I don't want anyone else to play my gay lover on TV."
Jensen stops on a page of the script and reads mostly to keep himself from looking at Jared. He's not sure what he'll see.
"It looks pretty good," says Jared, more softly. "Films here in Vancouver, cool script, interesting characters."
"Jared..."
"I'm not saying you have to. Or that both of us have to. But I think you'd be good."
Jensen scratches his neck. "For Sam or Dean?"
"Either. But I like Sam."
Jensen checks a couple of Dean's lines, can't help chuckling. "I guess it's worth a shot."
*
"You know, humping my leg on the red carpet? Not keeping us in the closet," says Jensen. His agent is going to give him hell for that later, but he doesn't really mind that much. It's hard to be that upset when he's starring in a decently successful TV show with his awesome boyfriend.
"Come on," says Jared, grinning, "our characters are practically married. Just, you know, with issues. I can do whatever I want. It's in-character."
Jensen shakes his head. "Anything goes red-carpet behavior, huh? I'm gonna regret this, aren't I."
Jared just grins wider. "Not if I can help it."
