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2 Itty Bitty Fics for fluffbattle 
23rd-Jan-2009 11:09 am
Jared/Jensen 2

These were written in response to two seperate prompts over at [info]fluffbattle for round 1.

Title: Regular Coffee
Pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG
Warnings: Incest
Prompt: Sam/Dean, Coffee Regular
Word Count: 333

Coffee black

It’s the way Dean takes his coffee, without cream, without sugar, strong and bitter. And Sam knows that people like Bobby, Ellen and other hunters who knew their father think it’s because that’s the way John drank it but it’s not. 

Dean orders coffee black out of habit because when they were younger things like cream and sugar were extravagances that the family could do without, the money better spent on ammo or archaic books or food or rent. 

But Sam knows his brother, knows that Dean likes old black and white murder mystery movies, he likes clear early mornings, when there is still a bite in the air but the rising sun promises a good day, he likes to snuggle in bed after sex or not, it’s all the same to him. And he actually loves his coffee regular not black.

But he follows after their farther, cream and sugar an extravagance not to be indulged in at pit stops because it won’t be purchased for the times they luck out and get a room with a kitchenette.

It pisses Sam off, even though he understands it. Sugar could be mistaken for salt in a crucial moment and cream would sour in the car, but…

But that doesn’t stop Sam when it’s his turn to make the coffee run. Dean gets coffee regular, even if his brother teases him and calls him a girl because of it. Because it’s obvious that Sam can’t be a real man because he needs cream and sugar in his coffee and forgets that Dean is a real man and doesn’t need it in his.

It doesn’t stop Dean from drinking it, or the small smile of satisfaction on his face as he does so. Also the kiss Sam receives, sugar sweet on his tongue, cream a heavy after taste, makes all the teasing in the world worth it. Because that’s Dean’s thank you kiss and no amount of teasing can make it any different.




Title: Moving Day
Pairings: Jensen/Jared
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Prompt: Jared/Jensen, Moving Day
Word Count: 946

 

“How…” Jared set the cardboard box, in his arms, down on the floor in the living room and wiped the sweat on his brow. “How is it you have so much stuff?”

Jensen glanced up from his spot on the floor, surrounded by both opened and unopened moving boxes, and Jared’s reminded of a kid playing fort.

“This from you.” He deadpanned before going back to pulling out a stack of paperbacks from the box in front of him and quickly scanning through the titles.

“What?” He muttered as he watched Jensen split the books into two piles before digging for another stack. 

At least now he now knew what was in that box and his best friend slash roommate slash boyfriend owes him a back massage over that one. Who packs nothing but books in one box, seriously? 

No seriously. 

He hadn’t been expecting that much weight and maybe he also hadn’t been bending at the knees when he had picked it up back at Jensen’s old place. And maybe he strained something in his lower back, maybe. Point is, it didn’t hurt enough to stop him from helping, after all Jensen was moving in with him, finally, and he wasn’t going to do or admit to anything that might put off the big day. 

But seriously, a box full of fucking books and no notation on it but “office shit”. Who does that?

Apparently Jensen, who is now looking at him with the eyebrow of “you’re kidding right?”.

He shuffled a little and tentatively stretched his arms above his head, hoping to ease some of the pain in his lower back, fucking books. “What?” He grumbled, “So maybe I’ve amassed a few things.”

Jensen’s other eyebrow rose to meet the first at his hairline, “A few?”

Unsuccessful at easing his back in the least, he lets his arms drop. “I’ll have you know that I’m a home owner. I need stuff. Home owner stuff.” So maybe a big screen T.V., a state of the art home theatre system, a Play Station 3, X-box and a WII, along with, well a lot of the things he had amassed since buying the house, weren’t strictly necessary but it was his house.

Determined to change the subject, he made a point of looking around at the cardboard sea occupying his, their, living room before turning back to his boyfriend. “How you doing?”

“Uh-huh.” He grinned before shrugging and turning back to his stacks of paperbacks, now three deep on either side of him. “Well I need room. There going to be space in the basement to store some of this?”

Jared scratched at the back of his neck where sweat was causing an itchy line. “Should be. How much are you not keeping out?”

“Don’t know, probably half of it. Maybe?” He looked back up at him, “I did have plans of having this all sorted before I boxed it but somebody got into a panic.”

He felt his face heating and tried to will it away. It wasn’t so much that he had gotten into a panic as he had been excited over the fact that they would finally be able to live together. That there would be no more sneaking over to each other’s houses after they had been dropped off for the night. No more one last kiss goodnight that always lasted too long and not long enough before one of them had to return to their own home for the night. Now it would be being dropped off at one house, being picked up at one house and no one could question it. Well the fan girls would, but they had had them pegged long before either of them had seriously considered that there was more than friendship between them, so that would be nothing new. 

“Wasn’t a panic.” He muttered as he weaved his way between boxes and gingerly knelt down in front of him, the open, still half full, box between them.

“What was it then?” 

“Maybe I was just excited with the idea of having a life sized teddy bear to snuggle with at night.”

Jensen chuckled, “That’s what I am to you?”

He nodded then shook his head. “Well you being here also assures early morning sex, shower sex, late night, almost too tired and it will use up what’s left of my energy sex, breakfast nook sex…”

He laughed, “Stop, stop, I get it. I’m here because you’re horny. Bastard.”

Jared grinned, not worried at all that Jensen could get the wrong idea because his boyfriend was also his best friend and he knew him.

“Well there’s also cuddling on the couch. Making meals together. Sharing chores.”

Jensen shook his head, “That means you expect me to take your babies for early morning runs occasionally doesn’t it.”

“No, I expect you to come with us.”

He sighed and rolled his eyes, “I get a cup of coffee first.”

“Not even moved in completely yet and already you’re making demands.”

He sat up on his knees and tugged on his sweaty t-shirt. “You expect me to drag my ass out of bed at ass o’clock in the morning to go running with you and your babies then it’s fair that I get to make some ground rules now.”

Jared chuckled as he let Jensen pull him closer, his lower back protesting the angle but that was easy to ignore when he was pretty sure he was about to be kissed.

More opportunities to kiss Jensen.

Yeah the whole moving him in thing and sharing the house, his bed and his life, it was going to work out just fine.

 

Comments 
23rd-Jan-2009 11:18 pm (UTC)
Both are great

I can just picture the 2nd one really happening when they did move in together.

More please !
26th-Jan-2009 09:44 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Glad you liked them.

More what? Cookies? But I haven't even made the first batch! More snow? Well I can't really help you with that nor can I back that hope but... More silliness? That I can do. *wink*
27th-Jan-2009 12:49 am (UTC)
You're welcome 1

Meant more stories of course but you already knew that & are just teasing me *** BG ***
27th-Jan-2009 05:15 pm (UTC)
*blinks innocently* Would I tease you? Mwahahahaha! Uhhh...I mean... *chuckle*
28th-Jan-2009 01:04 am (UTC)
*** LOL, not falling for the blinking *** Yes you would LOL !
26th-Jan-2009 10:14 pm (UTC)
These are LOVE!!! Thanks for posting them at J2_spn_fluff.

This:

But seriously, a box full of fucking books and no notation on it but “office shit”. Who does that?

Apparently Jensen, who is now looking at him with the eyebrow of “you’re kidding right?”.

He shuffled a little and tentatively stretched his arms above his head, hoping to ease some of the pain in his lower back, fucking books. “What?” He grumbled, “So maybe I’ve amassed a few things.”


Was my favorite bit.

27th-Jan-2009 05:12 pm (UTC)
Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed them.

And thank you and justthismorning for making a place for nothing but smooshy fics because there are just those days when smooshy is what is needed. *g*
26th-Jan-2009 10:28 pm (UTC)
#1 gets a big AWWW, and #2: This cracked me up, cause it is me.

“I’ll have you know that I’m a home owner. I need stuff. Home owner stuff.” So maybe a big screen T.V., a state of the art home theatre system, a Play Station 3, X-box and a WII, along with, well a lot of the things he had amassed since buying the house, weren’t strictly necessary but it was his house.

My Mom keeps asking me why I need what I have, and I have been saying for years it's because I have a house and a house needs "stuff".
27th-Jan-2009 05:14 pm (UTC)
*stage whisper* I think we have the same mom. *g*

I'm glad you liked them.

Thanks for reading and commenting.
8th-Mar-2009 05:40 am (UTC)
it was amazing!
muohahahaha I do the box full of books too...
I loved it!!
10th-Mar-2009 02:54 am (UTC)
Thanks.

Yeah I've done the box full of books bit too. lol

Glad you enjoyed it.
9th-Sep-2011 05:25 pm (UTC)
I came for the coffee. ♥ Loved that. I'll come backa nd read the J2 one tomorrow. ☺
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