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beansideTitle: What I Resist
Rating: R
Pairing: CMM/JDM (with a side of J2 in this part)
Disclaimer: None of them are doing this, sadly. But I can dream.
A/N: This is a little interlude piece that follows "My Own Partaking" and "Of Which I'm Ashamed." Yes, thank you, the crack is very tasty, why do you ask?
“Jare!” Jensen yelled, walking into the kitchen, jeans riding low on his hips. “Phone.”
Jared glanced up from the sink. “Um. Can I call whoever back? I’m kinda busy.’ His eyes narrowed at the entirely-too-amused look on Jen’s face. “Chad?”
“Yeah. Drunk off his ass,” Jensen smirked. “He says he has a very important question to slur at you.”
Jared turned off the water and dried his hands. “Don’t be a dick, Jen.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Jensen handed over the phone and wandered to the fridge, grabbing a glass off the drainboard.
“Hey, I just washed that!” Jared protested.
“I know. Thanks,” Jen grinned.
“Such a dick,” Jared muttered, putting the phone to his ear. “Hey, man, what’s up?”
“Jare, you’d sleep with me if you weren’t with Jen, right?” Chad muttered.
“Um.” Jared blinked, staring wide-eyed at Jensen. “Yeah, I guess.”
Jensen’s brow creased curiously.
“Cause I know I’m a dick, but I’m a fuckable one, right?”
“Uh-huh. Totally,” Jared agreed, shrugging at Jensen. I have no idea, he mouthed.
“Good. Thanks.” Chad sighed, and Jared could just see him stretching on the couch, usually with a dog laying on him.
“Chad, what’s going on? What brought this on?” Jared asked.
There was silence on the other end for a long moment.
“Chad?”
“I fucked up. As usual,” Chad finally muttered, voice thick with self-loathing.
“What happened?” Jared shook his head at Jensen’s questioning smile, and watched it fall. Jensen might not adore Chad, but he was good about being supportive.
“Morgan brought Joe down to me. He said he had to be in New York on Monday, so he figured he’d fly in to North Carolina and then road trip to New York. Who the hell does shit like that?”
“Dude, for Jeff three days on the road with his dog is a vacation,” Jared shrugged. “He probably really didn’t mind.”
“He brought me a job opening. The day I get there, I have an audition.”
“That’s awesome. Smallville?”
“BSG,” Chad said, voice going low. “Fucking Battlestar Galactica. I mean, seriously, what the fuck? I mean, you can’t blame me for getting the wrong idea, right?”
Jared laid his face in his hand. “What did you do?”
“It’s just…shit like this doesn’t happen to me. I’m the fuck up. I get married on the fly and bang Paris,” Chad rambled.
“Chad-“
“I might have indicated that I thought he was being too nice,” Chad said carefully.
“Oh, god. You didn’t give him the speech did you?” Jared asked, stomach sinking.
“What speech?”
“The ‘you want something’ speech,” Jared muttered, gritting his teeth.
“I-“ Chad paused, seeming to look for the right words.
“Oh, c’mon. Jesus, Chad. Jeff’s a good guy!”
There was silence on the other end of the line, and Jared thought back to the first half of the conversation. “Oh fuck,” he blurted. “You tried to get him in bed, didn’t you?”
“Do I have like karmic herpes? He had a hard on, and he still wouldn’t let me blow him!”
Jared let his head fall, forehead impacting the table. “Jen, talk to him for a minute, would you?”
Jensen took the phone, and Jared took a moment to compose himself. Jesus, he was going to have to apologize to Jeff. This sucked.
It took Jared a moment to realize that Jensen was saying his name. He’d hung up the phone and was shaking his head.
“I’ve gotta call Jeff,” Jared murmured, reaching for the phone.
“He’s in Dublin, and it’s like four in the morning there. He’ll kill you if you call him right now.” Jensen shook his head. “Call him tomorrow.”
“What was Chad thinking?”
Jensen snorted. “That he wants to jump Jeff’s bones, and is too chickenshit to admit it.”
“Oh, that would be a disaster,” Jared moaned. “Jeff doesn’t do buddyfucking, and Chad doesn’t do anything else. Especially with guys.”
“Just let it ride, Jare. Jeff can handle himself. Might do Chad some good to see how a grown up works.” Jensen chuckled softly.
“Jeff’s a nice guy, he doesn’t deserve-“ Jared broke off as Jensen waved a dismissive hand. “What?”
“Jeff’s a good guy, Jare. But that doesn’t mean he’s always a nice guy.” Jensen’s lip curled in a knowing smile. “Just let it ride.”
Rating: R
Pairing: CMM/JDM (with a side of J2 in this part)
Disclaimer: None of them are doing this, sadly. But I can dream.
A/N: This is a little interlude piece that follows "My Own Partaking" and "Of Which I'm Ashamed." Yes, thank you, the crack is very tasty, why do you ask?
“Jare!” Jensen yelled, walking into the kitchen, jeans riding low on his hips. “Phone.”
Jared glanced up from the sink. “Um. Can I call whoever back? I’m kinda busy.’ His eyes narrowed at the entirely-too-amused look on Jen’s face. “Chad?”
“Yeah. Drunk off his ass,” Jensen smirked. “He says he has a very important question to slur at you.”
Jared turned off the water and dried his hands. “Don’t be a dick, Jen.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Jensen handed over the phone and wandered to the fridge, grabbing a glass off the drainboard.
“Hey, I just washed that!” Jared protested.
“I know. Thanks,” Jen grinned.
“Such a dick,” Jared muttered, putting the phone to his ear. “Hey, man, what’s up?”
“Jare, you’d sleep with me if you weren’t with Jen, right?” Chad muttered.
“Um.” Jared blinked, staring wide-eyed at Jensen. “Yeah, I guess.”
Jensen’s brow creased curiously.
“Cause I know I’m a dick, but I’m a fuckable one, right?”
“Uh-huh. Totally,” Jared agreed, shrugging at Jensen. I have no idea, he mouthed.
“Good. Thanks.” Chad sighed, and Jared could just see him stretching on the couch, usually with a dog laying on him.
“Chad, what’s going on? What brought this on?” Jared asked.
There was silence on the other end for a long moment.
“Chad?”
“I fucked up. As usual,” Chad finally muttered, voice thick with self-loathing.
“What happened?” Jared shook his head at Jensen’s questioning smile, and watched it fall. Jensen might not adore Chad, but he was good about being supportive.
“Morgan brought Joe down to me. He said he had to be in New York on Monday, so he figured he’d fly in to North Carolina and then road trip to New York. Who the hell does shit like that?”
“Dude, for Jeff three days on the road with his dog is a vacation,” Jared shrugged. “He probably really didn’t mind.”
“He brought me a job opening. The day I get there, I have an audition.”
“That’s awesome. Smallville?”
“BSG,” Chad said, voice going low. “Fucking Battlestar Galactica. I mean, seriously, what the fuck? I mean, you can’t blame me for getting the wrong idea, right?”
Jared laid his face in his hand. “What did you do?”
“It’s just…shit like this doesn’t happen to me. I’m the fuck up. I get married on the fly and bang Paris,” Chad rambled.
“Chad-“
“I might have indicated that I thought he was being too nice,” Chad said carefully.
“Oh, god. You didn’t give him the speech did you?” Jared asked, stomach sinking.
“What speech?”
“The ‘you want something’ speech,” Jared muttered, gritting his teeth.
“I-“ Chad paused, seeming to look for the right words.
“Oh, c’mon. Jesus, Chad. Jeff’s a good guy!”
There was silence on the other end of the line, and Jared thought back to the first half of the conversation. “Oh fuck,” he blurted. “You tried to get him in bed, didn’t you?”
“Do I have like karmic herpes? He had a hard on, and he still wouldn’t let me blow him!”
Jared let his head fall, forehead impacting the table. “Jen, talk to him for a minute, would you?”
Jensen took the phone, and Jared took a moment to compose himself. Jesus, he was going to have to apologize to Jeff. This sucked.
It took Jared a moment to realize that Jensen was saying his name. He’d hung up the phone and was shaking his head.
“I’ve gotta call Jeff,” Jared murmured, reaching for the phone.
“He’s in Dublin, and it’s like four in the morning there. He’ll kill you if you call him right now.” Jensen shook his head. “Call him tomorrow.”
“What was Chad thinking?”
Jensen snorted. “That he wants to jump Jeff’s bones, and is too chickenshit to admit it.”
“Oh, that would be a disaster,” Jared moaned. “Jeff doesn’t do buddyfucking, and Chad doesn’t do anything else. Especially with guys.”
“Just let it ride, Jare. Jeff can handle himself. Might do Chad some good to see how a grown up works.” Jensen chuckled softly.
“Jeff’s a nice guy, he doesn’t deserve-“ Jared broke off as Jensen waved a dismissive hand. “What?”
“Jeff’s a good guy, Jare. But that doesn’t mean he’s always a nice guy.” Jensen’s lip curled in a knowing smile. “Just let it ride.”
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:03 pm (UTC)*grin*
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Date: 2006-10-27 01:53 pm (UTC)Yes indeedy........
Great J2 here and awesome pathethic CMM..... you are sucking me in on this!
*hugs*
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:08 pm (UTC)Thanks! *hug*
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Date: 2006-10-27 02:45 pm (UTC)I really really do.
*basks*
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-27 02:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 12:16 pm (UTC)*cuddle*
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Date: 2006-10-28 06:37 pm (UTC)*smish*
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Date: 2006-10-27 03:16 pm (UTC)OMG I love your Chad *lol*
And I never thought of the pairing CMM/JDM but the things you write are really making me start to like it ;)
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-27 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 12:43 pm (UTC)Heee!
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Date: 2006-10-27 03:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 12:45 pm (UTC)*makes another mark on the "people corrupted today board."* Bwahahahaha!
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Date: 2006-10-27 04:06 pm (UTC)“Do I have like karmic herpes?
Bwahaha. Yes, Chad, you do.
Might do Chad some good to see how a grown up works.” Jensen chuckled softly.
Nice. I'm terrified of where this all is going to end up, but I'd love to see Jensen proven right here. Chad could learn a thing or two from a real man.
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:49 pm (UTC)But I'm glad you're enjoying it. If that's the right word. *smirk*
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Date: 2006-10-28 02:38 pm (UTC)God help me, but in some weird way I am. :)
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Date: 2006-10-27 05:42 pm (UTC)another icon or two coming your way once I've done some stuff that needs doing though it's not as pleasant as reading JDM CMM!!!! fic.
*headdesks HARD*
*G*
this interlude was lovely, btw, I like Jared all worried and Jensen all" 's good for him". :)
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:54 pm (UTC)But I'm glad you're...um...enjoying(?) it. *grin* Thank you!
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Date: 2006-10-27 10:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 12:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 12:28 am (UTC)OoooooOooooh? Voice of experience there, Jensen? I like seeing this situation from J2's POV.
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Date: 2006-10-28 12:58 pm (UTC)Hee! Glad you liked!
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Date: 2006-10-28 01:03 pm (UTC)Oh, yeah! I really want to see that story. *g*
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Date: 2006-10-28 02:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 12:56 pm (UTC)Why thank you, sweetie!
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Date: 2006-10-29 05:28 am (UTC)but i cant wait for more of this. WOW. :D
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Date: 2006-11-14 08:00 pm (UTC)This series is so much FUN. Thanks.
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Date: 2006-12-07 04:40 pm (UTC)Do I have like karmic herpes?
Made me snicker for a good long while. *g*
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Date: 2007-04-11 02:47 pm (UTC)