Jared's older brother Jeff had managed to get some beer for them, and that had resulted in. Which, logical conclusion in the heads of a bunch of senior high school kids, equals a house party. They were over at Jared's place because his parents were on a holiday in Paris, which meant they had the house for themselves. He has tried to text Jared at least ten times to come over, which has never been much of a problem. Jensen sits on his bed, his cell phone clutched in his hand. Sandy's confused expression quickly shifted and she sighed. Jensen just grinned at Jared and tilted his head sideways to rest it on Jared's head. Oh, and whispering a mock-seductive “Hi there, hot stuff,” towards Jensen with a simultaneous waggle of his eyebrows. None of them actually thought Jensen would do it, but before they could so much as blink, Jensen sat on Jared's lap and Jared had his arms around Jensen's waist, holding him in place. And with Misha, Danneel, Sandy, Chris, Chad, Jared and Jensen, they obviously were one too many. Because the bench by the table was only considered for six people. Which doesn't mean that they like to fool their peers one time or the other.Īt their first sleepover at Misha's, Danneel made the mistake to dare Jensen to sit on Jared's lap for the rest of the night. No one assumed anything about them any more. Plus the aforementioned walking through the school hand-in-hand, or arm-in-arm, whatever. Not what was assumed as a manly hug, that shake-hands-and-pat-on-the-back-thingie, no, a real, two-handed hug. Jensen would really feel weird if Jared wouldn't greet him with a hug in the morning. They had never had any problems with touching, hell, they wrestled and fooled around in the fucking sand box for half a day when they were 8 years old. They're friends – really close ones, so what? - but they're friends. “Yeah, right,” Danneel usually deadpans on that.īut it's true. Maybe more than they should.Īnd Jensen's answer by default was almost second nature by now - “We're just friends.” Which Jensen had answered with “Bye, sweetiepie!”. Then he went off again with only so much as “See ya later, honey!”. After a short moment of pondering, Jensen is sure the last time she did was that time where Jared had met him between classes and thrown his arm around his shoulder and snuggled up against his side in the hallway. “I can't believe you two aren't together,” Danneel snorts every time after she just witnessed another display of trademark Jensen-Jared-interaction. How it had always been, the way they always touched each other on every occasion.Īnd holding hands was one of the rather chaste things they did. But, matter of fact, it was Jared, so it came just natural. Two guys holding hands obviously turn heads everywhere and if it had been anyone else but Jared, Jensen might think it's weird as well. He still pulls Jensen around the hallways of the school by his hand. And Jared had just grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the new Lego set or whatever. It started back in kindergarten, when Jared would point at some new toy in the corner across the room and got all excited about it, and Jensen didn't spot it immediately, searching the room frantically for the item that had caught Jared's attention. Neither one of them cares about it any more. On the other hand, it is what they have been doing for all their life, as long as they knew each other. Sure, when puberty hit, accompanying high school, they received one or the other weird sideways glance or insult when they would walk down the hallway with their arms wrapped around each other's back. Deal with it.īecause, truth be told, neither one could keep his hands to himself, not even in public, and the least in school. If Jensen was to be asked, he would just shrug and grin at Jared.Īnd if Jared was to be asked, he would say that Jensen was just too cuddly. If Chad was to be asked, he would say they were so gay for each other. They had been inseparable for all their lives. They grew up together, went from splashing water at each other in the wading pool to playing detectives and police men during elementary school to reading comic books in Jared's room when they had just become teens. Jensen and Jared met in kindergarten, and were friends for all of their lives. Not that they mind, they have always been cool with it. Thanks to Chad, who came up with the nickname years ago. Jared and Jensen are the ambiguously gay duo.
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