Remembrances (10/14)

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Title: Remembrances
Pairing: Jensen/ Jared
Characters: Tom Welling, Justin Hartley, and various other CW folks
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1490
Summary: Tom Welling is a college student that is asked to spend time with an elderly Jensen Ackles. Jensen is slow to come around but realizes the company is just what he needs






Will You


“Here you go, son.” Jensen passed over a Polaroid photo.

“Who's this?” Tom looked down at the young dark haired man running towards the camera, tongue fully extended.

“That would be Misha. Somewhere in here I have a picture of Matt too.” Jensen flipped through the album until he finally found it. The attractive man had Misha's lips planted firmly on his cheek. The two of them looked very happy together, Misha was obviously the kook Tom had imagined.

“So you all became pretty good friends then?” Tom paused to scratch at the little fluff ball trying to climb over his hands. “Hey Sammy!”

“They were great. It was nice to have another gay couple to share things with.”


~~~


“We're here!” Misha sung out as he flung the door open and jumped into the snow drift.

“Ignore him, please...” Matt laughed as he pulled the keys out of the ignition.

“Thanks again for inviting us,” Jared said, unbuckling the seat belt “this is beautiful up here!”

Jensen frowned out at the snowy landscape.

“What's wrong?” Jared leaned over.

“I don't like snow.” Jensen mumbled under his breath.

“Jensen, you've never seen real snow before!”

“I know and I don't like it! It's all cold and stuff!” he said with a crinkled nose and lips.

Jared laughed and rubbed his shoulder. “Come on ya Gloomy Gus, we're gonna have a blast!”

Jensen just sighed and made sure his zipper was all the way up and beanie cap on over his ears before reluctantly opening the van's door. He quickly bundled his arms around him and took in shallow breaths.

“Oh quit being such a baby!” Jared teased.

Jensen was just about ready to say some witty retort when his face dissolved into a burst of white. His mouth fell open trying to catch his breath. Jared tried to bite his lip, preventing the laughter that would certainly spell a sex free weekend. Misha chuckled evilly as he threw yet another snowball, this one zooming past his own boyfriend's head.

“Oh it is on little man!” Matt ducked behind the van and began to make his weapons.

Jensen finally brushed the remaining snow off of his reddened face. Jared could tell he was mad but trying to keep back from laughing himself. Jared was then pelted squarely in the chest. He ducked and squished a considerable pile of snow between his massive hands and launched it into the prankster's general location. Matt shot up and volleyed ball after ball at his boyfriend.

Jensen took the opportunity to sneak behind the van. He watched closely as the psychotic man bounced around, trying to avoid the onslaught from the boyfriends. Jensen silently crept along the vehicle and across the deep snow. Misha was so preoccupied with the war he had started he didn't notice as Jensen gathered up hand fulls of white fluff and forced it into his face from behind.

Jensen was laughing loudly at his silent victory when the onslaught turned on him as well. Misha shook off the excess snow and grabbed the other man and they darted around the corner of the cabin.

“Shh....” he whispered as he pointed to the way onto the low roof of the cabin. The strange new friend mimed his next plan of attack, he motioned for Jensen to continue with the snowballs, then pointing to the shovel, then walked his fingers across his hand, and then pushed both hands forward like a plow. It took Jensen a few seconds to understand but when he did he couldn't help but giggle.

“They are awfully quiet.” Matt said to Jared as they both crouched at the tire.

“Yeah they are.” he panted, slight bursts of clouds escaped from his mouth.

“What's the matter Jay? Thought you liked the cold!” the two heard Jensen shout from somewhere behind the van.

Matt pointed to near the window of the cabin. “We should be pretty safe there, we can use the bushes as cover from that side.”

Jared agreed as Jensen's snowballs crashed around them. They quickly shuffled towards the window, never standing at full height. Jensen managed to get in a few hits before the next volley headed towards him. He could just see Misha peeking his head over the peak of the roof, thumbs up signaled through a glove.

Jared gathered up the balls that Matt was prepping for him and was about to throw them rapid fire style when a cackle sounded from above. Suddenly the two men were buried from the man made avalanche of white fluff.

“Do you yield?” Jensen roared across the driveway.

“We yield, we yield already!” Matt screamed.

Jared lay back in the snow trying not to die from laughter.

Jensen pounded through the snow as Misha sprang the short distance from the roof to the large snow drifts. “Oh yeah! Who are our little bitches!” he declared gleefully.

Jensen reached down to help Jared up. Jared thought about momentarily pulling him down on top of him but figured there would be other ways to pay him back.

The four then headed back to the van to gather up their weekend supplies.


~~~


“You had seriously never seen snow before?” Tom asked in awe.

“No! Hell boy I am from Texas and I live in Los Angeles! Even when I went to Vancouver it was summer!” Jensen laughed.

“So what else happened on this winter wonderland adventure?” Tom asked as the kitten purred loudly in his lap.

“Well it's funny you should ask...”


~~~


Jared ruffled his shaggy hair with the towel as Jensen brushed his teeth.

“You doe dat wath ginda fum!” The lighter haired man spoke through a mouth full of foamy paste.

“English?” Jared teased as he reached for a brush.

Jensen smiled up into the bathroom mirror. He then bent down to rinse out his mouth and spit. “I said... that was kind of fun. The whole snow ball fight.”

“You only say that cus y'all cheated!” Jared playfully slapped his boyfriend's hand.

“You mister are just a sore loser.” Jensen turned and tapped him lovingly on his nose, Jared in turn made to bite the finger.

“Bad boy! No Bite!” Jensen said in his stern voice, as though he were speaking to the dogs.

Jared chuckled and laid the brush on the counter behind Jensen. He then placed his hands on the man's hips. “I love you.”

“And I,” Jensen kissed the larger man's lips, “love,” another kiss, “you.”

Jared pulled away suddenly. He walked away quickly and left to the bedroom without a word.

“Uh did I do something wrong?” Jensen called out nervously.

“Gimme a sec... and no you didn't do or say anything.” Jared said as he rifled through his duffel bag. Jensen peeked around the door jamb. “Where the hell?' he heard his half naked other half mutter to himself. “Aha there you are.”

“What are you doing?” Jensen raised his eyebrow.

“Mr. Impatient...” Jared secured the towel around his waist as he stood and ventured back into the bathroom. Whatever he had found was still kept out of sight. “So I have been thinking... I was gonna do this when we got back home but...”

Jensen eyed him suspiciously. “You aren't breaking up with me are you?” he said half jokingly.

“Yes Jen, I am!” Jared furled his brow in disgust. “Can you um just shut up for a second?” Jared refused to look up. The tall man then fell to the floor. He gripped Jensen's hand.

“Jensen Ross Ackles, would you do me the great honor of being my husband?” Jared lifted his head up with nervous tears in his eyes. He lifted his other hand to bring up a simple white gold wedding band.

Jensen slowly plucked the ring from his boyfriend's hand. “You ummm bought me a ring?”

“Yeah? I did.” the tall man remained looking up with eyes of a doe.

“And you want me umm to what exactly?” Jensen's throat bobbed.

“Well I am kind of hoping you will say yes....” Jared started to get up, trying to shrug off the disappointment.

Jensen stared absently at the ring as he turned it in the light. He placed a firm hand down over Jared's muscular shoulder.

“Jared...” he started tentatively.

“It's okay Jensen, I understand it's a big...”

“Jared!” Jensen said more forcibly. “Shut up!”

Jared slumped back down on his one knee.

“Jared Tristan Padalecki, I would love nothing more to spend the rest of my life with you as my husband.”

“Really?”

A lone tear fell from Jensen's clenched eyes and down upon Jared's cheek. “Really!” he said as he opened his eyes.

Jared quickly removed the ring and slipped in slowly over his fiancé's knuckle, secretly hoping it was the right size.

The bedroom closet door collapsed outward as Misha fell on top of Matt.

“He said yes guys!” Jared beamed, the world's happiest man!


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