Remembrances (6/14)

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Title: Remembrances
Pairing: Jensen/ Jared
Characters: Tom Welling, Justin Hartley, and various other CW folks
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1549
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






New Beginnings
“What was it like? I mean you'd never been with a guy before right? Were you scared? Did you go all the way or just fool around? Did you guys freak out afterwards? What did the dogs do?” Suddenly Tom was no longer speechless.

“Hold up there, one at a time.” the Texan laughed and held his hands up.
“It was amazing, we were both very nervous but it all came naturally enough. I think we probably traumatized those poor dogs. They always got really excited whenever it rained after that.”

~~~

At some point the couch was traded for the bed. Neither man was sure how they had made it into the bedroom. Jensen leaned into Jared's chest as Jared's fingers circled slowly over the older man's chest. The thump in Jared's chest soothed Jensen better than anything since his mother's voice when he was a baby.

“So...?” Jared broke the silence with the question, sort of.

“So...!” Jensen answered, sort of.

“That was...”

“Yeah.”

“I can't believe we just...”

“I know!”

Jensen squeezed Jared's thigh from under the blanket. Jared stopped his aimless circling and pulled Jensen even closer.

“What does this mean exactly?' Jensen asked, tilting his head backward to try to see Jared's eyes. Jared bit his bottom lips as he studied his best friend.

“What do you want it to mean?”

“I'm not sure. Does this make us gay?”

“Not sure about that either.”

“I liked it, being with you.”

“I did to, I mean with you. If this makes me gay then I guess that's what I am. I want to stay here, like this... always.”

“We have work tomorrow!”

Jared playfully smacked Jensen's chest, perking the nipple again. “You know what I mean.”

“Yeah.” Jensen chuckled. “Jay?”

“What Jen?”

“I think I...” he paused to stare down at the end of the bed. “I love you.”

Jared lifted his hand and brushed back Jensen's short spiked hair, he placed a gentle kiss on the top of his head. “I love you too Jensen Ross Ackles.”

That brought a smile to the shorter man's face, the last time he'd heard anyone use his full name he had been bent over his Papa's lap as a kid.

~~~

Tom had fallen asleep close to the end of the story, his massive form took over most of the couch. Jensen smiled but gripped the tall boy's shoulder.

“Tommy, Thomas, Tom...” he shook softly.

“Mmmm”

“Get up son, you need to take yourself home and get some sleep.”

Tom stretched and sat up. “Okay.” he said through a yawn. “I still have so many questions...”

“Tomorrow is another day son.”


___


“So Tom I have been thinking...” Jensen called into the kitchen.

“Hold up Jensen, I can't hear you.” Tom said over the grinding of the ice maker. He soon appeared with two large glasses of iced tea. He handed one to his friend and then took his seat across from the wheel chair. “You were saying?”

“I said... I have been thinking, that old house is just setting there collecting dust. What would you think about moving in, maybe a few of your friends too. Taking care of the old place for me?”

“Your serious?” Tom said as he sat the glass on a nearby coaster.

“Well, what good does it do me? It's all paid for, the bills are still being taken care of. I can't see why not.”

“That'd be cool. I'll ask Kyle and Justin later. What we gonna do about rent?”

“Rent? No rent. You would be doing this as a favor to me. You boys just take good care of the place for me and keep this old codger company from time to time. Deal?”

Tom's green eyes flicked downward as a grin took over his face. “You drive a hard bargain sir.”

“Wonderful.”

“So, not to change the subject or anything, but back to you and Jared...”

“You ain't tired of hearing about us yet boy?”

“Of course not! I was just wondering, I mean, I assume your relationship started full force after that night...”

“That it did. Jared tried his hardest to make things sweet and romantic, he was quite the hopeless romantic.”

~~~

Jensen opened the door and tossed his tool belt down to the side, scratching the two heads waiting anxiously at his side.

“Hey guys. Dad is beat!” Jensen flopped down on the couch to get a little rest before his inevitable shower. He looked over at the clock. '5:45 pm, that means Jared will be home in less than an hour. Should have time to shower and maybe make us some dinner.' He groaned as he forced his sweaty body up off the furniture. He again scratched the dogs behind their ears and then headed down the hallway to the bathroom.

He started to lift the filthy wife beater off his torso as he walked past the bedroom. He paused just past the entrance and leaned backwards on one foot. “What the hell?” he stepped back to take in the view of the bed, covers turned down and small bits of red licorice scattered over the sheets with larger pieces forming a heart on top of the pillows. Large hands wrapped tightly around his stinking body.

“Welcome home.” the man whispered into his ear, lips brushing over the sensitive skin.

“You're home early...” Jensen subconsciously fell deeper into his arms.

“It's amazing what you can do when you're the boss isn't it?”

“You've been busy... what is all this for?”

“Well I know how much you hate roses so I ummm... improvised.”

“You are amazing you know that?”

“Yeah I kind of am aren't I? I just like hearing you say it.” Jared laughed as fingers poked him in the ribs. He let loose of Jensen and lowered his hands down to the man's hips and turned him around.

“I have been wanting to do this all day.” he leaned downward to kiss Jensen, pulling the shorter man in closer, grinding hips together. He reached behind Jensen's back and pulled at the shoulder blades, deepening the kiss.

Jensen's eyes opened as he tried to put his hands in between the two. He pushed softly breaking the kiss.

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing, I stink? Can this wait until after I get cleaned up at least?” he begged.

“I think you smell sexy! Not to mention that you look so sweet and delicious.” Jared smiled mischievously as he backed his best friend, no boyfriend, no lover, back on to the bed. He forced a passionate kiss that was instantly accepted. Jensen's hands gripped through long chestnut hair as Jared's hands explored every inch of his body.

~~~

Tom laughed. “That's so sweet!”

“It was incredible, a little sticky, and I'm pretty sure licorice should never be able to find it's way into certain areas of the body... but its was so lovely and romantic.”

“Remind me to skip the Twizzlers.” Tom teased.

“Little boy want some candy?” Jensen tried his best to keep a straight face through the faux flirtation.


___



“Can I ask you a question?” Tom asked. It had been almost a month since he and his two friends had moved into the house.

Jensen looked up from the checkerboard table. “Go ahead, I doubt we have very many secrets any more, Thomas.”

“It's not that... How do you... I mean... How do you know if someone likes you, likes you?”

“You should know that by now Tommy.”

“I thought I did... this is different though. This person is really cool and I think they may be flirting with me but I am just not quite sure...”

“This person?” Jensen tried to not let on to the introduction on the pronoun game he had excelled at himself, once upon a time. “How are 'they' flirting exactly?”

“I don't know, they're kind of touchy feely lately, and they're always teasing me about hooking up and stuff. I thought it was just like normal but now... I don't know.”

“How do you feel about 'them'? Do you like 'them', Tom?”

“I like them sure, just... I don't know, forget I said anything.”

“Tom, you know you can talk with me about anything .”

“I know.... I just...” He blushed as he finished his last move. His hands shot in the air. “I win! Oh my God I actually beat you!”

“Good play, son.” Jensen chuckled through his accent.

___

“I did it Jensen!”

“Pardon?” The old man put down the newspaper as his nurse worked on preparing his morning medicine regimen in the kitchen.

Tom waltzed in without a knock and tossed his bag to the floor. He approached him and lowered to look the man in the eyes.

“I walked right in and asked him out, on a date. Like him and me, alone, dinner, movie, date date!” Tom was beaming and shaking through the adrenaline.

“Him?” Jensen mocked surprise. “Him who Thomas?”

“Oh sorry... Justin... I got home after class last night and went straight to his room and asked him out.”

“Justin... Justin...” Jensen searched his memory. “The blond one?”

“Yeah!” Tom smiled back. “I think I caught him by surprise, thought he was gonna have a heart attack but he totally said yes!”

“Good for you Tommy, good for you.”


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