Separation Anxiety [R] J2
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enableloveTitle: Separation Anxiety
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hd_obsession
Rating: R
Warnings: Unapologetic Schmoop. And some smut.
Word Count: 1700
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Summary: College!AU. The boys are going to be apart for Christmas.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselvesand each other and this isn’t true, probably.
Beta: Thank you to the fabulousmirimeneume who did the super fast beta and to clubinthesky for always being awesome. No fic can be done without you anymore baby!
A/N: This is for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
spn_j2_xmas. My secret santa was ms_soma who wanted J2 AU - established relationship; the boys are at college and about to spend Christmas away from each other - cue schmoopy before they leave stuff, phone sex, and a surprise visit.
Christmas break. It was usually every college student’s prayer being answered. Christmas break was a vacation from school, from homework, from professor’s, and from stress. It was a chance to go home, eat their mama’s cooking, sleep all day, hang out with friends, get bored, and basically be worry-free. But for Jensen Ackles it meant 5 long weeks away from his boyfriend Jared Padalecki. Sure, they would talk on the phone all the time, but it wasn’t the same as it was year round; pretty much living in each other’s back pockets. It would be hard to meet too because even though both families knew, they still lived 4 hours apart and they’d both be busy with family things. It was Christmas after all.
And maybe Jensen was being a girl about it, but he was pretty sure Jared felt the same way if the way he curled around him last night was any indication. That could have been because of the tiniest bed ever or because they’d be parting ways soon. Jensen was assuming it was the latter, because they had slept on tiny beds before and Jared wasn’t usually snuggling up to him that much. But it was Jared after all, so who knew. Jared was all limbs all the time, so it was kind of impossible to not be touching Jared and lying pretty much on top of him. But neither of them minded much.
And that’s how Jensen wakes up, half on top of Jared, with Jared’s arm thrown around his waist to keep him close and at the same time to keep him from falling off the miniscule bed. Jensen is really glad that his roommate, Chris, had slept somewhere else for the night. Even if it meant having to listen to him mutter about ‘stupid lovebirds that can’t keep their hands off each other’ and ‘it’s only five weeks’ but Jensen was used to tuning him out.
Jared’s hand is rubbing up and down Jensen’s naked back, alternating between the pads of his fingers and nails, and sending shivers down Jensen’s back. Jared is warm and comfortable and when Jensen finally lifts his head up to look at him, Jared shoots him a gorgeous sleepy smile that’s soft around the edges. Jensen presses a close-mouthed kiss against those lips before stretching and getting up, no matter how much he wants to stay in bed. He promised his mama he’d be home by five and it’s already noon. He has to finish packing and check out, and still say good-bye to his boyfriend. This break is going to suck.
Jensen and Jared check out and walk side by side to the parking lot, which is on the other side of campus because A&M sucks with designating parking to the students. They reach Jensen’s car first and put his suitcase in the trunk. They both climb into the front seat of his car; they can’t really do a goodbye in broad sunlight. Their closest friends know and don’t care, but they are at one of the most conservative schools in the state. Saying goodbye to your boyfriend if you are a guy is just not done.
“So this is it,” Jared starts and it sounds like they are breaking up, which no.
“Hey. I’m going to see you soon ok? It’s just a few weeks And maybe we can find a way to visit or something, ok? And we’re going to talk on the phone almost every night, and have lots of phone sex,” he ends with a slight grin.
That makes Jared chuckle and nod his assent. Jensen leans over and pulls Jared in into a mind blowing, toe curling kiss. He has to leave Jared with something after all. Jared kisses back, tongue curling around Jensen’s and nibbles his lower lip a little as he pulls back.
“Call me when you get home ok, Jay?” Jensen asks. Jared nods, “You too. Talk to you soon. Bye Jen.”
He gets out of the car and waves to Jensen and walks over to his own car. Jensen waits until Jared is inside before he honks the horn and they drive off for a few weeks without each other. Yeah, Jensen is definitely a girl.
Three and a half hours later he gets home to Richardson and pulls up into his driveway. It’s good to be home. He sends a quick text to Jared, I’m home. Jared replies with his own, me too. talk to you tonight k? Jensen respond with a yes sir
Jensen goes in and says hi to his family. His momma hugs him tight, and he’s not ashamed that he kind of collapses into her because damn, it has been awhile since he’s really seen and talked to his momma. His dad is next, and even if there’s less squeezing, there’s no less relief of him being finally home. He takes his stuff up to his room, and he’s glad to see that it looks exactly like he left it back in August.. He collapses onto the bed, intent on taking a nap.
A couple of days go by and Jensen talks to Jared every night, like he said he would. They ramble on about how their mama’s are spoiling them, and how nice it is to be home. There’s always the unsaid I miss you underlying everything though and Jensen wishes he could just drive down to San Antonio. Even though Jared’s parents know, it’s tough. They love Jensen, and at least they’re trying. But it wouldn’t be right, plus his own mama would box his ears.
It’s around ten pm and Jensen is talking to Jared again. He’s lying on his back on his bed, one hand holding the phone and the other unbuckling his jeans. He can imagine Jared in the same position on his own bed, his tall frame spread out. Jared’s skin is flushed and his breathing is getting heavy from being turned on. He fumbles with the buckle of his jeans because no matter how many times they do this, Jared always gets a little nervous at first. He can clearly see all of this in his head and that just makes him all the more harder.
“C’mon Jay, take off your jeans. And your boxers. Wrap that gorgeous hand around your cock baby. Slowly. Imagine I’m there doing all this. I’m mouthing around the head, sucking on it. Pinch your nipples, just a little,” Jensen says, his voice low and dirty.
Jared is breathing harder and moaning and Jensen knows Jared’s doing exactly as Jensen says, alternating between hard tugs and soft pulls, just like Jensen would. Jensen slides off his jeans and his own boxers and starts to stroke himself, slow and gentle. He doesn’t want this to end too fast; he wants to get Jared off first. He wishes he were there with Jared. Licking and sucking and biting and stroking. Wishes he were there to get Jared off himself.
Jensen starts talking again, his voice husky with desire, “You almost there baby? Lick your fingers, make ‘em wet. And finger yourself for me Jay. One at a time. Imagine they’re my fingers, stretching you, getting you ready for me.” Jensen is torturing himself imagining Jared doing just that. Jared moans his name over the phone and he knows Jared is wide and ready and all Jensen wants to do is be there with his boyfriend. Watch him fall apart around Jensen.
Jared’s close, Jensen can tell. His breath is shallow and he’s panting faster. His moans are deeper and reverberate over the phone. “You ready Jay? Come for me.” Jensen hears his name fall from Jared’s lips in a hitched breath and then it’s over for him too. He strokes himself faster and harder and he’s done with a broken, “Jay.” The house is silent, the only sound he hears is his own heart beating super fast, and his and Jared’s combined breathing.
When their breathing finally settles, they talk a little more and mumble their goodnights to each other. Jensen falls asleep, sated and warm, cuddled in bed in his blankets. The nights they do this, it’s easier to sleep because he’s so tired. Other nights, his bed feels too empty, even more than it would if Jared wasn’t in bed with him at the dorms because his bed is bigger than the dorm beds.
A few days after New Year, Jensen is lying in bed again, but this time he’s worried because Jared’s not picking up. And Jared always picks up. He’s anal about keeping his phone charged and with him at all time just in case he’s needed. When his dad got into the accident, his phone had died and nobody could get through to him. Since then, Jared makes sure to keep it charged. And Jensen doesn’t think he did anything wrong, so Jared shouldn’t be ignoring him. He doesn’t leave a voicemail but sends a text of you there? He doesn’t get an answer and decides to try back later.
Jensen hears the doorbell ring downstairs and a shout from his mom, “Jensen, can you get that for me please?”
He gets off the bed and goes downstairs and opens the door, wondering who would stop by the house this late. His extended family all left right after New Year’s, thank god. Jared is standing in front of him, a shy smile playing about his lips and looking even more gorgeous than he had when they parted for break.
“Surprise?” he says, shrugging his shoulders and startling Jensen out of his daze.
“What? How? Why?” Jensen can’t get full questions out, but Jared leans forward and kisses him, soft and sweet and so gently.
It doesn’t matter anyway because Jared is here now. His mama was getting sick of his moping and sulking anyway and would have sent Jensen to Jared’s place in a few days anyway. But for now, Jensen is happy. Jared’s here and they still have a bit of a break from school. They can just hang out without worrying about homework and midterms and work, which is all they really wanted in the first place.
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Author:
hd_obsessionRating: R
Warnings: Unapologetic Schmoop. And some smut.
Word Count: 1700
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Summary: College!AU. The boys are going to be apart for Christmas.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves
Beta: Thank you to the fabulous
mirimeneume who did the super fast beta and to clubinthesky for always being awesome. No fic can be done without you anymore baby!A/N: This is for
spn_j2_xmas. My secret santa was ms_soma who wanted J2 AU - established relationship; the boys are at college and about to spend Christmas away from each other - cue schmoopy before they leave stuff, phone sex, and a surprise visit.Christmas break. It was usually every college student’s prayer being answered. Christmas break was a vacation from school, from homework, from professor’s, and from stress. It was a chance to go home, eat their mama’s cooking, sleep all day, hang out with friends, get bored, and basically be worry-free. But for Jensen Ackles it meant 5 long weeks away from his boyfriend Jared Padalecki. Sure, they would talk on the phone all the time, but it wasn’t the same as it was year round; pretty much living in each other’s back pockets. It would be hard to meet too because even though both families knew, they still lived 4 hours apart and they’d both be busy with family things. It was Christmas after all.
And maybe Jensen was being a girl about it, but he was pretty sure Jared felt the same way if the way he curled around him last night was any indication. That could have been because of the tiniest bed ever or because they’d be parting ways soon. Jensen was assuming it was the latter, because they had slept on tiny beds before and Jared wasn’t usually snuggling up to him that much. But it was Jared after all, so who knew. Jared was all limbs all the time, so it was kind of impossible to not be touching Jared and lying pretty much on top of him. But neither of them minded much.
And that’s how Jensen wakes up, half on top of Jared, with Jared’s arm thrown around his waist to keep him close and at the same time to keep him from falling off the miniscule bed. Jensen is really glad that his roommate, Chris, had slept somewhere else for the night. Even if it meant having to listen to him mutter about ‘stupid lovebirds that can’t keep their hands off each other’ and ‘it’s only five weeks’ but Jensen was used to tuning him out.
Jared’s hand is rubbing up and down Jensen’s naked back, alternating between the pads of his fingers and nails, and sending shivers down Jensen’s back. Jared is warm and comfortable and when Jensen finally lifts his head up to look at him, Jared shoots him a gorgeous sleepy smile that’s soft around the edges. Jensen presses a close-mouthed kiss against those lips before stretching and getting up, no matter how much he wants to stay in bed. He promised his mama he’d be home by five and it’s already noon. He has to finish packing and check out, and still say good-bye to his boyfriend. This break is going to suck.
Jensen and Jared check out and walk side by side to the parking lot, which is on the other side of campus because A&M sucks with designating parking to the students. They reach Jensen’s car first and put his suitcase in the trunk. They both climb into the front seat of his car; they can’t really do a goodbye in broad sunlight. Their closest friends know and don’t care, but they are at one of the most conservative schools in the state. Saying goodbye to your boyfriend if you are a guy is just not done.
“So this is it,” Jared starts and it sounds like they are breaking up, which no.
“Hey. I’m going to see you soon ok? It’s just a few weeks And maybe we can find a way to visit or something, ok? And we’re going to talk on the phone almost every night, and have lots of phone sex,” he ends with a slight grin.
That makes Jared chuckle and nod his assent. Jensen leans over and pulls Jared in into a mind blowing, toe curling kiss. He has to leave Jared with something after all. Jared kisses back, tongue curling around Jensen’s and nibbles his lower lip a little as he pulls back.
“Call me when you get home ok, Jay?” Jensen asks. Jared nods, “You too. Talk to you soon. Bye Jen.”
He gets out of the car and waves to Jensen and walks over to his own car. Jensen waits until Jared is inside before he honks the horn and they drive off for a few weeks without each other. Yeah, Jensen is definitely a girl.
Three and a half hours later he gets home to Richardson and pulls up into his driveway. It’s good to be home. He sends a quick text to Jared, I’m home. Jared replies with his own, me too. talk to you tonight k? Jensen respond with a yes sir
Jensen goes in and says hi to his family. His momma hugs him tight, and he’s not ashamed that he kind of collapses into her because damn, it has been awhile since he’s really seen and talked to his momma. His dad is next, and even if there’s less squeezing, there’s no less relief of him being finally home. He takes his stuff up to his room, and he’s glad to see that it looks exactly like he left it back in August.. He collapses onto the bed, intent on taking a nap.
A couple of days go by and Jensen talks to Jared every night, like he said he would. They ramble on about how their mama’s are spoiling them, and how nice it is to be home. There’s always the unsaid I miss you underlying everything though and Jensen wishes he could just drive down to San Antonio. Even though Jared’s parents know, it’s tough. They love Jensen, and at least they’re trying. But it wouldn’t be right, plus his own mama would box his ears.
It’s around ten pm and Jensen is talking to Jared again. He’s lying on his back on his bed, one hand holding the phone and the other unbuckling his jeans. He can imagine Jared in the same position on his own bed, his tall frame spread out. Jared’s skin is flushed and his breathing is getting heavy from being turned on. He fumbles with the buckle of his jeans because no matter how many times they do this, Jared always gets a little nervous at first. He can clearly see all of this in his head and that just makes him all the more harder.
“C’mon Jay, take off your jeans. And your boxers. Wrap that gorgeous hand around your cock baby. Slowly. Imagine I’m there doing all this. I’m mouthing around the head, sucking on it. Pinch your nipples, just a little,” Jensen says, his voice low and dirty.
Jared is breathing harder and moaning and Jensen knows Jared’s doing exactly as Jensen says, alternating between hard tugs and soft pulls, just like Jensen would. Jensen slides off his jeans and his own boxers and starts to stroke himself, slow and gentle. He doesn’t want this to end too fast; he wants to get Jared off first. He wishes he were there with Jared. Licking and sucking and biting and stroking. Wishes he were there to get Jared off himself.
Jensen starts talking again, his voice husky with desire, “You almost there baby? Lick your fingers, make ‘em wet. And finger yourself for me Jay. One at a time. Imagine they’re my fingers, stretching you, getting you ready for me.” Jensen is torturing himself imagining Jared doing just that. Jared moans his name over the phone and he knows Jared is wide and ready and all Jensen wants to do is be there with his boyfriend. Watch him fall apart around Jensen.
Jared’s close, Jensen can tell. His breath is shallow and he’s panting faster. His moans are deeper and reverberate over the phone. “You ready Jay? Come for me.” Jensen hears his name fall from Jared’s lips in a hitched breath and then it’s over for him too. He strokes himself faster and harder and he’s done with a broken, “Jay.” The house is silent, the only sound he hears is his own heart beating super fast, and his and Jared’s combined breathing.
When their breathing finally settles, they talk a little more and mumble their goodnights to each other. Jensen falls asleep, sated and warm, cuddled in bed in his blankets. The nights they do this, it’s easier to sleep because he’s so tired. Other nights, his bed feels too empty, even more than it would if Jared wasn’t in bed with him at the dorms because his bed is bigger than the dorm beds.
A few days after New Year, Jensen is lying in bed again, but this time he’s worried because Jared’s not picking up. And Jared always picks up. He’s anal about keeping his phone charged and with him at all time just in case he’s needed. When his dad got into the accident, his phone had died and nobody could get through to him. Since then, Jared makes sure to keep it charged. And Jensen doesn’t think he did anything wrong, so Jared shouldn’t be ignoring him. He doesn’t leave a voicemail but sends a text of you there? He doesn’t get an answer and decides to try back later.
Jensen hears the doorbell ring downstairs and a shout from his mom, “Jensen, can you get that for me please?”
He gets off the bed and goes downstairs and opens the door, wondering who would stop by the house this late. His extended family all left right after New Year’s, thank god. Jared is standing in front of him, a shy smile playing about his lips and looking even more gorgeous than he had when they parted for break.
“Surprise?” he says, shrugging his shoulders and startling Jensen out of his daze.
“What? How? Why?” Jensen can’t get full questions out, but Jared leans forward and kisses him, soft and sweet and so gently.
It doesn’t matter anyway because Jared is here now. His mama was getting sick of his moping and sulking anyway and would have sent Jensen to Jared’s place in a few days anyway. But for now, Jensen is happy. Jared’s here and they still have a bit of a break from school. They can just hang out without worrying about homework and midterms and work, which is all they really wanted in the first place.
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