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poor_choices! And for this awesome occasion, you get Jared and Jensen as knights! This is still lingering in my files, but I got a little more written tonight. I hope it gets done soon, and I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting. Here's a taste, though <3
When Jensen had first looked into knight training, he hadn’t ever thought he’d fall in love. Going in, he had assumed that being a knight would bring great honor to his family and maybe it would give him the courage to talk to Lady Danneel, the girl who was pretty much the ideal woman. Sure, he might not have loved her in that way, but love comes with time and proximity. And maybe he did have the urge to look at the Sirs rather than the Ladies, but that too would be changed after marriage.
So of course, everything was flipped upside down when Jared Padalecki tumbled into his life.
Jensen actually wasn’t too fond of Jared when he first showed up in their training course. Knight training was a big deal. It was a way to bring honor to a family that didn’t have much. It was a chance to do something good and be respected for it. And of course, as his mom and dad told him, it was a chance to make connections, save a damsel in distress, and get married. So someone like Jared showing up, who was tall and adorable and charming meant for sure that the damsels in distress would fawn over him rather than Jensen. Not that Jensen thought of Jared as tall and adorable and charming of course.
Oh who was he kidding. Of course he envied Jared and not for the reason that the ladies would swoon over him, but that he would be fawning over the ladies as well. Jared wasn’t like that, though. Sure, he had the ladies come up to him all the time and try to drop hints about wanting to be saved, but Jared would be friendly yet firm that he was too busy with his training to think about that right now.
Maybe that tipped the odds a little in Jared’s favor - to see how committed he was. Though, all that concentration made Jensen think of non-training thoughts of how focused Jared would be in other situations. Like Jensen’s bed.
Every time he would get stuck with Jared didn’t help either. They had to practice their dueling and see where they were and who their partners would be for the time remaining in camp and so they had to fight with everyone. Jensen got distracted a few too many times when he’d see Jared wiping off his damp hair that had fallen in his face, or when he was gasping for breath - chest heaving - as he finished a round, or the cocksure attitude he had with his sword and the way he held it. Jensen almost lost a round because of losing his focus on the duel he had with Aldis Hodge, another knight in training.
“Got your mind somewhere else, or should I say someone else, Ackles?” Aldis joked, feinting a jab at Jensen’s side.
“What? No!” Jensen said, a bit too quickly, turning as red as an apple.
Aldis’ smirk widened and Jensen cursed his tongue which was quick to refuse. Aldis was a good guy, the lead runner for winning Lady Danneel’s hand, actually. He was fast, sharp as a tack, and laid back. He was the first friend Jensen made at the camp and one he intended to keep long after training was over.
Jensen refused to let himself look over at Jared for fear of actually losing. He and Aldis moved around each other like dancers, graceful and light on their feet. A few quick thrusts of his sword as well is faking directions a few times, and Jensen came out as victor, if only barely.
“Nice skills, Jensen,” Aldis congratulated, holding his gloved hand out for Jensen to shake. “Now you get to show off your many talents for your boy,” Aldis said with a wink, voice low enough for only Jensen to here thankfully.
Jensen elbowed Aldis in the side, ignoring the gasp of breath being released in surprise. He got whatever he deserved.
Jared finished up his practice duel with another to-be-knight, James Roday. Jared was almost double Roday’s size, and with that kind of unfair advantage, it was no wonder Jared won.
“Wipe up your drool before he sees,” Aldis joked again, apparently not learning from the last time. He did put his hand protectively in front of his stomach, though, so maybe he learned something.
“Shut up,” Jensen shot back eloquently. He needed to figure out how to get a handle on this longing he was feeling. It was getting out of control and kind of ridiculous. If anyone came to find out, there was no telling what would happen to him. Liking someone of the same sex was very much frowned upon in their world, and Jensen wished, for a split second, that things were different. He took a look around at his friends, at the people training, and at the open forest surrounding the group. Even if he wasn’t all to happy with the attitude of people and the judgments they would pass, he loved his home.
It's rough, but I'm pretty pleased with it for now ♥ ILU, hon, and hope your birthday was AWESOME and that you liked this!
poor_choices! And for this awesome occasion, you get Jared and Jensen as knights! This is still lingering in my files, but I got a little more written tonight. I hope it gets done soon, and I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting. Here's a taste, though <3When Jensen had first looked into knight training, he hadn’t ever thought he’d fall in love. Going in, he had assumed that being a knight would bring great honor to his family and maybe it would give him the courage to talk to Lady Danneel, the girl who was pretty much the ideal woman. Sure, he might not have loved her in that way, but love comes with time and proximity. And maybe he did have the urge to look at the Sirs rather than the Ladies, but that too would be changed after marriage.
So of course, everything was flipped upside down when Jared Padalecki tumbled into his life.
Jensen actually wasn’t too fond of Jared when he first showed up in their training course. Knight training was a big deal. It was a way to bring honor to a family that didn’t have much. It was a chance to do something good and be respected for it. And of course, as his mom and dad told him, it was a chance to make connections, save a damsel in distress, and get married. So someone like Jared showing up, who was tall and adorable and charming meant for sure that the damsels in distress would fawn over him rather than Jensen. Not that Jensen thought of Jared as tall and adorable and charming of course.
Oh who was he kidding. Of course he envied Jared and not for the reason that the ladies would swoon over him, but that he would be fawning over the ladies as well. Jared wasn’t like that, though. Sure, he had the ladies come up to him all the time and try to drop hints about wanting to be saved, but Jared would be friendly yet firm that he was too busy with his training to think about that right now.
Maybe that tipped the odds a little in Jared’s favor - to see how committed he was. Though, all that concentration made Jensen think of non-training thoughts of how focused Jared would be in other situations. Like Jensen’s bed.
Every time he would get stuck with Jared didn’t help either. They had to practice their dueling and see where they were and who their partners would be for the time remaining in camp and so they had to fight with everyone. Jensen got distracted a few too many times when he’d see Jared wiping off his damp hair that had fallen in his face, or when he was gasping for breath - chest heaving - as he finished a round, or the cocksure attitude he had with his sword and the way he held it. Jensen almost lost a round because of losing his focus on the duel he had with Aldis Hodge, another knight in training.
“Got your mind somewhere else, or should I say someone else, Ackles?” Aldis joked, feinting a jab at Jensen’s side.
“What? No!” Jensen said, a bit too quickly, turning as red as an apple.
Aldis’ smirk widened and Jensen cursed his tongue which was quick to refuse. Aldis was a good guy, the lead runner for winning Lady Danneel’s hand, actually. He was fast, sharp as a tack, and laid back. He was the first friend Jensen made at the camp and one he intended to keep long after training was over.
Jensen refused to let himself look over at Jared for fear of actually losing. He and Aldis moved around each other like dancers, graceful and light on their feet. A few quick thrusts of his sword as well is faking directions a few times, and Jensen came out as victor, if only barely.
“Nice skills, Jensen,” Aldis congratulated, holding his gloved hand out for Jensen to shake. “Now you get to show off your many talents for your boy,” Aldis said with a wink, voice low enough for only Jensen to here thankfully.
Jensen elbowed Aldis in the side, ignoring the gasp of breath being released in surprise. He got whatever he deserved.
Jared finished up his practice duel with another to-be-knight, James Roday. Jared was almost double Roday’s size, and with that kind of unfair advantage, it was no wonder Jared won.
“Wipe up your drool before he sees,” Aldis joked again, apparently not learning from the last time. He did put his hand protectively in front of his stomach, though, so maybe he learned something.
“Shut up,” Jensen shot back eloquently. He needed to figure out how to get a handle on this longing he was feeling. It was getting out of control and kind of ridiculous. If anyone came to find out, there was no telling what would happen to him. Liking someone of the same sex was very much frowned upon in their world, and Jensen wished, for a split second, that things were different. He took a look around at his friends, at the people training, and at the open forest surrounding the group. Even if he wasn’t all to happy with the attitude of people and the judgments they would pass, he loved his home.
It's rough, but I'm pretty pleased with it for now ♥ ILU, hon, and hope your birthday was AWESOME and that you liked this!
