Today was the day. Ever since Jared read the script for the episode, he couldn't wait. Jensen had been giving him the stink eye all week.
"Dude. You're way too happy about this."
"Red shorts, Jensen. Red shorts."
"I'm gonna smother you in your sleep, just watch it."
"Do it after I see the shorts, then I'll die a happy man."
"I hate you."
So when the day finally came, Jared was estatic, waiting in wardrobe to see, before the wardrobe girls kicked him out with threats to his candy.
"You'll see him on set, Jared," was all they would say.
So there he was, sprawled on the set's gym bleachers, anxious. His eyes kept drifting to the entrances. To keep himself occupied, he pulled out his phone and started texting Chad. Because it was always fun to bother Chad. And make fun of him.
"Tell Chad he needs to take his stupid vest off, it's embarrassing," he heard Jensen say. Jared texted the message, his brain not realizing the fact that Jensen was right in front of him.
His brain did make the distinction, though, and he glanced up. He saw the tennis shoes first, gleaming white. Then the white socks, before he got up to the-
"You ok there, man?" He could hear Jensen ask.
"Uh huh," Jared replied. Of course it probably sounded like a 'Grglmnh,' to Jensen.
"Oooook."
"You think wardrobe would let us borrow this outfit?"
"Fuck no, Jared. Fuck. No."
END (Because Jared does get the wardrobe ladies to let them take it and then they have hot sex. HOT. HOT. Sex. :D)
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Date: 2009-01-15 06:15 pm (UTC)Today was the day. Ever since Jared read the script for the episode, he couldn't wait. Jensen had been giving him the stink eye all week.
"Dude. You're way too happy about this."
"Red shorts, Jensen. Red shorts."
"I'm gonna smother you in your sleep, just watch it."
"Do it after I see the shorts, then I'll die a happy man."
"I hate you."
So when the day finally came, Jared was estatic, waiting in wardrobe to see, before the wardrobe girls kicked him out with threats to his candy.
"You'll see him on set, Jared," was all they would say.
So there he was, sprawled on the set's gym bleachers, anxious. His eyes kept drifting to the entrances. To keep himself occupied, he pulled out his phone and started texting Chad. Because it was always fun to bother Chad. And make fun of him.
"Tell Chad he needs to take his stupid vest off, it's embarrassing," he heard Jensen say. Jared texted the message, his brain not realizing the fact that Jensen was right in front of him.
His brain did make the distinction, though, and he glanced up. He saw the tennis shoes first, gleaming white. Then the white socks, before he got up to the-
"You ok there, man?" He could hear Jensen ask.
"Uh huh," Jared replied. Of course it probably sounded like a 'Grglmnh,' to Jensen.
"Oooook."
"You think wardrobe would let us borrow this outfit?"
"Fuck no, Jared. Fuck. No."
END (Because Jared does get the wardrobe ladies to let them take it and then they have hot sex. HOT. HOT. Sex. :D)