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Jared opens his eyes. He’s still sleepy. Instantly he notices Jensen, he hopes its Jensen at least because it’s the last day of the bet and when it’s over… Jared smiles just imagining. His hand moves down under the duvet to touch his morning hard-on. He rubs it a little and purrs like a big Cheshire cat.
Jensen is streaking around the room. He’s looking nervous and focused. He is mumbling something to himself.
“Good morning!” Jared says, still smiling.
“Morning.” He answers but doesn’t stop the nervous streaking.
“What`s up?”
“I overslept. I had to be at the ballroom like an hour ago. I’m the producer of those charity concerts and I’m late, it’s unacceptable.”
“Calm down!” Jared is still smiling.
“My black shoes. Where the hell are my black shoes…?”
“Jensen!”
He turns to look at Jared.
“Shit, I left them at your place! Oh, God, what am I going to do now?” He looks terrified.
Jared laughs.
“Come here!”
“I don`t have time.”
“Come here and sit down!”
“But I…”
“I said - come here, Jensen!” Jared is persistent.
Jensen sighs heavily and obeys.
“Sit!”
He sits down next to Jared on the bed.
“Now inhale deeply and count to ten.”
“Why do I…?”
“Jesus, Jensen, just do as I say.”
“But…”
“JENSEN!”
“Alright, alright…”
He inhales deeply, counting to ten. His cheeks inflated and scarlet, he looks so fucking cute.
“Now exhale slowly while counting to ten again.”
Jensen blows the air out of his lungs.
“Jesus, Jensen, do you know what “slowly” means? Repeat everything. Slowly.”
“I don’t have time to…”
“Shh…” Jared shushes him by putting a finger across his lips. “Do what I told you to and listen.”
Jensen inhales deeply again.
“If Sophia needed you there she would have woken you up. And she hasn’t called even once so it means everything’s okay.”
Jensen exhales.
“But what if…?”
“No “buts”. Repeat inhales and exhales.”
Jensen hesitates for a moment but meets Jared’s firm raised eyebrow and the expression on Jared’s face makes him obey.
“Chad went with Sophia, he volunteered to help with anything she needed. The first concert starts at twelve, two and a half hours from now.”
“Oh, my God, just two and a half…”
“Jesus, Jensen, relax already! There’s plenty of time. Let me take a fast shower and get dressed and I will be…”
“No! I MUST GO NOW!”
“No, you don’t have to go now. You have to relax and… breathe. And brown shoes would be perfect for this suit.”
“Brown shoes? You can’t be…?”
“Serious? Well I am. They go well together with your green shirt.”
“Do you really think…?”
“Yes, I do.” Jared smiles as he takes Jensen’s hands in his own and squeezes a little. ”Everything will be perfect. Trust me.” He brings Jensen’s hands to his lips and kisses them gently.
After two and a half hours, an almost breakdown from Jensen and lots of breathing exercises, Jared and Jensen are standing backstage and listening to Sophia sing a duet with Chad. It`s a big surprise. Jared hugs Jensen from behind, they both move to the rhythm of the music and smile. The two thousand children in the audience are smiling too.
After another three hours there is the second concert for older people. They’re smiling too.
Jensen relaxes at last, Jared is happy, and Sophia and Chad can’t stop sharing secret and not so secret looks.
It’s eight pm when they get to Sophia’s mansion. The plastic Christmas tree they decorated yesterday evening after getting back from the Independent Studios party is in the corner of the living room, Christmas stockings are hanging from the side of the fake fireplace, and the eggnog Chad made yesterday is in their glasses. They’re laughing, drinking and congratulating one another. They’re all tired and decide to make it an early night when it’s almost midnight.
Jensen goes to his room while Jared stays in the kitchen to help Chad take care of the dirty dishes. Sophia calls her family, wishing them a happy Christmas.
Chad smiles.
“So - isn’t day seven almost over?”
Jared smirks.
“Fuck, yeah.”
“Ha-ha-ha…”
“I can’t believe I made it. Really, Chad, he knows how to torture me.”
“And tonight he’s Jensen.”
“At last.” Jared is excited. “And the most incredible thing is - he was Jensen yesterday too.”
“Yeah, I know…”
Silence for a moment.
“Jared…” Seems like Chad’s hesitating, as if he can’t decide whether telling Jared is a good idea.
“What is it Chad?”
“We talked yesterday morning…”
“Mhmmm… And?”
“Well…”
“What…?”
“I don`t know if you know but… He told me about his honeymoon.”
“What?”
“In Paris, I made a French omelet so…”
“Tell me everything!”
“He doesn’t have good memories about his honeymoon. He was… pregnant…”
“I know…” Jared says quietly.
“So - he has a child?”
“A daughter, Megan, she died during birth.”
“Oh, God…”
“Sophia told me. I didn’t have time to tell you but… The 20th was his birthday, Sophia told me that. And she told me that he doesn’t celebrate it because Megan died on the same day.”
“Jesus, Jared…”
“Yeah. Remember he said I couldn’t catch him on a bike?”
Chad just nods.
“It was the next morning after his birthday. He just ran away. He was in hysterics… I went after him and when I found him he told me. He was crying and… It was hard, Chad.”
There is silence for some time again. Jared’s deep in painful memories, Chad’s thoughtful.
“What else did he tell you?”
“That he was eighteen, just graduated, having morning-sickness all the time. And his husband Justin was enjoying each and every opportunity to be able to drink legally.”
“Bastard…” Comes as a curse from Jared`s mouth.
“You knew this?”
“Not that specific. But Sophia told me that his husband was a jerk… Justin… Fuck, I already hate him…”
“Calm down, Jared. He’s not here, you are.” Chad looks at the clock on the wall. “And it’s three minutes before midnight. Go to him, Jared.”
“Are you…?”
“Yeah, I will take care of the dishes. Just go!”
Chad smiles.
“Okay, then I…” Jared is suddenly nervous somehow. It almost feels like the first time.
Jared turns around and runs through the living room and upstairs to Jensen’s room. Jared knocks on the door. No answer. He opens the doors and goes in.
“Jensen?” He looks around. “Jense…”
And then he sees him on the bed. He’s wearing a red cheerleader’s uniform, hair spiked up into a Mohawk. He’s laying on his side, cheek in his palm, elbow pressed to the bed. He`s smiling seductively.
“Hello, sweetie.”
Jared is a bit disappointed. He’s definitely not Jensen. But it’s okay, he is ready to give Jensen as much time as he needs.
“Ross?” Jared asks.
“Call me JR!”
“I believe our bet is over, JR!” Jared smirks as he approaches the bed.
He’s hard and ready, he has waited long enough. God, Jensen looks amazing.
“Well… ” JR says as he gets up, now he’s on his knees on the bed. His arms go around Jared’s shoulders, their lips meet.
“Fuck, I want you so much.” Jared is going insane. He mouths down to Jensen’s neck and sucks on the most sensitive places. JR gasps and raises his body closer to Jared’s.
“Good…” JR moans. “But I’m gonna be fair and tell you something before…”
“What?”
“When we made our bet it was an hour after midnight…”
“An hour after…” And then Jared instantly gets it. Fuck.
Jared pulls away.
JR laughs.
“Oh, don`t worry, het-boy. You only have to live through one more hour!”
Hour! Hour! Hour! This one fucking word echoes in Jared’s head. One hour, a whole hour, sixty fucking minutes.
God, he’s so hard that it’s aching.
Okay, he can do it! He can do it!
“Let’s… hmmm… Talk! Let’s talk!”
“I like actions more than words.” JR approaches him.
“Words can be good, very good.” Jared says nonsense as he moves backwards away from him.
“Talking is overrated.”
“No, it’s not. It’s… I need to know some important things about you!”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
He comes closer and Jared backtracks until he feels a wall behind him, he is trapped. JR licks his bottom lip in a patented manner, his gaze on Jared’s crotch.
“Mmmm…” He moans as his hand goes down to touch Jared.
“Oh, God…” Jared cries out as he feels JR’s hand touch the most sensitive part of his body.
“No, stop. God, please…”
JR leans in and whispers close to Jared’s ear. His breath makes shivers go down Jared’s spine.
“You still wanna ask me questions?”
“Yes! Questions are good.”
“Okay, ask!”
JR turns around and goes back to the bed where he sits down.
Thank God!
JR crosses arms over his chest as if waiting for something.
“What... mmm... Color! Yes, what is your favorite color?” Jared finds something to ask at last.
“Hmmm...” JR makes a thoughtful expression and Jared is almost convinced that he is really overthinking the question, but then he gets off of the bed and approaches Jared. For a moment JR looks into Jared’s eyes but then his gaze goes down to his groin again. “I can’t decide.” He whispers as he touches the zipper of Jared’s jeans. “What color is your underwear today?”
Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck…
Jared moves backwards, mumbling something. JR follows Jared’s movements automatically. Jared’s zipper is half way undone.
“Looks like my favorite color today is… gray? Seriously Jared - could you be more boring in underwear choice.” JR asks frustrated, not noticing how torturous the light touches of his fingers on Jared’s dick are.
Jared fucking whimpers and swallows hard.
“What is your favorite animal?” Jared somehow manages.
“What?” JR is shocked.
And suddenly he starts laughing.
“Jared, you have my respect.” He smiles. “Seriously, you’re more determined then I could ever imagine. But the problem is - I hate losing.”
He’s not playing anymore. He’s a beast, he’s a conqueror, he’s aggressive. He grabs Jared’s dick hard and squeezes it.
Jared cries out in a mix of pleasure and pain. He has nowhere to run. A wall is behind his back and JR is in front of him, so close. JR leans even closer, his lips so close to Jared’s.
“It’s mine whenever I want it.” He squeezes Jared’s dick even harder.
Jared lets out an animalistic scream.
“You’re mine whenever I want you.” JR continues.
“Please…” Jared whispers.
“What?”
“Please, Jensen…” Jared is begging him, a mix of tenderness and pain in his eyes.
“Why?” JR is suddenly serious.
“Because…”
“Because?”
“You want it.”
“What?”
Jared is silent just for a moment and then he says just one word. It’s a whisper, a prayer.
“Us…”
JR`s face changes. He lets go of Jared’s dick. He’s sad, he’s confused. The mask has fallen again, this time maybe more visible than ever. It’s Jensen, just Jensen in front of him. Scared, unsure, so real.
“I’m sorry.” He says as he runs to the bathroom and locks himself in.
“Shit.” Jared whispers.
His dick is aching, it didn’t get its release. Jared shoves his now softening dick back in his jeans and zips them up. He approaches the bathroom. The doors are closed.
“Jensen?” He whispers. “Please, let me in.”
No sound, no movement from the other side of the door.
Jared knocks but gets no reaction.
Jared sighs heavily and sits down on the floor, pressing his back against the door.
“You said I’m yours whenever you want me.” Jared says quietly but loud enough for Jensen to hear. “And it’s true. Not because you make me crazy sexually, but… because you make me crazy in every way. Jensen… I meant what I said. I… I want us. I want you in my life, full time. I wanna wake up next to you. I wanna go home to you or wait till you come home to me. I wanna go shopping with you. I wanna go to sleep and try to guess who you’ll be the next day.” Jared smiles a little. “I want you… In every possible way. All of you… Each one of you… I don’t know what else I can do to prove it to you, to make you believe that it’s real. We’re real.”
Still no sound on the other side of the door.
“You know… when I first saw you, you scared the shit out of me.” Jared laughs a little. “But then there was something else. You asked me if I really knew what I wanted. And the truth is - I didn’t. Not so undoubtedly, so strongly as now. Remember I asked if you knew what you wanted? You never answered.”
Still no reaction.
“I know that… I know there are things in your past… that made you the way you are. I know you’re not ready… for many things but… I’m not pushing. Jensen, I will wait as long as it takes just… Please, just give me a chance because… Now I know what I want. I told you already. I want us, and I’m gonna stick around even though I know you’ll try to push me away. It doesn’t matter because as you said - I am determined. Just… Please, I ask you to give me just one chance. One chance for us.”
Silence again and then suddenly there he is on the other side of the door.
“I was never a cheerleader… I was unpopular at school. Geek. Nerd. Big old-fashioned glasses. I looked at the cheerleaders. I dreamt of being one of them but… I never even had the courage to go to the tryouts. Never. Not once in those four high school years. How pathetic is that…”
Jared hears a change in his voice. Jensen is crying.
“And now…” He continues. “Now I am a cheerleader. Funny, isn’t it? Now I am a cheerleader, the captain of cheerleaders. Now I can do it, can have it… But the funny thing is - I have no team to cheer for because all of this is fake. This uniform is fake. I’m fake.”
“You’re real to me…”
“No, you don’t get it… You… Geez, Jared. What do you even see in me? I’m a mess, I’m… nothing.” He cries even louder. Jared can hear sobs.
“You’re everything to me. You’re my mess, my perfect mess. Please, let me in. Or seriously, I will ruin these doors because I don’t think I can be patient any longer.”
“No, Jared… I… You can’t see me. Not like this, I’m pathetic…”
“I’m pathetic too. Don’t you think it would be better to be pathetic together?”
Silence. No movement. And suddenly he can hear the door being unlocked. Jared lets out a breath he wasn’t aware he was holding. He gets up quickly, opens the door and there he is - sitting on the toilet, tears streaming down his cheeks, messy eye-liner on his face. Just two large steps and Jared is there, next to Jensen. Jared kneels down and puts his strong arms around him.
“Shhh…” He whispers as he rubs his back gently.
Jensen hides his face in the crook of Jared’s neck, who knows how much time passes. Sobs become quieter until they stop completely.
“Pine green and pandas.” Jensen suddenly says.
“What?” Jared looks at him confused.
“My favorite color and animal.” Jensen says shyly. “Pine green and pandas.” He repeats.
Jared smiles.
“Pandas?”
“They’re so sweet and they eat all the time.” He explains.
Jared laughs. Jensen smiles.
“It’s half past one.” Jensen suddenly says.
“What?”
“You won.”
“Oh.”
“So?”
“So?”
“Are you my boyfriend now?” Jensen is so adorably shy.
Jared smiles from ear to ear.
“Say it again!”
“What?”
“Boyfriend!”
Jensen looks into Jared’s eyes. He seems excited, waiting for something.
“Are you serious?”
“Oh, come on - say it! Say “boyfriend”!”
Jensen hesitates for a moment.
“Boy-friend…” He finally whispers.
“Again!”
“Boyfriend… Boyfriend… Boyfriend…” Jensen starts laughing.
“Well, boyfriend. Of course it’s nice to sit here in the bathroom on Christmas night but maybe we could go to the bed now and… make love? Or I’ll have to take like the hundredth cold shower this week?”
Jensen blushes. Jared can’t help but think that it’s the most adorable thing in the world.
“Okay…” Jensen answers. “Boyfriend…”