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Title: Deep Thoughts and Pancakes
Pairing: J2
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1603

Summary: Jensen just wants to get to work on time, but Jared's so philosophical and half-naked in the mornings. Jensen's life is hard.

Author's Note: Every time I open a document to write my [livejournal.com profile] spn_cinema, [livejournal.com profile] spn_j2_bigbang, or the follow-up to You're Extremely Hot, I'm overcome with apathy and writer's block like crazy. So this morning, I decided I was going to just start from scratch and write whatever popped into my head. This has nothing to do with any of those other things I'm supposed to be writing and is nothing like the story I thought I was writing earlier today. I kind of love it when that happens – I hope you guys do, too!

The alarm goes off at six forty-five and Jensen hits the snooze twice before Jared slings an arm over Jensen’s torso and pins his hand to the bed. “Get up,” Jared groans against the back of Jensen’s head.

It takes a few minutes to fight his way out of the covers, to throw his legs over the side of the bed and feel the carpet bristle under his toes. He chuckles into the hand scrubbing over his face when Jared grumbles, “Come back,” into the pillow, hand blindly groping for Jensen.

“Get up,” Jensen orders, smacking the sheet that covers Jared’s bare thigh as he stands and fights a groan that signals getting older than he should feel at his age. “Make me breakfast.”

The look he gets through the one eye Jared opens is murderous. “No.”

With a roll of his eyes and a shake of his head, Jensen smiles as he heads for the bathroom. “Don’t even know why I keep your lazy ass around.”

“It’s 'cause I give awesome head!” Jared shouts back, sleepy voice cracking, thick and slurred, as the bathroom door closes between them.

After Jensen’s shower, Jared is still in bed. He’s apparently decided that modesty isn’t the look for him, so he’s sprawling naked, hands tucked behind his head so that the muscles in his arms and thighs bulge in a way that makes Jensen consider calling in sick to work.

“Ya know how sometimes you laugh really hard? Like so hard your stomach and your chest hurt? Tears are streamin’ down your face and your throat squeezes up until no sound comes out? Sometimes you snot all over?”

Jared lifts his head to gauge Jensen’s look of disbelief before he flops his head against the pillow and repositions his arms. Jensen is more than a little sure that Jared is flexing on purpose now. Obviously Jared is talking – he’s awake, for one thing; Jensen can see his mouth moving, for another. The problem is that, while he’s all naked and spread out like this, Jensen has a hard time processing words, be they his own or Jared's.

Undeterred by, or possibly just accustomed to, Jensen’s reaction, Jared blinks toward the ceiling and says, “It’s the same way when you cry really hard. You ever noticed that? Our bodies react the same way to being extremely happy as they do to being extremely sad.”

Pulling himself up without so much as a grunt - damn youngsters, Jensen’s morning aches and pains complain – Jared rests one arm against his upturned knee and gives Jensen a sly grin. “Brilliant design or ridiculous oversight?” He slides off the end of the bed and pats Jensen’s towel-covered ass on his way to the bathroom. “That’s your deep thought. Consider it while you’re making me pancakes.”

The door closes again before Jensen can even wrap his head around the fact that naked Jared is no longer lounging on the crisp, white sheets.

He doesn’t have time to make pancakes for either of them, but Jensen is at the stove flipping them anyway when Jared comes down the stairs a half hour later. He hasn’t bothered to dress in anything more than a soft pair of black boxer briefs, the cut of his hips on perfect display.

“Aw, look atcha,” Jared teases, reaching around Jensen to grab a coffee cup out of the cabinet. He presses a quick kiss to the bend of Jensen's neck with a loud smack. “You're like the wife I never wanted.”

“I will throw this pancake at your head,” Jensen threatens, but he can't really keep his smile at bay. “You better fucking love these. I'm gonna be so late now,” he says as he slides the heaping plate onto the island in front of Jared.

Jared is perched on a bar stool, arms folded against the counter, bottle of syrup resting in the cradle of them. “You didn't have to,” he says sincerely, his eyes tracking Jensen's movement as Jensen leans forward to rest his elbows against the counter. “I was just kiddin' anyway.”

“I know,” is Jensen's response and though he doesn't say more, the look they share speaks volumes.

Jensen is the first to break the silence, pushing off of the island with a thump of his hand against the granite. “Alright, I gotta shag ass,” he announces.

The grin Jared shoots his way is the cheesiest thing Jensen has ever seen. “You can shag my ass any time, baby.” He gives an exaggerated wink as he pops the lid on the syrup bottle and chuckles like a kid who just told his first dirty joke. Nevermind that he tells the same damn joke, or that Jensen sets it up the same damn way, every morning.

“Your teeth are gonna rot outta your head someday,” Jensen predicts as Jared trails a crisscrossing pattern of syrup over the top of his pancakes.

“Good thing I know a hot dentist then, huh?” Jared winks again, lifting his index and middle fingers to his mouth to lick at the sticky syrup that has dribbled between them.

The heat beginning to pool in his belly must be evident on his face because Jared's grin only doubles as he sucks the tips of his fingers between his lips.

“Stop it,” Jensen warns. “I have a patient first thing this morning. I cannot be late because you are too damn hot for your own good.”

Dimples deepening, Jared releases his fingers with a pop and wipes his hand on his leg. “Alright, fine. Go be a responsible bread winner and I'll stay here and do what young, sexy trophy boyfriends do.” He waves his hand in a vague gesture before reaching for his fork. “That is to say I'll eat my pancakes, go to class, and then spend some of your hard-earned cash.”

Jensen's friends like to joke that he's getting his mid-life crisis out of the way early, as though the four years separating he and Jared constitutes some May/December romance or something. It's true that Jensen, at thirty-two, is well-established in his dental career and Jared, at twenty-eight, seems to be turning into a career college student, but Jensen is hardly a sugar daddy.

“I'll see you around seven,” Jensen promises, taking a couple of steps forward as Jared rises from the stool.

“I'm grillin' veggies for dinner, so you'll have to bring meat home if you want it,” Jared says, laughing again when Jensen raises his eyebrows suggestively. “Oh, and I'm the immature one in this relationship.”

Jensen just grabs Jared's belt loops and pulls him in for a quick kiss that doesn't end quickly. The sticky sweetness of syrup and pancakes is better than Jensen anticipated, especially when Jared licks into his mouth with a hushed whimper. Sometimes it catches him off-guard just how happy he is with this life of his.

When he hears Jared's fork drop to the counter, Jensen considers it an alarm of sorts and pulls himself away from the kiss. “I'm leaving now,” he announces, stepping back while Jared lowers himself to his bar stool digs into his breakfast again.

“Deep thoughts, Jensen. Think deep thoughts! I'm serious this time!” Jared shouts until Jensen slams the front door behind him.

Yesterday's deep thought involved peanut butter and crackers. The day before that, it was some existential bull shit about souls and life after death. Jensen would mock him for it, but discussing Jared's random musings has become one of his favorite things in the world. Sometimes they laugh until they're both gasping for air. Sometimes they shout and argue their own sides of stupid issues – seriously, what grown adult gets into an all-out fight over the greatest animal cartoon character of all time? - until the debate devolves into elementary school name calling.

He's just settling behind the wheel in the driveway when his phone rings against his hip. “Hey, Danni, what's up?” he asks his office manager, skipping the pleasantries.

“Your nine o'clock just canceled. Thought you might like to know that you're free until two now.”

“Thanks,” Jensen says, jumping out of the car without over-thinking it. There's plenty of paperwork he could do in the office, but his brain automatically supplies that image of Jared sucking syrup from his fingers and he just can't be bothered to care about patient charts.

“What'd you forget?” Jared asks over his shoulder, dropping his half-washed dish into the sink when Jensen steps up behind him and runs his fingers over the cut of Jared's hips. “Well, hello there, doctor,” he teases, twisting until he's facing Jensen. He slides his hands into Jensen's suit jacket and runs his fingers down Jensen's sides.

“Time's your first class?” Jensen asks, leaning in to nip playfully at Jared's collar bone.

Groaning, Jared bites on his lower lip and pulls away from Jensen's mouth. “Starts at ten. I gotta go in, like, a half hour.”

Jensen just drops his head back and sighs heavily. “Of course you do.”

“C'mon, ya big baby,” Jared says, as though dealing with Jensen is such a hardship. “I'll let you watch me get dressed.”

It's not exactly what Jensen was hoping for when he came back into the house, but it's not exactly a bad deal, either.

Date: 2011-04-03 02:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] batman-mcghee.livejournal.com
first of all, how is it that you knew i was just searching for dentist!j2 fics? seriously, it's creepy. and awesome. and really pretty hot that you wrote this. i'm gonna pretend you wrote it just for me.

also, this is made of WIN!!! yesh. i heart you. i could see this turning into a verse. just sayin'.

Date: 2011-04-03 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
I'm inside your mind. Be afraid!!!

I really thought about holding onto it and expanding the story, because I do think that there is more of a story to tell, but I'm not exactly doing a great job of writing long fic lately. We'll have to see if there's anymore stories to be told later!

I'm really glad you liked the story!

Date: 2011-04-03 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
A+ YOU. (I don't know what that means, but I <3 your face!)

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Date: 2011-04-03 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dr-ducktator.livejournal.com
This is excellent! Oh, how I wish Jared didn't have class at 10. :)

Date: 2011-04-03 02:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Well, he doesn't have a ten o'clock every day. :D

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Date: 2011-04-03 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enablelove.livejournal.com
I'm only hoping my dentist on Monday is even HALF as hot.

I love domestic fics like this <3

Date: 2011-04-03 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Oh, I'm crossing my fingers for you! My dentist is a more-than-middle-aged man who's son I graduated from high school with, so this is a pure work of fiction for me. ;)

And I'm right there with ya on the domestic fic. It's my favorite - well, next to pining, UST-riddled non-AU.

Date: 2011-04-03 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lesson-in-love.livejournal.com
Rae, why are you just not writing me J2 schmoop ALL THE TIME? ♥

Domesticity is my thing right now, and these boys are spot on!

Date: 2011-04-03 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
I DON'T EVEN KNOW! I told myself that I needed to grow and whatnot, but that's nowhere near as fun as schmoop. ♥

Date: 2011-04-03 03:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jesseofthenorth.livejournal.com
For some reason Jared the perpetual student cracks me up.
Thanks for the domestic schmoop 'twas lovely :)

Date: 2011-04-03 07:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
I'm so glad you liked it! I'm such a domestic fic fan ... I can't deny it anymore!

Date: 2011-04-03 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] equally-dour.livejournal.com
Eeee, that was really sweet!

Date: 2011-04-03 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
:D Thank you!

Date: 2011-04-03 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] getupandgo-25.livejournal.com
I want pancakes now and its all your fault lol!

Date: 2011-04-03 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Chocolate Chip and peanut butter are my favorite, so you should totally eat one of those for me. :D

Date: 2011-04-03 04:38 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] billysgirl5.livejournal.com
I certainly don't blame Jensen for getting distracted with Jared looking like that every morning. Who wouldn't?!

I have a dentist appointment Thursday afternoon, and I know my dentist isn't a quarter as hot as Jensen. Can I trade them out?

PS - I won't lie...I stared at your icon for about 2 minutes before reading the fic :)
Edited Date: 2011-04-03 04:39 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-04-03 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Right? I'd be distracted, too! (And I <3 that icon SFM!)

Date: 2011-04-03 06:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildrosesings.livejournal.com
Dude, if I had Jared sprawled out like that on my bed, or eating pancakes in black boxers at my table?

...yyyeeeaaahhh, I'd be really late to work, too!

Awesome little domestic fic and great banter! Thank you!

Date: 2011-04-03 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Thank YOU! I'm glad you liked it and I totally agree. Who could focus on getting to work on time?

Date: 2011-04-03 07:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kubis.livejournal.com
The domesticity and banter and hotness - awesome! :D It looks like there could be more in this story (for example with the sugar daddy/career college student bit?), so I'm hoping you'll come back to it. Good luck with your writing! I'm having troubles to get some stories written as well. :/

Date: 2011-04-03 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
There could be more - someday when I'm not so blocked, I might just write it. :D

I don't know what it is with the writer's block lately, but it seems like several people are really having a problem with it. Hopefully it'll get better for all of us!

Date: 2011-04-03 09:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] comet91.livejournal.com
Mmmmm...i want pancakes now lol

Great story, sweet and hot <3

Date: 2011-04-03 08:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
:D I'm a firm believer that breakfast can be eaten at any time of the day.

I'm really glad you liked the story!

Date: 2011-04-03 12:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] callistosh65.livejournal.com
Oh this is gorgeous! Just the right mix of hot, sultry and domestic. Lovely easy rhythm and pace to this.

Date: 2011-04-03 08:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Thank you! I like the rhythm of it, too, so I'm glad it worked for you.

Date: 2011-04-03 01:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wendy.livejournal.com
Jared IS too damn hot for his own good!

I love the sweetness of their comfort level and all the sexy teasing and Jensen making pancakes and Jared flexing in bed and...ALL OF IT.

Date: 2011-04-03 08:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Jared IS too damn hot for his own good! Right? RAWR.

AND YOU HAVE A PANCAKES ICON! (Why am I not surprised?)

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Date: 2011-04-03 01:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mizface.livejournal.com

This was such a lovely treat, as sweet and fluffy and warm as pancakes.


Date: 2011-04-03 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Hee. Thank you! I didn't want pancakes when I wrote the fic, but I could totally eat them now. (I should re-think adding food to a story next time.)

Date: 2011-04-03 02:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nightporters.livejournal.com
I'm sure Jensen could persuade him to be a little late for class.

Date: 2011-04-03 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
He just might. ;) Something tells me he's not going to be able to watch the show without getting Jared a little distracted.

Date: 2011-04-03 03:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imaginethehappy.livejournal.com
The imagery is just...
And you've got some spot on snark and fluff and lurve and warmth and ::zips lips:: *ahem*

::scampers off::

Date: 2011-04-03 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Is there anything better than snark and fluff? I think not!

Date: 2011-04-03 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blondie-lottie.livejournal.com
This was just awesome. Perfect imagery and, as always, deliciously sweet with a hint of something a little more.

Date: 2011-04-03 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Thank you! Deliciously sweet is a GREAT compliment!!

Date: 2011-04-03 05:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ladyelektra.livejournal.com
Mmm, you write awesome morning schmoop.

Date: 2011-04-03 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Aw, thanks! It's my favorite thing to write - and I'm so not a morning person, so I don't even know what that's about - so I'm really glad you like it!!

Date: 2011-04-03 10:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kskitten.livejournal.com
I like your muse when she produces something so light and airy and pleasant and fun like this little gem!

Date: 2011-04-04 12:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Thanks! I like her, too.

Date: 2011-04-03 11:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] millipi.livejournal.com
I love it.

It was sooo ___________( can't think of the right word but it was sweet) It brought a smile to my face.

wow a dentist Jensen. Please write more?


Date: 2011-04-04 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
:D I have been thinking about writing more. I'm glad this one made you smile!

Date: 2011-04-06 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jodean80.livejournal.com
I loved them all domestic :)
And watching Jared dress - way better then not watching him , so win for Jensen

Date: 2011-04-11 01:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
:) I like your optimism and you're right. There are worse things than watching Jared get dressed. :D

Date: 2011-04-11 06:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morgentau.livejournal.com
What a wonderful feel-good story! :-) *sighs*

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Date: 2011-04-11 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loveinprogress.livejournal.com
This.. was.. AWESOME!!!

Date: 2011-04-12 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Haha, thanks!

Date: 2011-04-12 04:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katiebugs18.livejournal.com
I know you wrote this a while ago but clearly I was saving it for when I really needed it. And boy did I need to smile this morning so thanks for that. SO CUTE!!! :)

Date: 2011-04-12 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raeschae.livejournal.com
Aw, I'm glad it was useful when you needed it, bb. :D


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