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deirdre_c for this. A million years ago, when Jesus still let dinosaurs roam the earth, I attempted writing a pundits!J2 fic per her request, and I never finished it, for whatever reason. I remember starting and then scrapping and restarting writing this fic, and I guess I just forgot to finish it.
ANYHOO. I ran into this draft today, and I don't entirely hate it, so I'm posting it (again, per her request. See the pattern here?) . :)
First time Jared meets Jensen, they're doing this horrible fucking show in bumfuck, nowhere for barely enough money to cover the travel expenses. Jared is getting his feet wet onstage, Jensen's already honing a well-oiled show. Not that it matters a lot to an audience of high-drunk students and disgruntled late-nighters at 2AM in some dingy comedy club, but still. Everyone starts like this, de profundis and all. Jared does a short half hour bit and mainly gets some awkward laughs from the students, probably because he has weird hair and he's really stilted for someone as tall as he is. Jensen does an hour, getting the audience warmed up to his act two minutes in. He throws in jokes that are way too smart for this crowd, but they laugh all the same. Jared thinks to himself, this dude is wasted on this job. What would he know, though. He's probably wasted on it too.
An hour and two beer pitchers later, Jared also discovers that Jensen's way too talented in other areas as well.
---
They don't make a big deal out of it. Why should they? It's just a fling-type thing, hot sex and all. They still hang out afterwards, running into each other in comedy nights, joint friends' gigs, that kind of a thing. Jared chalks it up to some pent-up stress getting released in interesting ways, ignores how sometimes he imagines the way Jensen was sucking at his neck, slow and perfect, when he jerks off.
--
Somehow, they both end up in New York. It's sort of weird, because before, both of them were also actually in LA at the same time, just doing different things. But then Jensen gets a late night in NY after busting his ass, and Jared gets hired to write horrible fucking jokes for another one and it's like high school, only with comedians. Jensen's the cool drama kid that everyone likes, Jared's the weird A/V nerd that no one quite understands how he managed to get into the cheerleading squad. He's still too tall and stilted. His hair is still weird. He's still awkward.
Jensen still comes to him.
Sometimes it's just for a talk. They light up some pot and talk about the weirdness of Burbank and the complete randomness of the celebrity phenomenon. Sometimes Jensen comes in, slaps a bottle of vodka on the counter of Jared's shitty Chelsea kitchen apartment with a grim look and they both proceed to drink themselves senseless. Sometimes they've only had a drink or too and they talk for hours on end, bullshitting each other with delight. Sometimes they have those drinks and they end up in bed, fucking a marathon of two guys in their late 20s who have the whole weekend to waste before they get holed up in a studio.
--
Jared has a girlfriend. Then he has a boyfriend. Then he gets back with an ex and still fucks more on the side. Jensen fucks his way through a whirlwind of people, one more attractive than the other, just because he's smart, he's funny, he's hot and he can. He doesn't stop, doesn't settle, doesn't want to. His committed relationship is to work, he tells Jared one night. Who has the energy for anything more in Manhattan, really? City's exhausting enough just to wake up in. Jared hums in agreement and kisses him some more, thinks about Monday morning and all the crappy coffee he'll have to ingest.
--
Jared gets offered to do his own show. Everyone's sort of surprised about it, since Jared's not nearly the first person on the unwritten list of "funny people who should get their own thing on TV". Some people grouch it's only because of his good looks. Dashing, Jared's ass. He's a good writer. He's charismatic. Those studio execs will see they've done the right choice.
Jensen sticks to his side the whole time. He bitches other people who bad-mouth Jared, invites him to his show to promote. They hit up a storm in the interview, and later it becomes viral on youtube. It's a decent start.
At the night of Jared's first show, Jensen arrives at his apartment at 3AM, after everyone's gone back to their own homes, cracks open an expensive champagne and pulls Jared down for a kiss. They end up ruining Jared's couch.
deirdre_c for this. A million years ago, when Jesus still let dinosaurs roam the earth, I attempted writing a pundits!J2 fic per her request, and I never finished it, for whatever reason. I remember starting and then scrapping and restarting writing this fic, and I guess I just forgot to finish it.ANYHOO. I ran into this draft today, and I don't entirely hate it, so I'm posting it (again, per her request. See the pattern here?) . :)
First time Jared meets Jensen, they're doing this horrible fucking show in bumfuck, nowhere for barely enough money to cover the travel expenses. Jared is getting his feet wet onstage, Jensen's already honing a well-oiled show. Not that it matters a lot to an audience of high-drunk students and disgruntled late-nighters at 2AM in some dingy comedy club, but still. Everyone starts like this, de profundis and all. Jared does a short half hour bit and mainly gets some awkward laughs from the students, probably because he has weird hair and he's really stilted for someone as tall as he is. Jensen does an hour, getting the audience warmed up to his act two minutes in. He throws in jokes that are way too smart for this crowd, but they laugh all the same. Jared thinks to himself, this dude is wasted on this job. What would he know, though. He's probably wasted on it too.
An hour and two beer pitchers later, Jared also discovers that Jensen's way too talented in other areas as well.
---
They don't make a big deal out of it. Why should they? It's just a fling-type thing, hot sex and all. They still hang out afterwards, running into each other in comedy nights, joint friends' gigs, that kind of a thing. Jared chalks it up to some pent-up stress getting released in interesting ways, ignores how sometimes he imagines the way Jensen was sucking at his neck, slow and perfect, when he jerks off.
--
Somehow, they both end up in New York. It's sort of weird, because before, both of them were also actually in LA at the same time, just doing different things. But then Jensen gets a late night in NY after busting his ass, and Jared gets hired to write horrible fucking jokes for another one and it's like high school, only with comedians. Jensen's the cool drama kid that everyone likes, Jared's the weird A/V nerd that no one quite understands how he managed to get into the cheerleading squad. He's still too tall and stilted. His hair is still weird. He's still awkward.
Jensen still comes to him.
Sometimes it's just for a talk. They light up some pot and talk about the weirdness of Burbank and the complete randomness of the celebrity phenomenon. Sometimes Jensen comes in, slaps a bottle of vodka on the counter of Jared's shitty Chelsea kitchen apartment with a grim look and they both proceed to drink themselves senseless. Sometimes they've only had a drink or too and they talk for hours on end, bullshitting each other with delight. Sometimes they have those drinks and they end up in bed, fucking a marathon of two guys in their late 20s who have the whole weekend to waste before they get holed up in a studio.
--
Jared has a girlfriend. Then he has a boyfriend. Then he gets back with an ex and still fucks more on the side. Jensen fucks his way through a whirlwind of people, one more attractive than the other, just because he's smart, he's funny, he's hot and he can. He doesn't stop, doesn't settle, doesn't want to. His committed relationship is to work, he tells Jared one night. Who has the energy for anything more in Manhattan, really? City's exhausting enough just to wake up in. Jared hums in agreement and kisses him some more, thinks about Monday morning and all the crappy coffee he'll have to ingest.
--
Jared gets offered to do his own show. Everyone's sort of surprised about it, since Jared's not nearly the first person on the unwritten list of "funny people who should get their own thing on TV". Some people grouch it's only because of his good looks. Dashing, Jared's ass. He's a good writer. He's charismatic. Those studio execs will see they've done the right choice.
Jensen sticks to his side the whole time. He bitches other people who bad-mouth Jared, invites him to his show to promote. They hit up a storm in the interview, and later it becomes viral on youtube. It's a decent start.
At the night of Jared's first show, Jensen arrives at his apartment at 3AM, after everyone's gone back to their own homes, cracks open an expensive champagne and pulls Jared down for a kiss. They end up ruining Jared's couch.
