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Snack Therapy
Rating: PG-13
Description: Non-AU (but can be read either as just J2 or with the assumption that their families are 'off-screen').
After bowing out of Jibcon'15, Jared waited for Jensen to get home from AHBL. Cake is therapy- right?

Loosely follows Midnight Snacks and Forbidden Snack. *Shakes head* I may have inadvertantly created a crack drabble 'verse based on food.
Length: Drabble (100 words)
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] fufaraw for quickly checking my Americanization.
Disclaimer: This is all fiction folks, the boys don't belong to me and they aren't getting in my van for candy any time soon.
Home, and Texas air. It was therapeutic, but Jared needed something… someone more.

Vanilla aroma drifted in the air. Jared followed the twitch of his nose.

He spotted a glass of wine, “Drink Me!” a post-it urged. He sipped it on the way to the kitchen.

A frosted cupcake stood alone. “Eat Me!” it tempted.

It was delicious. Maybe there were more?

Jared startled as he sneaked into the pantry. “Kiss Me!” the post-it on Jensen enticed him.

Jared obeyed. He sighed happily with the slide of their lips, and slyly repurposed a post-it on himself. “Eat me!” it invited.

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Midnight Snacks
Rating: pg-13 (age rating increased for the comments)
Description: Non-AU (except J2 are still living together during filming). Filming season 8 had an odd effect on Jensen, but Jared didn't mind the result.
Warnings: Um, Dangerous cooking practices?
Length: Drabble (100 words)
Disclaimer: This is all fiction folks, the boys don't belong to me and they aren't getting in my van for candy any time soon.
Just a little thing,I wrote while I was waiting for my main [livejournal.com profile] j2_crack muse to come along. Since I have no concentration for editing right now, I thought I'd post a snack while the waiting music plays. It is also my very first attempt at J2 non-au fic. *woot*

Midnight Snacks

Jensen flipped perfectly grilled burgers into buns.

Jared stared at him, working butt -naked and unselfconsciously, in the kitchen, and it was a magnificent sight.  He licked his lips.

Jensen's mouth wrapped around his sandwich. A trickle of grease shone on plump lips.

Jared devoured his burger in silence. It was delicious.

Jensen finished eating, stood, and left, without a word. Jared stayed to clean up.

Next morning, Jensen pushed breakfast away, "Ugh, what is wrong with me?"

Jared chomped on pancakes, and feigned surprise. "Another domestic-Dean dream?"


Jared suppressed a grin. He was so going to hell.
to sequel: Forbidden Snack


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