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Title:
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.
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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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Title:
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?"

“Yeah.”

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

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