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whitereflectionDespite sinus meds, horrible allergy attack kept me up most of the night, since laying down was a bad thing. Still yuck today. More meds and sleep sound dandy.
Got my mininano/wrisomifu out of the way at least. More pointless J2 schmoo. Can't seem to come up with the energy to think of much else lately. Yay, so uncreative. \o/
Goes with:
http://whitereflection.livejournal.com/793895.html#cutid1 &
http://whitereflection.livejournal.com/798268.html#cutid1
Day 24 11/24/10 11:05-11:54
It was approaching the shortest day of the year, but Jensen was pretty sure each day was getting longer. Hours longer. Why the hell had he chosen to work in retail again? Blah blah blah stupid business degree blah...oh wait, no. It was more something like blah blah blah loves inflicting pain and suffering on himself blah. Yes, that was the reason.
It was snowing again, fat, wet flakes, and whenever some coworker or customer said something about, "I guess we'll have a white Christmas for sure!", Jensen sort of wanted to see if he could squeeze their neck hard enough to make the stupid stop coming out. White Christmases were only for kids who didn't have to shovel driveways or deal with sloppily-plowed slushy streets, or the sandy, salty damp crap that spattered up on a person's car and got all over a person's clothes when they accidentally brushed up against said car.
Jensen scowled, settling comfortably into a grumpy mood. He could still feel the damp on his slacks chilling his leg. He briefly pondered banging his head against the steering wheel as the radio station started to play "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer", but decided against it only because the light finally changed to green.
*
When he pulled into the garage, Jensen nearly wept for joy. Home out of the winter crap outside, and two whole days away from the ninth circle of hell that was the retail holiday season.
The only thing he could still wish for, he thought with a sigh as he unlocked the door to the house, was a warm dinner waiting for him. Too bad Jared worked today as well and wasn't even due home yet.
Except for the fact that Jared totally was home.
"Hey, Jen!" Jared called out cheerfully from by the stove. "I'm making cocoa! Like with milk and everything. It'll be ready in a just a minute."
Jensen made an odd sort of startled "Bzuh?" sound, before pulling himself together. "You're home early," he said.
"Yeah. Mitch said I could use some vacation time since I've got to get rid of some use or lose, so I took a half day and got our Christmas shopping done and got started on wrapping things." Jared winced slightly as Jensen pulled off his coat. "Wow, muck on the car got you again?"
"Ugh, yes."
Making a sympathetic face, Jared jerked his head in the direction of the hallway. "I did some laundry, too. Left your sweats and that one hoodie on the bed since I figured you'd have to change out of your work clothes anyway. They should still be warm. Oh, and food should be here soon. I ordered a couple of pizzas, should arrive any time now."
Jensen blinked at Jared, and his boyfriend just smiled beatifically back at him. "Do you spend all day at work thinking up absolutely perfect things you can do for me?"
Jared's smile grew into a delighted--if not just a touch smug--grin. "Yep, pretty much. Oh, wait. One other thing," he said as Jensen started toward the hallway. Wrapping a hand around Jensen's arm, Jared tugged him close, the long strands of his shaggy hair tickling Jensen's face as Jared kissed him. "Welcome home, babe. Love you."
Had Jensen been thinking that today was lasting too long? Hell, he wanted it to last forever, just like this. "Love you," he murmured back, one hand going to the back of Jared's neck to pull him into another kiss. His lips curved against Jared's as he felt himself settle into a peaceful, merry mood. Today was awesome.
(606)
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Got my mininano/wrisomifu out of the way at least. More pointless J2 schmoo. Can't seem to come up with the energy to think of much else lately. Yay, so uncreative. \o/
Goes with:
http://whitereflection.livejournal.com/793895.html#cutid1 &
http://whitereflection.livejournal.com/798268.html#cutid1
Day 24 11/24/10 11:05-11:54
It was approaching the shortest day of the year, but Jensen was pretty sure each day was getting longer. Hours longer. Why the hell had he chosen to work in retail again? Blah blah blah stupid business degree blah...oh wait, no. It was more something like blah blah blah loves inflicting pain and suffering on himself blah. Yes, that was the reason.
It was snowing again, fat, wet flakes, and whenever some coworker or customer said something about, "I guess we'll have a white Christmas for sure!", Jensen sort of wanted to see if he could squeeze their neck hard enough to make the stupid stop coming out. White Christmases were only for kids who didn't have to shovel driveways or deal with sloppily-plowed slushy streets, or the sandy, salty damp crap that spattered up on a person's car and got all over a person's clothes when they accidentally brushed up against said car.
Jensen scowled, settling comfortably into a grumpy mood. He could still feel the damp on his slacks chilling his leg. He briefly pondered banging his head against the steering wheel as the radio station started to play "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer", but decided against it only because the light finally changed to green.
*
When he pulled into the garage, Jensen nearly wept for joy. Home out of the winter crap outside, and two whole days away from the ninth circle of hell that was the retail holiday season.
The only thing he could still wish for, he thought with a sigh as he unlocked the door to the house, was a warm dinner waiting for him. Too bad Jared worked today as well and wasn't even due home yet.
Except for the fact that Jared totally was home.
"Hey, Jen!" Jared called out cheerfully from by the stove. "I'm making cocoa! Like with milk and everything. It'll be ready in a just a minute."
Jensen made an odd sort of startled "Bzuh?" sound, before pulling himself together. "You're home early," he said.
"Yeah. Mitch said I could use some vacation time since I've got to get rid of some use or lose, so I took a half day and got our Christmas shopping done and got started on wrapping things." Jared winced slightly as Jensen pulled off his coat. "Wow, muck on the car got you again?"
"Ugh, yes."
Making a sympathetic face, Jared jerked his head in the direction of the hallway. "I did some laundry, too. Left your sweats and that one hoodie on the bed since I figured you'd have to change out of your work clothes anyway. They should still be warm. Oh, and food should be here soon. I ordered a couple of pizzas, should arrive any time now."
Jensen blinked at Jared, and his boyfriend just smiled beatifically back at him. "Do you spend all day at work thinking up absolutely perfect things you can do for me?"
Jared's smile grew into a delighted--if not just a touch smug--grin. "Yep, pretty much. Oh, wait. One other thing," he said as Jensen started toward the hallway. Wrapping a hand around Jensen's arm, Jared tugged him close, the long strands of his shaggy hair tickling Jensen's face as Jared kissed him. "Welcome home, babe. Love you."
Had Jensen been thinking that today was lasting too long? Hell, he wanted it to last forever, just like this. "Love you," he murmured back, one hand going to the back of Jared's neck to pull him into another kiss. His lips curved against Jared's as he felt himself settle into a peaceful, merry mood. Today was awesome.
(606)
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Date: 2010-11-24 06:38 pm (UTC)That is all.
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Date: 2010-11-24 06:41 pm (UTC)Sorry, you're not feeling well. Hope it changes soon.
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Date: 2010-11-24 09:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-11-24 10:06 pm (UTC)And awww... now I want hot chocolate. :)
They are totally cute.