J2 Fanfic
"Finally done with your scene, huh?" Jared asks in a voice that conveys friendliness about as well as a snake spitting venom through a tank glass.

Jensen nods awkwardly, and his swallow gets stuck on the way down his throat. He doesn't know what to say, so he doesn't do or say anything at all, just stands there like an idiot, his phone still out but the screen's gone dark, with rain trickling down his chest and the thighs of his jeans. Instinctively, he matches up Jared with his eyes; taller, thicker, stronger. There's nothing he can say or do to tell him to go away.

"I was thinking," the man speaks with a smile on his face, a smile that Jensen wishes the pale lighting cast from the studio building would at least try to shroud, but he can't get away from it, "why haven't we ever tried to bond? So - why not come over tonight and start?"
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