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Hey, guys!  It's that time of the week for you to let your imaginations go wild with no restraints, other than keeping it legal... and possibly bending a few laws (*winkwink*).  As always, you only need to follow the rules: 

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Date: 2010-06-11 03:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kruemmelmonster.livejournal.com
RPS, Jared/Jensen, Jensen is the new kid in town and Jared is one of those guys your parents have always warned you from

Date: 2010-06-27 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youaredriving.livejournal.com
So it turned more into, Jensen is the new guy in town...but hopefully you like it anyway?

The first time Jensen saw Jared, he didn’t know anything about him except for a few simple facts. He was tall, he had a sleeve of tattoos he wanted to map out up close, and he was the kind of guy him momma always warned him against.

That didn’t stop him from wanting to get to know him, in everyway possible. It made it easier when Jensen got cornered in a dusty alley way and Jared came to his rescue with a baseball bat and a heavy swing.

“They shouldn’t bother you anymore.”

Jensen looked up at the dirt and sweat that dotted the man’s brow and nodded, “Thanks.”

“No problem. Shouldn’t hassle you for who you like and just gave me a reason to take em’ out of my bar for once and all.”

“I’m Jensen.”

“I know,” A wide dimpled grin, Jensen was screwed. “I’m Jared. Want another drink?”

“Yeah, that would be nice.”

Jared leaned down and Jensen grasped that warm hand and everything his momma every warned him about went flying out the window. He was going to get to know this man and he was going to take how ever long it took to do so.

Date: 2010-06-28 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tresa-cho.livejournal.com
Fun! I especially like the mention of the arm sleeve.

Date: 2010-06-28 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youaredriving.livejournal.com
Thanks, I've got a thing for tattoos and it just kinda fit in :)

Date: 2010-06-28 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kruemmelmonster.livejournal.com
yay! i like! very much so! :)))))

Date: 2010-06-28 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youaredriving.livejournal.com
Glad you liked it!

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