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14 January 2010 @ 09:50 pm
fic: we have a code green [reinventing love] (j2, pg-13)  
Title: we have a code green
Author: _mournthewicked
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 2,000 (I seriously can't write drabbles.)
Disclaimer: Look up fiction in the dictionary. You won’t find a picture of this story, but the definition of the word ‘fiction’, which this is.
Summary: Jensen gets a cold and everyone immediately flees, including Jared. At first.

Notes: This is a timestamp in the reinventing love 'verse and takes place just after the end of magnets. It was written for kingsblkdragon, who made a very generous donation for this "drabble" in the lightning round over at help_haiti. Her prompt was "Jensen with a cold". Bidding is still open for longfic from me here.



Jared opens his eyes and blinks against the bright morning light. He isn’t sure what woke him up but whatever it was, it can fuck off and die. He’s comfortable.

Except that Jensen is uncomfortably hot all pressed up against him. Not hot hot, but temperature hot. And that’s when Jared hears it.

Jensen lets out a low, stuffy-nosed groan.

Jared flings himself off of the air mattress, hastily pulls on a pair of boxers and a wifebeater, and grabs his phone before fleeing. He’s on the other side of their closed door before Jensen can even wake up. Jared runs his fingers through his hair and lets out a sigh. Shit.

Jensen doesn’t get sick very often. He has the immune system of a fucking superhero, but when he does get sick? Oh man. It’s awful.

It’s just – he’s such a bitch about it.

“Jared.” He looks up to see Misha walking down the hall with a McDonald’s bag in his hand. “This ain’t casual Sunday. Put on some fuckin’ pants.”

“Getting a little Mickey D’s for your lover?” Jared asks with a smirk. “You’re so cock-whipped.”

“I’ve got an idea,” Misha replies. “Suck my dick.”

“You wish.” Misha rolls his eyes and opens the door to James’s room. Jared slips in with him and Misha looks honestly surprised to see him inside the room when the door closes. “Yeah, that’s right. Like a ninja.”

“Aw honey,” James says as he turns his head to look at them. “You brought me a half naked freshman. How sweet.”

“You have to let me hide out in here,” Jared says frantically. Misha raises an eyebrow as he extracts a McGriddle from the McDonald’s bag and hands it to James. He flops down on the sofa and pulls on his Snuggie before digging into the bag. “Jensen is sick. I don’t do sick Jensen.”

“You mean there’s actually a circumstance under which you won’t do Jensen?” Misha asks. Jared rolls his eyes and plops down on the other side of James. He reaches into the bag and pulls out a hash brown.

“Hold the fuck up, Sweaty Spice,” James says as he snatches it back. “I don’t share fried potatoes.”

“Anyway,” Jared replies. “You don’t know what it’s like, alright? When Jensen gets sick you run and hide. You run and you hide.”

“You’re such a supportive little prick,” Misha tells him. Jared glares at him and then taps his index finger to his lips.

“I should call his mom.”

--

Jared, I am not driving an hour out to the school to take care of Jensen just because he has the sniffles.

Jared beats the phone against his forehead a few times. He’s hiding in the lounge in his boxers and wifebeater because James and Misha couldn’t not fuck for five minutes. Fucking rabbits.

Okay fine. It’s not like he can really talk. But whatever. They totally don’t understand his plight.

“But Mom – “

But nothing. I don’t know if you were aware, but the two of you are grown. You think I’m gonna come take care of him when you guys are married?”

“Hey, I haven’t proposed yet,” Jared replies. He looks up to see Jessica walking by with a laundry basket. She has one eyebrow raised and Jared glances down at his state of undress. Awkward. It’s really fucking hard to avoid someone when they live across the hall. Jared just clears his throat and takes one giant step to the side so he’s hidden by the soda machine. “So he’s still your responsibility.”

No way, Jared. He became your responsibility when you started fucking him.”

“Donna, oh my god!”

I took care of him when he had a cold for eighteen years. I can’t do it anymore. I’m tired, Jared.”

“But Mom!”

He likes 7-Up, not ginger ale. And Ritz crackers, not Saltines. And god help you if you get the green Nyquil and not the red. God help you. Good luck.

And with that, she hangs up.

Jared lets out a whimper and then takes a deep breath, peeking around the corner to make sure Jessica is gone before slowly trudging back to their room. He opens the door slowly, hissing when the hinges creak, and slips inside.

Jensen is passed out on his back and Jared fidgets.

So here’s the thing. Jared has never actually dealt with Jensen when he’s sick. He’s heard the horror stories ever since he was little, so at the first sign of the sniffles he always tucked tail and ran – left the dirty work for someone else. But now there’s no one else here.

Jared creeps over to the dresser to try and silently get dressed. He’ll go get Jensen all the supplies he’ll need because he’s a good boyfriend like that, but then he’s running away.

His wallet is on the floor over by the air mattress and he has to shuffle forward to get it. He looks down and sees Jensen’s face. He looks miserable, even in sleep. His skin looks pale and clammy and his brow is furrowed. His nose is bright red and his lips are chapped. Jared slumps and then carefully sits on the edge of the bed. He touches his hand to Jensen’s burning forehead and hisses slightly at the temperature. He pushes his hair back and Jensen’s feverish, watery eyes blink open.

Jared freezes and prepares himself for an attack.

“Mm, hey,” is all Jensen says, and then groans slightly as he reaches up to touch Jared’s arm. Jared’s face twists in confusion and he continues to gently stroke Jensen’s cheek. Jensen’s eyes slip shut and he swallows audibly. Judging by the look on Jensen’s face, it didn’t feel too good. “I feel like shit.”

“You sound like shit,” Jared replies, automatic banter, and his fingers skitter through Jensen’s hair. Jensen just lays there and smacks his lips together a few times. “Hey, um. I’m gonna go get you some stuff. Just go back to sleep.”

Jensen nods and squeezes Jared’s arm once before sighing and turning his head into the pillow. Jared blinks a few times and makes sure Jensen is fast asleep before quietly leaving the room.

Okay, well. That was weird.

--

Jared uses Jensen’s car to go to the store because his truck is low on gas and well, it sucks. He has his own key to the Saturn so it’s not like he really needs to ask, right?

He has a bag in one hand full of anything a person with a cold could ever need – Nyquil (red, not green), 7-Up, crackers, lip balm, cough drops, tissues, orange juice – the list goes on. Jensen is so going halfsies on this shit when he’s fully lucid.

He already took a shot of Airborne to protect him from the germs, and he’s balancing two cold-buster smoothes from Jamba Juice in his other hand.

If there were ever an award for the world’s greatest boyfriend, Jared would hands down kick everyone else’s ass. He fucking rocks.

He’s trying to open the door to the dorm without dropping anything when Josh and Jeff wander up behind him. Jeff opens the door and they all push into the lobby.

“What’s up?” Jared asks. He’s sort of impatient to get back up to Jensen to see if he’s okay.

“We just wanted to see if any of you guys wanted to get lunch,” Josh replies. “What’s all that shit?”

“Jensen has a cold,” Jared answers casually.

“… Code green?” Josh’s eyes widen and he spins on his heels to make a break for the door. Jeff grabs him by the back of the shirt and keeps him from fleeing, but even he looks a little scared. “No, I won’t go up there!” Josh cries as his feet slip against the tile. “Don’t make me!”

“I don’t know what you guys are always freaking out about,” Jared tells them. Josh finally lets out a whimper and slumps against Jeff’s side. “He’s not acting bitchy at all.”

“… What?” Jeff asks, sounding baffled. “Then he’s obviously not sick.”

“Oh, he’s sick,” Jared replies. “That snot don’t lie.”

“Then what the fuck?” Josh asks. Jared shrugs and readjusts the bag. All of this stuff is starting to get a little heavy. “It’s just another stupid sign of your epic gay love. Ugh, whatever. Come on, Jeff. Let’s go get some brunch.”

“You guys are gonna go get Sunday brunch?” Jared asks as he heads for the stairs. “What’s for dessert, each other’s cocks?”

Josh and Jeff each throw up their middle finger on their way out of the door. Jared cackles and climbs the stairs. When he steps onto his floor, he hears yelling.

“Jesus!” Jared hangs his head for a moment and then walks quickly down the hallway towards their room. James is coming out of it and he slams the door hard enough to make it rattle on its hinges. He glares at Jared when he walks up. “Fuck that. The little asshole is all yours.”

“What’d you do?” Jared asks. James shakes his head and walks over to his own door.

“I offered to go get him some chicken soup,” James replies scathingly. “And now I’m going to go shoot myself in the fucking face because I’m a horrible person.”

He storms into his room and Jared sighs before going into their room. Jensen is sitting up on the air mattress and he looks pissed off and barely lucid at the same time.

“Why?” Jared asks as he sets everything down onto the floor. Jensen blinks owlishly.

“He woke me up,” Jensen replies petulantly. “I don’t feel good.”

“Text him and apologize or you can’t have any medicine,” Jared tells him sternly. Jensen’s mouth falls open and they stare at each other until Jared raises an eyebrow.

“I don’t feel good,” Jensen repeats. Jared shrugs.

“You’ll feel a lot worse when I roll out of here with your red Nyquil,” Jared warns him.

“Red Nyquil? The nighttime sniffling, sneezing, stuffy head, fever, fuck off so I can get some fucking sleep medicine?” Jensen enquires. Jared nods serenely.

Jensen huffs and sniffles before flopping back onto the bed and grabbing his phone. He squints blearily at the dislay as he starts to type. Jared unloads the bag, puts the drinks in their mini-fridge, and then pours out one hefty dose of red Nyquil. He brings that and the smoothie over to the edge of the bed and holds them out to Jensen with a tilted brow. Jensen sighs and holds out the phone. sry i was a bitch. don’t feel good. still love u.

“Wow, you must really feel bad to be using improper grammar in a text. Here.” He takes the phone from Jensen and hits send as Jensen pulls himself into a sitting position. Jared hands over the Nyquil and Jensen knocks it back with a wince before taking the smoothie from Jared to wash it down. That seems to take all of his energy and he flops back onto the mattress. Jensen’s phone buzzes and Jared looks at the display.

“I noticed. We’re cool, asshole. Talk to me after you’ve slept it off,” Jared reads with a smirk. Jensen groans and rolls so he can press his lava-hot face against Jared’s hip. He puts his hand on the back of Jensen’s head and runs his nails soothingly across his scalp. “So how come you’re not a bitch to me when you’re sick?”

Jensen lets out a lot of garbled noises and then coughs from deep in his chest. Jared wrinkles his nose and hands over a tissue. Jensen takes it and blows his nose.

“I love you,” Jensen says casually. Jared smiles because ‘love’ comes out sounding like ‘lub’. “You make me feel better.”

Jared grins widely as Jensen slurps noisily at his smoothie. They sit in silence for awhile. Or well, Jared is silent and Jensen makes a lot of mucus-related noises, but yeah. Finally Jensen slumps over and lands with his head in Jared’s lap.

Jared smiles fondly as he slides into bed and curls around Jensen.

He doesn’t even care if he gets sick too.

[end.]

 
 
 
you only live forever in the lights you make: j2 - heart (black)alasse on January 15th, 2010 06:07 am (UTC)
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. This was goooorgeous, sweetie! I love that Jensen was only nice to Jared :D
b r i t t a n y: [J²] tell them we’re like magnetsbrittwinchester on January 15th, 2010 06:13 am (UTC)
AWWWWW *dorky smile* I love these love verse boys so much!

ngl I am just like Jensen when I'm sick xD
Jules Mystjmystic on January 15th, 2010 06:15 am (UTC)
awww... that was sooo sweet. Loved it!
just dance: in love with my best friendkarabou on January 15th, 2010 06:17 am (UTC)
omg I love SO MUCH about this! It was so funny and sweet, I loved the whole scene with Jared and James and Misha, and then Jared and his brother and Josh. AND THE PHONE CALL. LOL.

I love how even in sickness Jensen's still sweet to him. N'aw. <3
It's code for nerd disguised as a geek: [cw] j2 my signature on your heartmatalinolukaret on January 15th, 2010 06:17 am (UTC)
Awwwwww, YES. ♥

I wish I had a boyfriend who would do all that for me. Lucky Jensen, hahaha. And of course Jensen's mean to everyone except Jared when he's sick. :D
... and then the cage comes down: KKBB: Perry and Harry are in lovemy_fool_took on January 15th, 2010 06:18 am (UTC)
Awwww, my gosh, this is just so sweet. *melts* I need a Jared in my life, seriously.
Queen of the Funderworldduohatesrelena on January 15th, 2010 06:25 am (UTC)
I <3 this 'verse so much.
a confederacy of idiotsabrokencompass on January 15th, 2010 06:28 am (UTC)
As much as I love this little snippit and how only Jared can get Jensen to not be a little whiny bitch, I have to admit I think my favorite part was Jensen and James texting each other. Lame, no? haha

I really liked this.
dreythdreyth on January 15th, 2010 06:29 am (UTC)
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! That is just SO cute! Code Green *smirks*, that's what my family used to call it when I got sick.

When I have a cold, I am seriously, the meanest person you will ever come across. Also, like Jensen, I supposedly have the immunity of God. Maybe that's why we're so mean when we get sick? Because we rarely do, so we aren't used to it?

I dunno. Great job, bb!
beef_wonder3: J2beef_wonder3 on January 15th, 2010 06:36 am (UTC)
Aww, that was so sweet.
Poor sick!Jensen, terrifying the world. At least he has Jared.
woman_of_: Jared and Jensenwoman_of_ on January 15th, 2010 06:41 am (UTC)
Oh at least Jared now knows how to take care of him, via Mom Ackles. Great that he can make Jensen feel better just by being there.
changethemusic: jp // peek.changethemusic on January 15th, 2010 06:41 am (UTC)
AW! I loved this! Amazing job as usual. :)

♥♥♥
z3s_keep_going: spn :: dean pinkz3s_keep_going on January 15th, 2010 07:20 am (UTC)
AWWWWWWWWWW just what i needd to make my day better ;D
ymmy12ymmy12 on January 15th, 2010 07:41 am (UTC)
oh poor jensen with the horrible reputation
the brothers are always too funny
There's a Wocket in my Pocket!: J2 Kissbonniebb on January 15th, 2010 07:46 am (UTC)
I love how so much goodness from the love 'verse is packed into this one small fic! James and Misha being awesome and horny, awkward moment with Jessica, hetero life partners Josh and Jeff...but my favorite of all isn't even the Jared and Jensen love (which was so awwww inducing) but it was Jared on the phone with Donna! I loved that conversation.