always, a j2 fic

three

I was awoken by a loud banging noise. I opened my eyes and got a face full of Jared. I was passed out on the bed practically clinging to him and his arm was draped over top of me. Quickly, I sat up. Jared grabbed at me but I swatted his needy hands away. The clock read 9:48.

"Shiiiiiit...Jared get up." I slapped at his pretty face lightly. The banging continued and the trailer lightly shook.

"Jared!! Haven't seen Jensen. Have you seen the time? Wakey wakey doll face time is money!" It was Alf. Jared's assistant. Nice guy. Kind of a dick, resentful towards me.

"I'm up...just give me a minute..." Jared grumbled turning on his side next to me.

Well no one important is looking for me. I toppled over on to Jared who pulled his arm out from under me and laid it on top of me. As long as Kripke doesn't come to the door well be good. Alf banged on the trailer side again and this time I groaned.

"C'mon Jare tell your pet to stop." I said burying my face in Jared's side. I knew he was loving this, he actually is a decent guy to sleep next to, or on.

Alf hit the trailer again and I threw a pillow at the window. Jared laughed and I frowned, turning my head the other way.

I'm so very hungover and I only remember having five drinks last night. And now here I am burning daylight half asleep on top of Jared. That shit just doesn't add up. I propped my head up on Jared's rib muscle.

"We should get up." I proposed. He peeked an eye open at me.

"Let's just lay here..forever." He mumbled.

"Only in your dreams lover boy." I sat up and ruffled my hand through his hair.

"Get up get up get up!" I said bouncing in the bed on my knees. He grumbled then turned on his back to look up at me with those eyes. I leaned in a little just to look at them. Yeah gay I know I just like his eyes hush. I climbed out of bed and realized I wasn't wearing a shirt. Eh fuck a shirt. I walked out of the back room and was met with Alf on the couch glaring up at me.

"Oh, you. You're not exactly a dancer or a sleezy girl from the bar..." He looked me up and down.

"Oh god.." He reached behind me and shut the door. "You two didn't... did you?!" He ruffled his thin eyebrows at me. I was baffled at his assumption. I don't look this shitty after sex.

"Me and..Jar- no! Just.. Alf what the fuck?" I walked past him and into the kitchenette to brew coffee. The kind they have for the staff is too sweet.

"Jared! Coffee?!" I hollered.

"Yes. With alcohol." He said in the doorway with the comforter wrapped around him. Cute. I reached up into the cupboard and pulled out a bottle of Bailey's Irish cream.

"I uh wouldn't advise that." Alf piped up glaring at me. I glared back.

"Jared is he your mother?" I said still staring at alf.

"Uh...no" he said.

"Agent.?" I said

"No, Jensen."

"Alright. Then shut up." I said returning to the coffee. Alf looked like he was about to cry. I don't mean to be a total dickwad but he is just is so annoying and acts like he's Jared's mom and Jared lets him sometimes and it pisses me off. Jared's not ...mine but he's not Alf's either! I slammed the coffee beans down. I guess I'm in a pissy mood this morning.

~*~

"I'm batman." I said a hand in the air looking at a tied up Jared or "Sam" he looked kinda good tied up. Not gonna lie. This morning was a blur. The alcohol helped. I got chewed out by two supervisors, and one of the producers. Also heard snide remarks from extras, a writer, and Alf too. I didn't care. I probably should. But I spent last night with Jared and had a nice evening talking with him. At least I'm on set now and I'm working. Better late then never...right?

"Yeah...you're batman." Jare said glaring at me. We waited a sec for the team to call it.

"SCENE!" Someone yells.

"Good job boys!" One of the producers said. I laughed and walked over to Jared getting him untied. We actually get tied up like that, it's very loose but it still needs untying.

"Thanks man." He said hopping out of the chair and flailing his arms around. Off to the next scene we go.

~*~

I slammed my door shut and plopped down on my bed, but I stripped down to boxers first. Work was a bitch today and it didn't help I slept in a trailer last night and didn't shower. I groaned and turned on my side. I thought over my script in my head for a moment.

I was just about to fall asleep when the doorbell rang. I groaned and prayed they'd go away. Of course they didn't. The doorbell rang twice more and I was forced out of bed. I tossed a robe on and opened the door. Jared walked in before I could say hello, his face buried in the script.

"We need to meet with the producer sometime next week, when's good for you? I can't do Tuesday, what about Wednesday?"

I rubbed my eyes.

"Hello to you too Jared," I said. "I can't do
Wednesday, how's your Thursday?"

"That sounds good. Now I need to practice this scene with you, the one with...."

Guess I won't get much sleep tonight either.

~*~
The next morning.

"I AM SO SORRY!!!" A manager said. I looked down at a bunch of papers scattered about the ground.

"Don't sweat it, it's fine." I said with a nervous laugh. She crouched down and started piling up the papers.

"Here, let me help you." I bent down and picked up some papers.

"Bam!" Someone called out behind me before hitting my butt with their foot. I quickly stood and covered my rear.

"Jen stop playing around." I turned and glared at him. He laughed and winked. I rolled my eyes and handed the girl her papers then watched her scurry away.

"Now I have a sore ass. Thanks."

"Oh anytime, sugar." He said laughing at himself.

"Ok ew just stop." I showed no amusement.

"Gee who crapped in your cornflakes?" He said following me across set.

"Hm lemme see, oh that would be you." I scoffed.

"Wait, what did I do?" Jen said flailing his arms in the air.

"It's more what you didn't do." I adjusted 'Sam's' coat.

"Elaborate please." He said trying to get me to look at him.

"Hm okay, you don't text back. But you tweet. You don't come by my trailer for coffee. So I had coffee alone. You walk right past me in breakfast. Also, my 'good morning' is a literal swift kick in the ass." I said turning towards him finally.

I don't complain or stand my ground around him often but I just wasn't in the mood. We always have coffee. We always have breakfast. We always hang out with each other on set. I probably sound like a big baby but I don't care, my morning was shit.

"Woah don't get your panties in a twist. I didn't get a text and I didn't see you this morning. I slept in and missed coffee. It's a shame I have to explain myself to you. You're like the needy girlfriend I don't have." He said.

"Thanks Jen, means a lot." I rolled my eyes. I'm actually kinda sensitive. I just hide it. I want to go back to my trailer, drink and pass out.

Instead I trudged to my spot on set.
It's gonna be a long day today.

~*~

"You're like the needy girlfriend I don't have." I regretted that the moment I said it. He'll take that to heart. I was honestly busy this morning.. Now I just want to hug him and tell him I take it back.

"Thanks Jen, means a lot." He hates me now. I gotta fix this.

"You guys set?" The director said. I nodded.

"Marker!" I sighed. Work flow now.