Dating your Coworker- The 12 Year Difference

Fanfiction

I blinked awake, the shorter man was still in my arms. The weekend felt like a dream, unrealistic. I savoured my moments, prepared for him to make a split second decision to just dash. I sighed and buried my nose into his hair, just basking in what I had at that moment.

"Jesus Christ there's someone here with me," Richard said slightly startled.

"Yeah?" I chuckled and he cleared his throat.

"Thought this whole weekend was a stupid dream," Richard ran a hand over his face, "went by fast enough."

"No you're definitely awake," I said and put my cheek in his hair, "I thought it was a dream honestly."

"It's just weird," Richard yawned, "what time is it?"

"7:30," I said and wrapped a hand around his waist.

"That's too early, when's the flight?" He asked and nuzzled closer to me, wanting to fall back to sleep.

"Like 12," I yawned, "I don't care if you sleep but I'm getting up." I crawled out of the bed and left him there, he curled into himself and closed his eyes. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss him, he was so adorable curled up and tired. I walked to him and leaned down, pressing a kiss to his nose. It crinkled a little and he used his hand to shoo me off, I laughed and a little smile tugged at his lips. 

"Only old people get up this early," he snarked at me as I walked into the bathroom. I started the shower and pulled my shirt over my head, I pressed my palms on the counter and leaned forward to look at myself in the mirror.

It was kind of weird to sleep with someone new in your bed and you hadn't fucked them, it was like waking up to someone familiar. It was in a way, but I'd never shared a bed with the guy. I slept on the floor of shared hotel rooms if it was necessary, I was too tall for their beds the majority of the time anyways.

I pulled the rest of my clothes off, they fell to the floor with a quiet thud. I got in the shower and thought about what I'd done the entire time, I was in a relationship with Richard now.

That was exciting to me, he was also acting a little more normal this morning. I was going to Texas with them because I wasn't urging to go home, the bachelor pad was getting a little boring since I was alone. Well... "Alone". I'd spend my evenings on the phone with Jensen, Misha, Richard, Matt, or anyone else who bothered to pay attention to me. It was depressing to be alone, I'd spend time with family occasionally, but that only made me feel so accompanied for so long.

What about coming out to the other guys, what do I say or do? What about the public, do they find out slowly through pictures and paparazzi? Me, Jensen, Misha, Richard, and Rob were going to Texas. That's a good place to start with coming out, being gay was definitely not going to be the problem. There wasn't going to really be a problem at all, the show was not going to change and my life wasn't going to change. Except for the fact that Richard was now part of it, I wasn't sure how long it would last but I wasn't worried about that right now.

I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off quickly, I looked at the time on my phone. I didn't grab any clothes before getting in the bathroom so I cracked the door open gingerly, I walked out to see Richard still asleep. I grabbed my clothes quickly and went back to the bathroom, pulling them on and paying extra attention to my appearance to impress the being in the other room.

I had stopped working out, not all the way but I barely did it now. I was losing all the youth I had, my body was not as good as it used to be. Depression had over took me and I felt alone all the time, it had taken a toll on the total amount of activity I did in a day. Sure there was still defined lines but they were fading, no one really saw them anymore anyways. I decided I'd start running at least everyday from now on. My face was a little sunken and pale, my body wasn't losing its youth as much, it was dying from my depression. All the breakdowns I'd have weren't doing me any favors. 

I walked out of the bathroom and Richard was STILL asleep, I smiled at myself and fell onto a chair on the opposite side of the room. I scrolled through my phone, checking the Sabriel hashtag just out of curiosity. The first things that came up was a picture of a coffee, it was very aesthetic and pleasing looking. The caption said NSFW and Rich had explained to me what that meant, I'd never bothered to look at any of it. I was too busy I always scrolled through my instagram and twitter every once in a blue moon, looking at my friend's stuff and nothing more. I grew a little nervous honestly, was it okay to look? Was it appropriate to be a little curious? 

Fuck it I was looking. I scrolled left and there was a picture of Sam and Gabriel, I blinked at it and widened my eyes. I wasn't sure if I was shocked or aroused, I just couldn't peel my eyes from it. Sam had Gabriel against the wall, Sam had Gabriel's legs over his shoulders and that was all that kept Gabriel on the wall. He was being held up, Sam had his dick bottomed out inside of Gabriel and they were both panting. Their heads were thrown back in ecstasy as sweat poured down them. It was a sketch, a beautiful one at that. I couldn't get my eyes off it. Seriously. 

There was a sudden stirring from the bed and I jumped, closing instagram and turning off my phone. I cleared my throat and looked at Richard, he sat up and stretched. His hair was in every possible direction, he yawned and stretched his arms out to either side. 

"Morning?" I joked and he ran a hand over his face, another yawn.

"Yeah," he blinked and looked at me with his head in his palm.

"Still dreaming?" I laughed and he flipped me off, I chuckled and he fell back on to the bed. 

"So I'm going back to sleep," Gabriel said when he looked over at his phone, "forever."

"Why?" I asked, he was obviously talking about something on his phone.

"Rob wants to get breakfast with Misha and me," he said and squinted at his face, "allegedly Jensen has invited himself along." I looked over at my phone and I had a message from Jensen, explaining the same situation and he was asking me to tag along.

"We should go," I said and put my phone back on the table next to me. I stood up and walked over to Richard, I sat next to him and put my arm around him. This time he laid his head on my shoulder, he grabbed my hand and laced his fingers between mine. 

"I feel lazy," Richard mumbled and made a small pout, "I'll blame it on you being cuddly."

"Sure," I laughed and kissed the top of his head, "you better go to your room and get ready. I'll meet you and everyone else there." 

"Mhm," Richard hummed and took a deep breath before standing up. He let go of my hand and waved me a goodbye, he shut the door behind him and when he left I felt weight on my chest. I wasn't sure why, something was just a little off. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad either, I was excited I knew that. I realized I had plenty of time to myself since we were going to eat at 9 and we had to head to the airport at 11, it was 8:30. I had the last 30 minutes to explore the Sabriel NSFW tags all by my lonesome which meant I could do what I wanted with the pictures I saw. 

Some people are truly talented artists

Some people are experts with photoshop

Some people were excellent writers. Hell I found something called Jared Speight. 

I was lost in that tag

I was lead to Ao3

And Wattpad

I fell down a spiral

My back arching and my mind imagining everything that I read

Can't wait for it to be real