They're really hungover. Jared doesn't remember anything that happened last night, the first part where his memory starts up again is puking in the toilet this morning, but he doesn't know how he got himself there.
Jensen was in no better condition. He'd found him, asleep in Jared's living room in only a shirt and no pants. Jesus, what had they gotten up to last night?
"I miss living here," Jensen had slurred when Jared attempted to wake him up.
"That's fine, dude, but put some pants on," Jared said, massaging at his own temple.
Now they're at the airport, waiting for their flight back to L.A. for some promotional stuff, the neon lighting killer and the coffee terrible. A girl reading a copy of Us Weekly freaks out when she sees them. Jared expects her demand autographs and pictures, but she blushes and runs in the opposite direction. This happens for a solid twenty minutes before they have to get on their flight.
When they exit the airport in L.A. TMZ is on them in a second. "How did it feel to finally be honest about your love?"
"Gay rumors have been swirling about you two for years, why decide to come out now?"
Jared would think it was an elaborate joke that Chad set up, only he's got a horrible gap in his memory and a pantsless Jensen in his house this morning. His head still hurts and he just stares at them. Jensen actually turns white and Jared thinks he's going to die.
Jared fights his way through the press and into a cab, tugging Jensen by his arm.
Jesus, whatever they did last night, they probably didn't mean. It was probably all a drunken joke. But they've just gone and told the world what they've thought all along. They're so fucked.
Jensen quietly gets on the phone with someone and has a short hurried conversation. Jared thinks it's probably damage control, but he sounds way too clipped to be talking to Danneel. Finally, Jensen hangs up.
He turns to Jared, a grave expression on his face. "That was the network, they're telling us for as long as we're on the show, we have to sell it."
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Date: 2009-10-14 07:34 pm (UTC)Jensen was in no better condition. He'd found him, asleep in Jared's living room in only a shirt and no pants. Jesus, what had they gotten up to last night?
"I miss living here," Jensen had slurred when Jared attempted to wake him up.
"That's fine, dude, but put some pants on," Jared said, massaging at his own temple.
Now they're at the airport, waiting for their flight back to L.A. for some promotional stuff, the neon lighting killer and the coffee terrible. A girl reading a copy of Us Weekly freaks out when she sees them. Jared expects her demand autographs and pictures, but she blushes and runs in the opposite direction. This happens for a solid twenty minutes before they have to get on their flight.
When they exit the airport in L.A. TMZ is on them in a second. "How did it feel to finally be honest about your love?"
"Gay rumors have been swirling about you two for years, why decide to come out now?"
Jared would think it was an elaborate joke that Chad set up, only he's got a horrible gap in his memory and a pantsless Jensen in his house this morning. His head still hurts and he just stares at them. Jensen actually turns white and Jared thinks he's going to die.
Jared fights his way through the press and into a cab, tugging Jensen by his arm.
Jesus, whatever they did last night, they probably didn't mean. It was probably all a drunken joke. But they've just gone and told the world what they've thought all along. They're so fucked.
Jensen quietly gets on the phone with someone and has a short hurried conversation. Jared thinks it's probably damage control, but he sounds way too clipped to be talking to Danneel. Finally, Jensen hangs up.
He turns to Jared, a grave expression on his face. "That was the network, they're telling us for as long as we're on the show, we have to sell it."