#I HAVE heard misha say the word fag now…….

[kellyscabin]

MISHA: change in the culture- when he first started on supernatural there was no way that would have happened- but by the last series there had been a huge change where that declaration of love could happen. talks about how fag and homo were used so often when he was younger and how his kids have such a different world now- decades away from eliminating homophobia but if the show had happened later on who knows what have happened

[bottomtonyhoe]

Drama Kings - Chapter 3

“ Son of a bitch “ Jensen curses under his breath as he races towards his car. He can’t wrap his head around what happened back at the library. Who is he mad at? Osric for being a scared little kid who can’t defend himself? Ty for being an incredible douche and a goddamn bad influence? Jared for sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong? Or himself for defending him? . Yeah, he needs a drink.

He takes his fake ID out of his wallet and barks the car in front of a bar. Chicago street lights illuminating the view up till the entrance. He always loved the city, its high tech traffic system, the bridges and the river around it. It is way more beautiful than where he is from, or was from. He hands his fake ID to the bartender after he sits down and she looks at him suspecting. He flashes her one of his trademark grins and she hands it back to him .

“ Bear ? “

“ Yupp “

He isn’t alcoholic, not really , and doesn’t plan on being one. His dad’s drunk shadow is still hunting him down after he ran away on them. He still remembers that night very clearly..

“ Sir , are you ok ? “ Jensen’s small voice tingled through the tiny apartment. His dad’s frame was on the door and he could hear him trembling as he walked to the night switch and turned on the light.

“ What are you doing up, Jensen ? “ Alan’s gruff voice answered as he threw his keys on the broken table.

“ C-couldn’t sleep “ Jensen stuttered as he watched his father come closer, cornering himself against the wall. The morning’s ‘ well-earned beating ‘ still making its appearance on the 12 years old kid’s face. He braced himself for another, or for 100 push ups till he fell asleep of exhaustion. He didn’t expect what happened next. His dad hugged him. Alan freaking ‘ hugs are for fags ‘ Ackles hugged him.

“ Go to sleep , son”

He just didn’t know that was his dad’s way of saying good bye before he walked out on his family.

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“ Are you ok ? “ Jared says, stepping closer to Osric.

“ Yeah, It is the usual. You didn’t have to get on a fight with the ackles boy.” Osric says, adjusting his collar.

“ He is an asshole “ Jared says and Osric smiles.

“ And you are going to be bullied “ Osric remarks pointedly and Jared returns the smile. He could fucking care less. Both the boys walk out of the school and Jared walks to his bicycle.

“ Where are you going ? Let me give you a ride . Here, put the bicycle in the trunk “ Osric holds his Chevrolet Optra’s trunk open.

“ Fine “. they both get in the car and Osric starts driving. There was awkward silence till the smaller guy cuts it off.

“ Sorry man, but I can’t help but wonder what the fuck happened back there? You said you moved from LA, but Jensen isn’t all about defending the new kids against his bestfriend’s bullying.”

“ I know. He is my neighbor. “ Jared says rubbing his forehead. That’s as good of a reason as any, right ?

“ So I am driving to my bully’s block .Nice “ Osric voice drips with sarcasm and Jared lets out a nervous laugh. He should’ve rode his bicycle home.

They reach their destination and Jared hurries out, getting his bicycle out of the trunk.

“ See you tomorrow. “ Osric smiles from the driver seat and drives off. As Jared is placing his bicycle in the garage, near his mom’s car, he hears a loud engine he recognizes. Jensen.

He watches as Jensen walks out of the car then he just stands there. His eyes meeting Jared’s and God, Jared wants to run. He is walking towards him.

“ Hey “ Jensen almost breathes. His hair is all over the place but it is still beautiful, His green eyes are darker in the moon light, His lips are a certain shade of pink and god so full and his freckles, despite the lack of light, are standing out.

He is gorgeous. Even if it isn’t the right time to think about it.

“What ? “ Jared manages to spit out. And the calm look on Jensen’s face turns into a frown, but he suppresses it.

“ Jesus Christ Jared. I am here to apologize. “Jensen says and Jared suddenly realizes how the breeze is causing him Goosebumps. Just the breeze.

“ You shouldn’t apologize to me. You do this all the time, don’t you ? “ Jared glares at Jensen. He is fed up with the special treatment and the calm look, even if it had only been two days.

“ Do what ? “ Jensen masters the ‘ I don’t know what the hell you are talking about look ‘. Jared wants to punch his in his dumb, god-like, beautiful face.

“Picking up on smaller kids, bullying, being a homophobe and-“ Jared was about to go on all the rumors he heard from Misha, but Jensen cuts him.

“ Oh shut the fuck up now. I am an asshole, just not that kind of an asshole. I was just accompanying Ty. He is worse when he is alone, trust me. And homophobe? No way. Maybe Ty is ,but I am not. Listen. If it makes you feel better, I will stop Ty from coming near Osric again. “ Jensen says and Jared’s eyes widen.

“ Really? You would do that? “ Jared looked at Jensen’s face , searching for mockery. But Jensen seems sincere.

“ Cross my heart and hope to die “ Jensen gestures with his hand. A grin makes its way through his face. Jared lets a small smile appear then it turns into a frown.

“ Why? I mean , thanks and all. But why are you nice to me ? “ Jared asks and Jensen chuckles.

“ I have no freaking idea, man “ Jensen scratches the back of his neck before saying “ Good night, Jared” then walks into his house.

Jared can’t help but think of how good he’d look in skinny jeans.

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Jensen tiptoes his way to his bedroom. His mom had this thing when she can smell alcohol on his breathe from a mile away. His phone betrays him and he answers immediately.

“ Hello, dear “ a British rich accent voice says. Mr. Sheppard, aka Mark the gun shop owner.

“ Snitch. Hey “ sarcasm speaks as he shuts his room’s door behind him.

“ Is that any way to speak to your elder ? Now listen to me very well. You will come tomorrow with your old man’s kit, ok ? “ Mark answers.

“ First of all, you are an elder, not MY elder. Secondly, I am not coming so you can tell mom. Last of all, my mom threw away that piece of crap. “ Jensen answers. Why would that short fucker want it anyway ?

“I won’t tell her. You have my word. And I ain’t talking about his personal belongings. The car. Have you ever looked under the backseats ? “ Mark answers, sounding far way interested in whatever his asshole of a father left him.

“ You know you sound sketchy, right ? “ Jensen says, running down the stairs. His dad gave him the car on his 16th birthday, after he walked out on them, and he put a kit there. This is what Jensen calls interesting.

“ Just give it a good look”

Jensen opens the backdoor of the impala and he pushes his hands under the back seats and moves it around, pressing the phone between his cheek and shoulder.

“There is nothing there “ Jensen groans.

“ No way. Look better for it. “ Mark says, irritated. Jensen finds what feels like a handle and pulls it out.

“ What the .. “

He looks at the briefcase in his hand. A high tech one with digital lock on it , an actual digital lock. It was blue black with three letters carved on it. W.M.F.

“ Don’t you dare play with it. You hear me, son?” he hears Mark’s last words and he hangs up on him. Jensen runs upstairs and he inspects it. Wow. This case is even better than the ones he did research on when he got bored. He hates it when he gets it bored, because he doesn’t go on a run or play more football with chad and Ty. No, he started fixing equipment and electronics . He rebuilt his own X-box more than once and he practically made his own joey-sticks. He admits it. Ty should make him do his homework.

Now, he needs to open this. Figuring out the password was out of the question because well, WMF isn’t going to be predictable for a 17 years old kid. But he could get the digital board out, run it on his computer and tries his luck with hacking.

That’s why he didn’t feel bad about cyber-stalking Jared, because well , his inner smart demons could do much worse.

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Jared has a crush on Jensen. He admits it. It is pathetic and absolutely dumb, but he can’t ignore how his heart jumps around like a happy puppy whenever Jensen smiles at him. He can’t ignore how the ‘ special’ treatment from Jensen makes him feel. He has a crush on a straight guy. Typical Jared.

“So how was your day ? “ His mother says and Jared snaps out of his daze.

“ fine “ Jared mumbles and lets his hands work.

“Why are you drawing a portray of our neighbor’s son “ She warmly said sitting next next to him , silently admiring his work on the sketch. Jared is just an amazing writer and a great artist. She always encouraged him to publish his comics or share his drawing instead of just throwing it away. One person’s opinion never really matters, apparently.

“ He has a nice face “ Jared mumbles again and she smiles, running her hand through his soft hair. Jared shuts his eyes. Yeah sue him. He has no one in this world but his mother, so he just doesn’t try and shut her out. He would rather tell her than Misha or Gen who would probably just judge him.

“ Well , I will leave you to it “ She gets up, closing the door behind her. The sketch needs more details. He is going to have to stare longer tomorrow.

A faint sound of Led Zeppelin’s art lulls him to sleep. He dreams of green eyes, unhappy ones.

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“ Dude, were you up all night ? “ Chad exclaims getting in the impala’s passenger seat. It is a daily routine for Jensen to pick up Chad and go for early coffee at Starbucks.

“Yeah. Don’t ask why “ Jensen nearly groans. He stayed up all night trying to crack that piece of crap open. It was so well encrypted and hacking into it was hard, since he was away from ‘ hacking for like 3 months. Yeah that’s the longest he has ever cut himself off.

“ Heard you pissed Ty off “

“ He pissed me off first “ Jensen answers, turning on the radio.

“Jared Padalecki. How do you know him? “ Chad asks, scrolling through his twitter timeline. He had the noisiest conversation with Ty before he was sent to bed. The dark haired boy had asked around about the new meat who had his bestfriend standing up his face with his fists clenched at both sides. He told Chad all about the LA boy and Chad felt nothing but amused.

“New neighbor. Now black coffee ok?” Jensen answers, parking the car at Starbuck’s lot. Chad scoffs and opens the passenger seat door.

“and you’re the example of the perfect citizen who respects his neighbors’ rights. “

“Fuck off.” Jensen says, half-way smile making its path on his face. Chad stands up and shuts the door behind him, causing a loud noise and Jensen makes a mental note to oil the door.

He lets his mind drift to the briefcase, not its encryption, but the fact that his father left him a car four years later after his disappearance. His mother tried to mindlessly convince him it was his father feeling bad, that it was a start to an actual attempt to come back to them. He shut it all out of his young mind, not out of stupidity, he wasn’t that naïve, but to avoid false hope and unrequired heartbreak. Now, he knows the car wasn’t sent to him for such reasons but for this briefcase. He wonders what its story is, why Mark asked for it 2 years after the delivery of the car. Who is W.M.F. He googled it and he came up with nothing.

“ Dude! Are you stoned?” Chad’s voice snatches him from his messy train of thoughts. He opens the door and jumps in the car, handing him his coffee. Jensen neglects to answer and drives, focusing on nothing but the road ahead, which seemed too vague out of sudden.

School day was over too fast. Classes mashed up together and he couldn’t focus on anything but one.

Jared Padalecki.

The kid was remarkably fascinating , if the expression fits. Jensen’s head felt like a loaded up bomb, but whenever he took a glance in Jared’s direction, It all seemed to calm down. He knows the reason behind this attraction wasn’t duo to his heterosexuality. He wonders if it was possible to be gay for one person? . He intends to make good on his previous promise to Jared, so he walks to an angry Ty, sitting on the bleachers after a terrible performance on the field.

“ You are here to gloat ? “ Ty hisses, wiping the sweat from his frowning forehead.

“ NO, but I am not here to babysit, either. So listen up, you will do your own homework from now on and stop bothering Osric. It is immature and stupid, and you don’t want my fist in your face. “ Jensen says. His expression of absolute seriousness that Ty has only seen on exceptional occasions. Ty narrows his eyes, expecting that frown on his friend’s face to turn into a smirk or a less serious expression, but it remained stone cold. Ty nods and Jensen gets up, planning to walk away but stops.

“ Meet us at Mark’s gun shop after your additional practice, You embarrassed me out there” . and Ty snorts.

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Jared catches Jensen’s frame behind the impala and walks to him. Osric told him that he was probably a magician, because Mr. Stark assigned them to write a 10 pages report on climate change through the past ten years and Lockwood didn’t even come near him. Jensen must’ve kept true to his word, apparently.

“ Hey. Jensen “ He can’t help the smile creeping on his face once he locks eyes with his crush.

“ English geek, nice representation. “ Jensen smirks and Jared flushes all over. He is inherently shy and Jensen isn’t making it any better. In fact, he looks too amused for Jared’s liking.

“Yeah, right. You talked to Tyler, didn’t you ? “ Jared heads for the topic. If he stands this close to Jensen any longer, he will definitely do something inappropriate.

“ I did. I hope he did what I said.” Jensen says, folding his arms.

“You order your friends around much?” Jared smirks, not helping the small step he takes towards Jensen. See? That’s his point.

“Only when they are being douchebags. “ Jensen says, grinning. Jared is taken back by how genuine his smile is, terribly beautiful.

“ I just wanted to thank you, though.”

“ Wanna come over ? “ Jensen asks. Jared thinks he is hallucinating.

“What?”

“ I said, wanna come over? PS4 has got a new set of games this year and both Chad and Ty are cheaters. Maybe you could keep up with me in honesty?” Jensen says, chuckling at the end.

“ We have a math test tomorrow.” Jared breathes. He really doesn’t want to decline this one.

“ We will study afterwards, or do you like studying alone ?” Jensen’s expression turns from confidence to a little—hesitation ?

“ I don’t mind extra help. I am in.” Jared smiles, trying to keep himself from grinning ear to ear. Gen’s voice creeps into his mind screaming ‘ SMITTEN’.

“Cool. See you at 7 “

Jensen watches Jared leave, taking a note of how his eyes lingers on the boy’s rounded ass. He can definitely be gay for one person.

He waits for Chad to hop in the car and he drives them both to Mark’s gun shop. Chad keeps asking questions about why they are going there and Jensen finally spills. No matter how douchy his friends are, he needs them on this one. Chad practically creates a hole through Jensen’s arm for keeping such secret for this long, considering 12 hours this long. Ty joins them once they arrive at the parking lot and Chad tells him everything. Ty has a more violent comeback but they all sort it out before going in. briefcase in hand, Jensen decides he isn’t going to leave without answers.

“ Hello, boys.” Mark says, walking towards Jensen, eyes fixed on the briefcase.

“ What is in it ?” Jensen tightens his grip around its handle.

“ Nothing that concerns you, for now.” Mark answers, narrowing his brown eyes.

“He sent ME the car. It concerns me alright.” Jensen spits, anger illuminating his deep voice.

“ Give me the briefcase, Jensen.” Mark orders, any intention of prolonged conversation gone. Jensen catches his hand reaching under the counter, where he keeps his gun.

“ Show me what’s in it.” Jensen hisses through clenched teeth.

“ I will. In time.” Mark answers. As his hand flinches, Jensen lifts his Colt, or his dad’s colt, from the back of his jeans. Gun barrel opposite the other, both men stare at each other.

“Son, I’m doing this for you.” Mark desperately says.

“ Save it. You know I am faster than you, so put down the gun.” Jensen says, tilting his neck and smirking a little. He must look like his father right now. Good times.

“Jen—“ Mark tries but Jensen cuts him angrily, “ PUT IT DOWN.”.

The older man obeys, looks straight into the younger man’s eyes.

“What is W.M.F?” Jensen calmly asks. He is literally putting every intimidation technique he saw his dad perform out there. He just needs answers, and he will get them.

“ Son, I can’t tell you—“ but the sound of the gun being readied shuts him up. Jensen is a kid. Kids aren’t intimidating, but Jensen is an angry kid, an angry kid after his favorite candy. He just doesn’t know how toxic it is.

“ It is a short cut for Weapon modification facility.” Mark surrenders. He might as well spell the rest out. The kid has brought it on himself, “ It is part of a special multi-national organization which, you know, modifies rockets, bombs and big guns.” Mark goes on, never breaking eye contact with the boy he half-way raised.

“I-I don’t understand. Dad was on the navy. He was o-out of service, how is that even navy’s business? “ Jensen stutters, feeling that he was hit with a literal bullet. He expected many things. Old navy kit in the briefcase, some sort of legacy. A way to get Jensen on the same path he was on, to be a soldier or in marine or whatever. But ongoing worldwide organization crap wasn’t anywhere in his mind. His dad was just a soldier, that wasn’t his area, at all.

“ Oh boy, you will wish you hadn’t asked that.” Mark says. Jensen lowers his gun.

Sorry for late update. College is a hoe 💔

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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