#attribute:demon_jensen

The guy’s in the driver’s seat a second later, turns the ignition. Nothing’s playing on the radio, but he fiddles at the dials anyway, mouth set in a frown. “Look,” he starts, and Jared glances over, not sure what to do with his hands. The guy seems less pissed, but that’s like saying Jared’s a little tall. It doesn’t do much to calm Jared’s new nerves. “Look, I.” A short sigh. “My name’s Jensen.” Jared blinks a little in surprise, but he sticks with what’s safe and nods. “Jared,” he says. “Well, Jared.” Jared’s eyes widen a little when Jensen conjures up a wicked grin. “Welcome to Hell."

Jensen has never known anyone like Jared. The kid is all sweet and honest and kind, even with Jensen. It would really get to Jensen's heart if he had one of those.