#dimplesandguncalluses

p l s pls pls pls pl s PLS ; u ; i loVE 

i bet cas would love hugging sam because there are things he misses about being human and one of them is the physical closeness of showing affection to someone. CAS WOULD BE A CUDDLEBUG i bet sam unleashed a cuddlemonster with that one hug and it's the best thing because cas can be so stern and intimidating but he just likes to snuggle too and one facet of him doesn't interfere with the other at all ;u;

and sam just putting his chin on cas' shoulder and squeezing his arms around him and and and 

What’s one thing that made you happy today?

My brother brought me french fries OTP?

Destiel One thing you’re looking forward to in the future?

mmm college graduation maybe? being accomplished Where’d you get your shoelaces from?

they came with the shoe... Do you know who whines?

babies, cas. Babies whine. (how much do you wanna bet that john said that to dean?) What’s one weird habit you have?

I always adjust the seat when im driving so that im sitting up really straight.  What’s your hair like?

long-about halfway down my back, blonds and light browns, loose curls... i often where it up in a bun to keep it under control The one thing you’re most passionate about?

i really love food...maybe kids too? What’s a song that makes you really really really happy?

"cherry pie" warrant.  Is this your division?

yep. Will you be my valentine?

I was gonna ask you first:)

MY QUESTIONS:

1. describe your eyes in three words only.

2. favorite color of nail polish?

3. where would you like to travel to?

4.what does a third wheel do?

5. tell me about the tattoos you want?

6. whats your favorite holiday? why?

7. what would your dream date be like? if you do not want to go on a date, what would you rather do instead?

8. what are your hands meant to do?

9. the song within your heart?

10. would you rather have the chance to redo everything you regret, or would you rather be able to see the future and make better choices based on what it shows you?

“Here comes the asshole.” Jared mumbled, putting on his pads.

“He is the nicest guy on the team next to you, what is your problem with him?” Chad asked, pulling on his jersey.

“He won't talk to me, won't even barely look at me, so why should I like him.”

“Because you do.”

Jared just gave him a bitchface and finished getting ready. They had a game tonight. And he needed to do his best not to stare at Jensen as he got his goalie gear on, he looked really good in just a white shirt.

Out on the ice, Jared could hear the cheering of the fans as he did a circle after scoring his goal, making them 4 points in the lead, with the game nearly over. Even if he was going to get yelled at by the coach after the game.

It wasn't technically his fault, Jensen just happened to get in his way and now the goalie has a sprained wrist. Though they were able to get the back up in, that's the reason they are only up 4 instead of 6, Jared knows he's in for it.

3. 2. 1. And they've won the game. Hand shakes, hugs, cheers, then showers.

“Padalecki.” Beaver called the second the cheering calmed down and most of the team was dressed in street clothes.

“Yea?” Jared asked, untangling himself from his team mates and walking over, running a towel through his wet hair.

“You know what. If Mark wasn't back, we would have had to forfit, damn it.”

“It was an accident.”

“Accident or not, Jensen got hurt and you are going to apologize.”

“But.”

“No buts,” Jim snapped. “He's in my office, go.”

Jared mumbled a bit, but headed off, tossing his towel onto a bench. The hall was nearly deafining silent after the noise of the locker room as he made his way to the coaches office. Getting to the door, he knocked once before entering, Jensens eyes meeting his from the chair in front of the desk in the room.

“Hi.” Jensen said, shifting a little.

“Hey, so, I'm sorry about your wrist.” Jared said, feeling a little unnerved at getting Jensens full attention.

“It's fine, things happen. I'm sorry Jim made you say anything.”

“He didn't,” Jared said, shifting a little. “I wanted too.”

“No you didn't, you don't even like being too close to me, let alone talking to me.”

“That's.”

“And I know you call me an asshole behind my back.”

Jareds mouth snapped closed, his cheeks turning red. “I'm sorry.”

“I'm just curious why.” Jensen said, fitling a little with the ace bandage now around his wrist.

“Because you don't like me.”

“What?” He asked, looking up confused.

“You don't like me, and nearly everyone I meet does, so..” Jared tapered off there.

“I don't like you?” The way he asked it made Jared blink a few times.

“No?”

“Let me tell you a story. I used to think hockey was kinda dumb, preferred football. Until I was being forced one day to watch a game and a player came on the screen. Took me a few times to see his name, though his face made me speechless.”

Jensen licked his lips as Jared slowly sank into another chair.

“After that, I started watching every game that was on, even catching all the old ones that I could. Still, it didn't seem like enough, just watching the games and going to them. So I found a person that would teach me how to play, found out I was damn good in front of a goal, so I practiced. And practiced some more, praying for a chance to get on this team.

And then, I got my shot, his team needed a goalie and I was good, so they gave me a try out and I got on the team. Though even after I did all of what I did, I was scared to talk to him, even to just be around him made the words die in my throat.”

Jared blinked a few times, feeling very much like an ass.

“And then, one day I hear him call me an asshole, wasn't even sure why, just that for some reason he didn't like me. Thought more than once about quitting the team, but I got so far, I just couldn't give all this up now.”

“Jensen.”

“And you wanna know who the player was? Bet it's real easy to guess.”

“Yea, I think I could venture a guess.” Jared said, scratching the back of his neck.

“So now, think I still don't like you.”

“No, I think everything is cleared up now.”

Jensen nodded.

“I'm really sorry, I've been the asshole then haven't I?”

“Just a little.”

“And just for the record, I kinda like you too, if you still do like me that is.”

“It's hard not to like you.” Jensen said, his cheeks turning a little red.

“So does that mean you'll let me buy you dinner and maybe we can call it a date?” Jared smiled.

This time everyone has the best intentions.

Man Jensen probably knows. He probably knows Jared wants him to touch and kiss and bite every single part of his body, and he is pretending to not notice it so Jared keep doing it. Bending over while they work, licking his lips all the time while they talk, smile a lot showing those damn dimples, always so eager to please Jensen, do as he is told, try to get his attention more than anything. And fuck, it makes Jensen so hard it's ridiculous. That a kid that is not even legal (jesus christ Jensen would have to wait a whole year to touch Jared and that is so wrong and so hot in so many levels)  can turn Jensen so much. He notices Jared using tight pants and shirts, looking at him all the time, he even notices how the boy has to excuse himself to go to the bathroom if Jensen pressed behind him to teach him how to properly fix something from the car he is working on. And Jensen want Jared to break, to go for it, to try to make a move on Jensen. And just then he is going to teach Jared what happens to pretty spoiled boys who think he can have everything they want. Then Jensen is going to take his time to teach Jared what happens to pretty boys who flirt like that and want it so bad. He is going to do so many things to Jared, he is going to give him exactly what he wants, belt him to the bed, make him beg until his throat hurts.