Jared/Misha, prompt by elanorofcastile: "Pranking leads to cuddles"Of pranks and hugs (Misha/Jared, PG)
"Dude, those were my favourite jeans."
Jared's laugh slowly fades, as he looks up from the "Kick me hard, I love it" sign he wrote at the back of Misha's pants before his co-star put them on this morning. It takes him a few seconds ro realize Misha might not be pretending to look hurt. Indeed, Misha generally doesn't do "pretend". It's even more rare for the guy to actually take a prank seriously; they've been screwing with each other for months now on a non-stop basis, and Misha was always the first to laugh when he's been pranked.
So seeing this half-pissed, half-"kicked puppy" expression on his friend's face as he glances up from the ruined jeans he's still wearing suddenly gets Jared worried. Not to mention ashamed.
"Look, man, I... I didn't know."
Misha doesn't respond, he's not even looking at him, examining the back of his jeans instead with a serious expression on his face, as if he could magically, Castiel-style, wish the ink off the fabric. Jared tries again.
"I'm really sorry, okay? I didn't think you'd be so upset. Next time prepare a list of things I'm not allowed to touch when planning a prank."
Misha doesn't seem to think the joke was funny, but at least he's looking at Jared now. Quickly making a decision, Jared takes a few steps forward and hugs him. Misha's stiff in his arms, not trying to hug back, but not pulling away either; hopeful, Jared sighs.
"Look, I'll buy you new ones. Better than these, okay? We could go shopping and you pick whatever you like."
"So what", comes a muffled sound from under his chin, "Now we gonna go shopping together like some chicks? What next, we gonna have slumber parties and cuddle wearing pink pyjamas and blowing bubble gum bubbles?"
Misha still sounds a bit grumpy, but Jared hears a tone of smile in his voice, and feels two arms reach up to his back as his co-star hugs him back.
"So... do you forgive me?" he suggests warily.
"You're still a jerk, but I don't have a choice." Misha gently pats him and pulls back, looking at him with a half-smile on his face. "If that's life with you in peace, I don't want to know what fighting with you might be like."
"True." Jared grins at him and tries to supress a chuckle as Misha turns his back to him and walks towards his trailer, once again flashing the perfectly visible label on his butt.
Glad that everything turned out okay, Jared walks back on the set to rehearse another scene with Jensen, completely ignoring the piece of paper now glued to his back which says "I slept with Kripke to get Sam's role".
Dean/Castiel, "Sam knows"Discovery (Dean/Castiel, Sam, PG-13)
Still coming down from his orgasm and panting into Castiel's shoulder, Dean barely registers a sleepy groan from somewhere on his right.
"Wow, you guys are getting better at it," - mutters Sam, not even bothering to open his eyes or raise his head from the pillow, so the words sound a bit muffled. "Even quieter than last night. Still, while you're working on to perfection, Cas would you mind using your mojo to whack me out next time?"
Dean's brain, still a bit melted from the awesome handjob he's just received, finally catches up with what just happened. He's just about to freak out when he feels the body underneath him shake. Dean raises his head and meets the eyes of Castiel, who's biting his lip, clearly trying not to laugh out loud.
Already grinning back, Dean can't think of anything better to do than lean forward and kiss the quiet giggles off his angel's lips.