Jensen set his mug down and wrapped his arms around Jared. "Hey... I'm here. Always, okay? I promise I'll learn more about your illness, so I won't get scared when happens again. I'm sorry I yelled, I didn't know what was happening. But I do now. And I know you're still you. You just need to remember the good about you. Every smile I had today was because of you. ALL of you. Leaving you sleeping on my pillow... I couldn't wait to see you again."
Jared practically climbed up into his lap, clinging to him. "I was so scared today... That I ruined everything by not waking up to kiss you goodbye, that I especially ruined everything when I broke a glass... Thank you for wanting me."
Jensen smiled and snuggled him close. "You not waking was my fault baby. I couldn't bear to wake you, you looked so tired." He glanced at Jared's face and smiled. "You've got some red suitcases now, but those grey ones are gone, so the sleep worked." He joked. "And don't worry about a glass, honey. I've got a bunch of glasses. I only have one Jared Padalecki." He smiled. "You didn't accidentally cut yourself on the glass did you?" He worried then, palming the underside of Jared's foot.
"No, no, I cleaned it up. One thing I managed to do right." He sighed, shaking his head. "How can you... How can you look at me like this and still want me?" He whispered as he snuggled into his chest, never wanting to let go.
"I called your mom, I was scared that someone hurt you because of the bruises, and when you wouldn't let me in... She told me either she could come get you or I take care of you... But if I choose to take care of you, if better mean it, better truly love you, cause of your attachment." He ran his fingers through Jared's hair. "I chose to care for you."
Jensen returned the kiss, holding him close. "I'm keeping you here tonight, okay?" He whispered when he pulled back. "You gotta call your mom... Then, do you wanna go shopping for a new bedframe?" He asked with a smile.
Jensen nodded. "Good, your mom will want to see you I'm sure." He said. "Then we'll have a nice hot bath together... Maybe give you a massage... Then curl up and sleep together." He said softly, stroking his hair. He reached down and stroked one of the bruises gently.
"Would make them feel better too. My first therapist... He told my mom I was violent and needed to be treated somewhere, locked up, cause I'm so big I could hurt someone. But I'd never... So we never went back to him."
Jensen hugged him. "I know you'd never hurt anyone on purpose Jared. I'm not scared of you. I just want to be there for you when you need me." He rose and pulled Jared up. "I don't need to be on set too long tomorrow... How about I let you tag along?"
"I have sweats that should fit you. And a few baggy shirts." He offered. "Hold on, I gotta get these contacts out." He went to the mirror, dealing with his contacts as he spoke. "If anything, I'll tell my director that I have a family emergency. He'll understand. And you feel like my family, so..." He pushed a pair of glasses on and looked over at Jared. "I think I have some boxers that won't be too tight on you, I'm sure you're sick of the silk ones by now."
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