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Title: Normality
Rating: PG
Pairing/Character(s): Jared Padalecki/OFC
Summary: There was nothing normal about them, and it was not what she wanted.
Warnings: None
Length: Short
Word Count: 525
Chapter #: (1/1)
WIP or Complete: Complete
Author's Note: Requested by
demoninmypocket who wanted Jared/Her. This wasn't the original idea that I had, but I kinda liked how it turned out.
Slowly she twisted a few strands of his hand around her finger. He lay comfortably in her lap as they lounged atop a hill. The sun was setting creating a orange hue around them, it was perfect and beautiful. Kezzie lounged back on one of her arms as she let the breeze run through her hair before leaning back entirely. Jared shifted lightly in her lap, so that he was able to look at her. Grabbing her hand he kissed it lightly.
“This was a nice date,” He smiled brightly at her.
“It was,” Propping herself up again she leaned down and kissed his forehead. “I like how we're able to get away.”
“Would you rather be bombarded by paparazzi while we're trying to eat a burger?” Jared smirked before pushing up her skirt to kiss her bare thigh “They would eat it up you know. Us trying to be normal.”
“We are normal,” Kezzie ran her fingers through his cropped hair, she loved when she could mess it up. It always looked so perfect to her, she didn't like it to be perfect. She wanted him to be more like her, a normal person, not some Grecian God standing on one of their eternal pedestals like everyone seemed to be making him these days. “I want us to be normal.”
“You want to be hounded?” He asked sitting up from her lap.
“No of course not,” She shrugged pulling her knees to her chest, resting her chin on her knees she bit her lip and looked at her boyfriend “I just wish we could do things—normal things.”
“Having a romantic date on a beautiful hill, isn't that normal?” Jared laughed at little, but quieted once he saw the look on his girlfriends face.
“We are in a really secluded area, technically a filming location, for this date,” Kezzie frowned.
“Okay that's not normal, but it was feeling normal,” Jared sighed laying down on the quilt as he stared up at the stars appearing in the sky. “What's with this recent obsession with
normality?”
“It's not recent,” Kezzie uncurled herself and laid down next to Jared. He held her close as her fingers ran lightly over the buttons of his shirt. Sighing deeply she turned her face into his shirt. The slow rise and fall of his breathing lulled her and calmed her. Raising her head she rested her chin on his chest. “I just wish sometimes we didn't have to go to extremes for dates.”
“I'll give you what ever you want.” Jared said calming kissing the top of her head.
“Even if it means being bombarded by paparazzi?” She asked quickly, all she wanted was something normal, even if it meant involving them.
“Yes.”
Smiling brightly she sat up, throwing her leg over his side she straddled him. He leaned up to kiss her deeply as she ran her fingers through his hand making it even more messy. Even if she was getting her normal date, she would have a say about his hair.
Rating: PG
Pairing/Character(s): Jared Padalecki/OFC
Summary: There was nothing normal about them, and it was not what she wanted.
Warnings: None
Length: Short
Word Count: 525
Chapter #: (1/1)
WIP or Complete: Complete
Author's Note: Requested by
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Slowly she twisted a few strands of his hand around her finger. He lay comfortably in her lap as they lounged atop a hill. The sun was setting creating a orange hue around them, it was perfect and beautiful. Kezzie lounged back on one of her arms as she let the breeze run through her hair before leaning back entirely. Jared shifted lightly in her lap, so that he was able to look at her. Grabbing her hand he kissed it lightly.
“This was a nice date,” He smiled brightly at her.
“It was,” Propping herself up again she leaned down and kissed his forehead. “I like how we're able to get away.”
“Would you rather be bombarded by paparazzi while we're trying to eat a burger?” Jared smirked before pushing up her skirt to kiss her bare thigh “They would eat it up you know. Us trying to be normal.”
“We are normal,” Kezzie ran her fingers through his cropped hair, she loved when she could mess it up. It always looked so perfect to her, she didn't like it to be perfect. She wanted him to be more like her, a normal person, not some Grecian God standing on one of their eternal pedestals like everyone seemed to be making him these days. “I want us to be normal.”
“You want to be hounded?” He asked sitting up from her lap.
“No of course not,” She shrugged pulling her knees to her chest, resting her chin on her knees she bit her lip and looked at her boyfriend “I just wish we could do things—normal things.”
“Having a romantic date on a beautiful hill, isn't that normal?” Jared laughed at little, but quieted once he saw the look on his girlfriends face.
“We are in a really secluded area, technically a filming location, for this date,” Kezzie frowned.
“Okay that's not normal, but it was feeling normal,” Jared sighed laying down on the quilt as he stared up at the stars appearing in the sky. “What's with this recent obsession with
normality?”
“It's not recent,” Kezzie uncurled herself and laid down next to Jared. He held her close as her fingers ran lightly over the buttons of his shirt. Sighing deeply she turned her face into his shirt. The slow rise and fall of his breathing lulled her and calmed her. Raising her head she rested her chin on his chest. “I just wish sometimes we didn't have to go to extremes for dates.”
“I'll give you what ever you want.” Jared said calming kissing the top of her head.
“Even if it means being bombarded by paparazzi?” She asked quickly, all she wanted was something normal, even if it meant involving them.
“Yes.”
Smiling brightly she sat up, throwing her leg over his side she straddled him. He leaned up to kiss her deeply as she ran her fingers through his hand making it even more messy. Even if she was getting her normal date, she would have a say about his hair.