![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
J2 Fic: One More Day PG
Title: One More Day
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evila_elf
Rating: PG
Pairing: J2 (SPN)
Word count: 814
Summary: If only we could spend one more day with the person we loved.
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen are real people and I claim no ownership (though I can dream).
Warnings: Deathfic and songfic.
Thanks todaasgrrl for the read through and beta!
Note: I couldn’t find an official music video for the song, but I was able to find a fan-made video for the song I used: One More Day by Diamond Rio. Go here if you want a listen.
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
Jared coughed, trying to muffle the sound with the edge of the comforter, hand weakly fisting the material to his lips until the spasm passed. He could taste blood in the back of his throat and a wave of terror passed over him, shiver rippling painfully up his spine.
“Jare?”
Damn. He had been trying not to wake Jensen up. The poor guy had barely slept the past two days. Hell, in the last two months. Since they’d found out...
“Jared?”
Jensen rested a gentle hand on Jared’s shoulder, giving it a little shake to get his attention.
Jared blinked loose from his fear and pain to look up and saw the relief in Jensen’s eyes. Jared swallowed, trying to look sheepish, not wanting Jensen to see how scared he really was. “Sorry. Didn’t want to wake you.” His throat was dry, making his voice sound foreign to his own ears.
Jared winced as sharp heated pains made his head throb, causing his vision to blur so bad he had to close his eyes to keep from throwing up. Blindly he reached up, trying to find Jensen.
“I’ve got you,” Jensen said, and Jared felt two hands take hold of his, stilling the trembling and warming it with a squeeze. Jensen’s voice also sounded funny, just as dry as Jared’s own. Maybe they could both go out for a couple of beers later. Later when he was all better. Like old times.
Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn’t ask for money
Or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished, for one more day with you
Closing his eyes felt good. Jensen’s warm hands felt good. He felt the bed shift as Jensen lay down again. He could feel a cough tickling the back of his throat, but swallowed the feeling down, trying to keep still, wanting Jensen to go back to sleep. His mama had always told him when he was a kid that things would be better in the morning. He had told Jensen that a few days ago - or was it a few weeks ago? - and all it had done was make Jensen’s eyes shine with tears before he had abruptly left the room. Maybe Jensen’s own mama had told him the same lies before.
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
He had to let go of Jensen’s hand to roll onto his side, more coughs shaking their way through him. Panting from the exertion that made his already aching muscles throb, he eased back and cracked his eyes open to look wearily at Jensen.
Jensen was rubbing his eyes, eyelashes damp. Then Jensen was reaching out to him, wrapping his arms around him in a loose hug, mindful of all his aches and pains.
First thing I’d do, is pray for time to crawl
I’d unplug the telephone
And keep the TV off
I’d hold you every second
Say a million I love yous
That’s what I’d do, with one more day with you
“Jen, please stop it.” Stop acting like I’m gonna die. I’m not. I’m not! There were so many things they had left to do together. A lifetime’s worth.
Jensen ignored him, burying his face against Jared’s shoulder, planting a gentle kiss to the skin. Then another. And another.
Jared turned his head, and Jensen caught his lips in a tender kiss, hands cradling his cheeks.
The look on Jensen’s face when he pulled away broke Jared’s heart, bringing tears to his eyes like no amount of pain ever could. They were both going to lose so much. Jensen’s thumbs brushed his tears away, then they were kissing again, tenderness replaced with desperation.
“I’m scared, Jen,” Jared whispered when the lips left his.
“Me too.”
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
Jared coughed and Jensen held him tighter. He felt like each cough was squeezing him, milking the air from his lungs and not wanting to let it back in, Jensen the only thing anchoring him.
“I love you, Jared,” he heard Jensen say, the arms tightening painfully around him. But he liked the pain. As long as he could feel it, he was still alive. Still alive...
Leave me wishing still, for one more day
Leave me wishing still for one more day with you.
Fin.
Author:
evila_elfRating: PG
Pairing: J2 (SPN)
Word count: 814
Summary: If only we could spend one more day with the person we loved.
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen are real people and I claim no ownership (though I can dream).
Warnings: Deathfic and songfic.
Thanks to
daasgrrl for the read through and beta!Note: I couldn’t find an official music video for the song, but I was able to find a fan-made video for the song I used: One More Day by Diamond Rio. Go here if you want a listen.
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
Jared coughed, trying to muffle the sound with the edge of the comforter, hand weakly fisting the material to his lips until the spasm passed. He could taste blood in the back of his throat and a wave of terror passed over him, shiver rippling painfully up his spine.
“Jare?”
Damn. He had been trying not to wake Jensen up. The poor guy had barely slept the past two days. Hell, in the last two months. Since they’d found out...
“Jared?”
Jensen rested a gentle hand on Jared’s shoulder, giving it a little shake to get his attention.
Jared blinked loose from his fear and pain to look up and saw the relief in Jensen’s eyes. Jared swallowed, trying to look sheepish, not wanting Jensen to see how scared he really was. “Sorry. Didn’t want to wake you.” His throat was dry, making his voice sound foreign to his own ears.
Jared winced as sharp heated pains made his head throb, causing his vision to blur so bad he had to close his eyes to keep from throwing up. Blindly he reached up, trying to find Jensen.
“I’ve got you,” Jensen said, and Jared felt two hands take hold of his, stilling the trembling and warming it with a squeeze. Jensen’s voice also sounded funny, just as dry as Jared’s own. Maybe they could both go out for a couple of beers later. Later when he was all better. Like old times.
Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn’t ask for money
Or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished, for one more day with you
Closing his eyes felt good. Jensen’s warm hands felt good. He felt the bed shift as Jensen lay down again. He could feel a cough tickling the back of his throat, but swallowed the feeling down, trying to keep still, wanting Jensen to go back to sleep. His mama had always told him when he was a kid that things would be better in the morning. He had told Jensen that a few days ago - or was it a few weeks ago? - and all it had done was make Jensen’s eyes shine with tears before he had abruptly left the room. Maybe Jensen’s own mama had told him the same lies before.
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
He had to let go of Jensen’s hand to roll onto his side, more coughs shaking their way through him. Panting from the exertion that made his already aching muscles throb, he eased back and cracked his eyes open to look wearily at Jensen.
Jensen was rubbing his eyes, eyelashes damp. Then Jensen was reaching out to him, wrapping his arms around him in a loose hug, mindful of all his aches and pains.
First thing I’d do, is pray for time to crawl
I’d unplug the telephone
And keep the TV off
I’d hold you every second
Say a million I love yous
That’s what I’d do, with one more day with you
“Jen, please stop it.” Stop acting like I’m gonna die. I’m not. I’m not! There were so many things they had left to do together. A lifetime’s worth.
Jensen ignored him, burying his face against Jared’s shoulder, planting a gentle kiss to the skin. Then another. And another.
Jared turned his head, and Jensen caught his lips in a tender kiss, hands cradling his cheeks.
The look on Jensen’s face when he pulled away broke Jared’s heart, bringing tears to his eyes like no amount of pain ever could. They were both going to lose so much. Jensen’s thumbs brushed his tears away, then they were kissing again, tenderness replaced with desperation.
“I’m scared, Jen,” Jared whispered when the lips left his.
“Me too.”
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
Jared coughed and Jensen held him tighter. He felt like each cough was squeezing him, milking the air from his lungs and not wanting to let it back in, Jensen the only thing anchoring him.
“I love you, Jared,” he heard Jensen say, the arms tightening painfully around him. But he liked the pain. As long as he could feel it, he was still alive. Still alive...
Leave me wishing still, for one more day
Leave me wishing still for one more day with you.
Fin.
no subject
So painful and such a beautiful song....
no subject
Glad you liked(?) and I hope I didn't kill you too bad...not when a new season just started lol
no subject
no subject
Glad ya liked the fic :D
no subject
no subject
You gotta make it all better!
no subject