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angelgazing) wrote2010-05-31 11:59 pm
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cause another brother notice me
I love my family, but by god they are exhausting.
I've um, spent the majority of the night watching Glee clips to recuperate. Well, it started out that way, and then quickly devolved into watching clips from interviews and behind the scene things. Now, aside from my sudden and ridiculous ZOMG PUCK/KURT 4EVA OTP OMG thing I've developed, I uh... look Chris Colfer is just a baby. I want to take him home and feed him cookies and tell him what an awesome kid he is, ok.
...Mark Salling, on the other hand, I, uh, may be considering for my J2 country singer AU. He's from Dallas! He listens very carefully in interviews! He constantly says, "Yes, ma'am."
Just think! Jensen's laughing, kinda rough from all the smoke in the room, and Jared can't help but smile at the way it makes his eyes crinkle. At how happy he looks coming off the stage, like a different person altogether. He speaks now with a drawl in his voice he didn't have before, like "The Weight" lifted a weight off of him. Left him stronger, more relaxed, more confident. Happier.
The noise in the background gives Jared a valid excuse to lean in closer than he probably should, curving his spine under the pretense of not being able to hear Jensen's order--like he hasn't been drinking the same thing all night. "On me," Jared says, and hopes that Chad chokes on that fucking peanut he inhales at what he calls Jared's Lady-I'd-Treat-You-Right smile, despite the fact that Jared hasn't used it on a lady since he was a junior in high school. "For playing a song I didn't mind hearing," he adds, like he has no idea who Chad is, or any feelings one way or another on his possibly imminent death.
Jensen laughs, leaning in, fingers wrapping around the neck of Bud Light Jared's extending, when, naturally, Mark gets up on stage.
Mark plays the guitar like he's bleeding it. He doesn't sing so much as croon. He doesn't look at the crowd so much as smolder at it.
Mark is Jared's sworn enemy. Well, at least on open mic night.
::clears throat:: As you were
I've um, spent the majority of the night watching Glee clips to recuperate. Well, it started out that way, and then quickly devolved into watching clips from interviews and behind the scene things. Now, aside from my sudden and ridiculous ZOMG PUCK/KURT 4EVA OTP OMG thing I've developed, I uh... look Chris Colfer is just a baby. I want to take him home and feed him cookies and tell him what an awesome kid he is, ok.
...Mark Salling, on the other hand, I, uh, may be considering for my J2 country singer AU. He's from Dallas! He listens very carefully in interviews! He constantly says, "Yes, ma'am."
Just think! Jensen's laughing, kinda rough from all the smoke in the room, and Jared can't help but smile at the way it makes his eyes crinkle. At how happy he looks coming off the stage, like a different person altogether. He speaks now with a drawl in his voice he didn't have before, like "The Weight" lifted a weight off of him. Left him stronger, more relaxed, more confident. Happier.
The noise in the background gives Jared a valid excuse to lean in closer than he probably should, curving his spine under the pretense of not being able to hear Jensen's order--like he hasn't been drinking the same thing all night. "On me," Jared says, and hopes that Chad chokes on that fucking peanut he inhales at what he calls Jared's Lady-I'd-Treat-You-Right smile, despite the fact that Jared hasn't used it on a lady since he was a junior in high school. "For playing a song I didn't mind hearing," he adds, like he has no idea who Chad is, or any feelings one way or another on his possibly imminent death.
Jensen laughs, leaning in, fingers wrapping around the neck of Bud Light Jared's extending, when, naturally, Mark gets up on stage.
Mark plays the guitar like he's bleeding it. He doesn't sing so much as croon. He doesn't look at the crowd so much as smolder at it.
Mark is Jared's sworn enemy. Well, at least on open mic night.
::clears throat:: As you were