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shanachie_quillTitle: Pretty Pretty Jensen in the Field
Characters: The Losers as a team
Fandom: Losers
Summary: Jensen really just wants to know if he’s pretty.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: They’re military; they swear
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me.
Author's Note: So this was supposed to be a one off, but everyone kept requesting a sequel. And I got to talking to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
emocezi and decided that I really could do another one. But seriously, this is it, y’all. Enjoy!
Generally within a few minutes of them piling into the chopper, Jensen pulled his laptop out and got to work on it. This morning though, he seemed more interested in his fingernails (which were still pink and sparkly despite Cougar’s best efforts) than anything else. He kept picking up his hands and looking at them, then holding them so Cougar or Pooch could see them better. “Are they pretty?” he asked when he didn’t get a reaction from either man after a little bit.
“Well, they’re certainly eye catching,” Pooch replied.
“But are they pretty?” Jensen insisted.
“I have no idea. They sure look like something a little kid would do,” Pooch responded. “Or a girl.” He pushed the other man away from him. “Why don’t you bug someone else?”
Jensen pouted for a minute (which on any other man would look seriously disturbing, but was honestly just Jensen) before turning his attention to Cougar. The sniper had pulled his hat lower over his eyes when Pooch answered the younger man and for all intents and purposes looked to be sound asleep. Jensen knew better though. Cougar never slept deeply when they were out in the field and he was always aware of Jensen.
Now Jensen crept a hand towards his hat, intending to swipe it long enough to get the other man’s attention. Right before his fingers would have landed on the brim, Cougar’s hand darted out (without his eyes ever seeming to open) and grasped Jensen’s wrist. “Never,” he growled, “touch. The hat.”
“Heh, sure, Cougs,” Jensen laughed uneasily. He knew his friend would never really hurt him, but the tight grip was enough to make him think twice. “I just wanted to talk to you.”
Cougar pushed his hat up a bit with a finger, cracking an eye open to look at the tech. He didn’t say anything, merely stared at the other man, and waited.
Jensen tilted himself to the side, laying his head on Cougar’s shoulder, and asked, “Am I pretty?”
Shaking his head, Cougar smirked at the question. From anyone else, it would sound weird, but it was par for the course with Jensen. Cougar waggled his hand from side to side as if to indicate the other man sort of was.
“I’m not pretty?” Jensen’s voice took on a pouting quality.
“Really?” Pooch asked from their other side. “You’re really gonna pout over that?”
“But I wanna know if I’m pretty,” Jensen replied. “Jackie took all the time to paint my nails and all. And told me I’d be pretty.” He batted his eyes at Cougar. “So am I pretty?”
Clay and Roque had been studiously ignoring the conversation up until now, but apparently Roque couldn’t keep his mouth shut any longer. “You’re a grown man, asshole. Act like it.”
Jensen flipped him off, waving his finger so the sparkles arched in the light of the chopper. “I am. I’m a pretty, pretty grown man. Aren’t I pretty, Cougar?”
That was the last straw for the rest of the team. “Shut UP, Jensen!” the entire team yelled.
Characters: The Losers as a team
Fandom: Losers
Summary: Jensen really just wants to know if he’s pretty.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: They’re military; they swear
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me.
Author's Note: So this was supposed to be a one off, but everyone kept requesting a sequel. And I got to talking to
emocezi and decided that I really could do another one. But seriously, this is it, y’all. Enjoy!Generally within a few minutes of them piling into the chopper, Jensen pulled his laptop out and got to work on it. This morning though, he seemed more interested in his fingernails (which were still pink and sparkly despite Cougar’s best efforts) than anything else. He kept picking up his hands and looking at them, then holding them so Cougar or Pooch could see them better. “Are they pretty?” he asked when he didn’t get a reaction from either man after a little bit.
“Well, they’re certainly eye catching,” Pooch replied.
“But are they pretty?” Jensen insisted.
“I have no idea. They sure look like something a little kid would do,” Pooch responded. “Or a girl.” He pushed the other man away from him. “Why don’t you bug someone else?”
Jensen pouted for a minute (which on any other man would look seriously disturbing, but was honestly just Jensen) before turning his attention to Cougar. The sniper had pulled his hat lower over his eyes when Pooch answered the younger man and for all intents and purposes looked to be sound asleep. Jensen knew better though. Cougar never slept deeply when they were out in the field and he was always aware of Jensen.
Now Jensen crept a hand towards his hat, intending to swipe it long enough to get the other man’s attention. Right before his fingers would have landed on the brim, Cougar’s hand darted out (without his eyes ever seeming to open) and grasped Jensen’s wrist. “Never,” he growled, “touch. The hat.”
“Heh, sure, Cougs,” Jensen laughed uneasily. He knew his friend would never really hurt him, but the tight grip was enough to make him think twice. “I just wanted to talk to you.”
Cougar pushed his hat up a bit with a finger, cracking an eye open to look at the tech. He didn’t say anything, merely stared at the other man, and waited.
Jensen tilted himself to the side, laying his head on Cougar’s shoulder, and asked, “Am I pretty?”
Shaking his head, Cougar smirked at the question. From anyone else, it would sound weird, but it was par for the course with Jensen. Cougar waggled his hand from side to side as if to indicate the other man sort of was.
“I’m not pretty?” Jensen’s voice took on a pouting quality.
“Really?” Pooch asked from their other side. “You’re really gonna pout over that?”
“But I wanna know if I’m pretty,” Jensen replied. “Jackie took all the time to paint my nails and all. And told me I’d be pretty.” He batted his eyes at Cougar. “So am I pretty?”
Clay and Roque had been studiously ignoring the conversation up until now, but apparently Roque couldn’t keep his mouth shut any longer. “You’re a grown man, asshole. Act like it.”
Jensen flipped him off, waving his finger so the sparkles arched in the light of the chopper. “I am. I’m a pretty, pretty grown man. Aren’t I pretty, Cougar?”
That was the last straw for the rest of the team. “Shut UP, Jensen!” the entire team yelled.
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18/10/10 18:15 (UTC)(really JDM has got to do a porno! *runs off*)
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18/10/10 18:38 (UTC)(Haha Ya know...he doesn't do much for me, but I have other friends, yeah.)
Did you read the first half of this? There's like a whole reason I wrote this and all...but there's a story that comes before this.
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18/10/10 18:57 (UTC)In fact if memory serves me right it was on a shite day that I read the first half and it made me smile and laugh a lot. :)
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18/10/10 19:58 (UTC)Oh, I'm glad it helped :-)
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18/10/10 20:33 (UTC)So I'm probably gonna switch to Leverage for a bit and finish up a couple of things and go back to the smut later. Since yes, I was laughing at it too.
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18/10/10 20:41 (UTC)(no subject)
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18/10/10 20:00 (UTC)Of course...this? *points* Is not helping me get the um...more risque (shall we just say it--the porn) I need to write for him...done. *head desk*
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18/10/10 20:29 (UTC)Jensen = Dorkus Maximus
And yes, J, you are pretty. A pretty, pretty grown man.
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18/10/10 20:32 (UTC)Haha oh the Latin.
*giggles* Yes, yes he is. And we love him for it.
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18/10/10 22:28 (UTC)Jensen is exhausting to read about, let alone live with!
I loved this :)
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19/10/10 00:55 (UTC)LOL he's exhausting to write about too.
Kewl beans. I had some issues getting to this...so I'm glad it works :-)
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19/10/10 20:31 (UTC)*facepalm* my god, that was cheesy!
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19/10/10 20:52 (UTC)LOL it was cheesy, but awesome.
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19/10/10 03:10 (UTC)(no subject)
19/10/10 03:21 (UTC)Yes the crack was apparently strong today. Glad you enjoy.
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19/10/10 03:21 (UTC)Also I think this (“Really?” Pooch asked from their other side. “You’re really gonna pout over that?”) was a ridiculously in-character thing for Pooch to say. *bows humbly*
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19/10/10 03:30 (UTC)And I should probably be more disturbed that I hear voices...but nope.
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19/10/10 03:41 (UTC)JENSEN, I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER.
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19/10/10 04:08 (UTC)I know! This is my kinda crack :-)
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19/10/10 16:27 (UTC)Yes! This is a perfect line and the whole thing about him wanting them to tell him he's pretty is so...Jensen it's awesome!
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19/10/10 19:04 (UTC)I thought so too. Glad you enjoyed it!
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12/12/10 05:30 (UTC)I think he's pretty and adorable...but that's just my opinion. :-)
Glad you enjoyed!
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