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your love (tastes a lot like betrayal)

Notes: Amellecki ficlet, with mentions of J2. This is just a a quick little thing that I wanted to write after the J2 Twitter drama. Hope you enjoy it.

Jared stared numbly at his phone, his eyes darting over the text, but not really processing it. Another text from Jensen. Another half-assed, bullshit apology. Jared wasn’t buying it, and if he was completely honest, was thinking about just blocking the guy. Jared had endured quite enough grief for the day; he didn’t need to be subjected to any more.

Jared, please. Give me a chance to explain.

“Jesus Christ, let it go already,” Jared murmured, fingers pressed to his temples as he squeezed his eyes shut. Maybe that was the solution. Maybe, just maybe, if he thought hard enough, he could make the shit-show of a day disappear. Maybe Jared could will the whole scenario out of existence.

If only.

With a heavy sigh, Jared forced himself off of his couch and ambled into the kitchen to fix himself a drink. He knew, on a deeper level, that drinking was the worst thing he could do right now. He knew that it was the least effective way to deal with his problems. But on a surface level? Jared really didn’t give a shit. If getting hammered helped him to put the day’s events behind him, then he would gladly do it. Screw the consequences.

Bzzz! Bzzz!

“Christ’s sake, Ackles.” Jared slammed the fridge shut, his drink forgotten, and picked up his phone. He contemplated telling Jensen to fuck all the way off, and his fingers hovered over the keypad to do so, until Jared realized that the text in question wasn’t from Jensen, but rather from someone else. A friend. A confidant. Someone that he could trust. Then again, Jared had thought he could trust Jensen, too, and look where it had gotten him. But this guy had done nothing to him. He’d been nothing but kind and supportive of Jared, and offered up his home to Jared many times.

I just saw your Tweets. You gonna be okay?

Stephen Amell. One of Jared’s best friends, and an absolute sweetheart of a guy. Stephen and Jared had clicked ever since they met, and it was no secret that Stephen adored Jared. He’d made that fact known, both privately and publicly. And although Jared’s feelings for Stephen weren’t quite the same, he still respected and loved the guy. Amell’s gushy sentiments and open crush on him was something that Jared had to admit that he liked. Also, Amell’s feelings for Jared had always made Jensen wildly jealous, so that was a bonus as well.

Yeah, Jared had enjoyed yanking Jensen’s chain. He’d be lying if he said that he didn’t like the way Jensen reacted, and he definitely loved reaping the benefits of Jensen’s jealousy. The sex was a million times hotter when Jensen was jealous, angry, or both (double whammy!).

Jared couldn’t help but smile as he typed out a reply.

Hanging in there.

Not exactly the truth, but not exactly a lie, either. Jared walked back into the living room, plopped down on the couch, and toed his shoes and socks off, then sank into the plush velvet of the couch. He could fall asleep like this, honestly. He felt drained, totally exhausted. Needless to say, he hadn’t slept much the night before, and Jared didn’t think he’d be sleeping much tonight, either.

The buzz of the phone snapped Jared out of his thoughts, and he wearily picked the phone up. He knew that Stephen meant well, and he was enjoying talking to his friend, but at the same time, Jared was all full up on interaction for the day. But he didn’t want to tell Amell that, and hurt his feelings. And truth be told, Jared didn’t want to be alone.

Do you need anything? I can swing by if you’d like.

Jared considered the question for a few seconds. Stephen was in the area, and Jared wouldn’t mind seeing him, just for a little while. They could shoot hoops, hit the treadmills, go for a run, watch movies, whatever. What he needed right now wasn’t texts from Jensen, or calls from his family asking him if everything was okay, or even other cast members checking in on him. What Jared needed right now, more than anything, was distraction. If Amell was more than willing to provide that, then Jared would eagerly take advantage of it.

The decision was final. Jared was going to invite Stephen to come over. After the day’s horrible events, he could use a friend. And if Jensen happened to find out about it, even better. Jared smirked and made a mental note to take a butt-load of pictures of himself and Stephen to post on both Twitter and the Gram later.

I’d like that. Door’s unlocked for you.

Roger that, was Stephen’s response.

Jared put his phone on do not disturb, set his phone down on the coffee table, and leaned back against the couch again. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax while he waited for Stephen.

The day had been a shit show, for certain, but maybe he would be able to forget about that for a little while. He could worry about dealing with Jensen in the morning.

Fin.

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