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This was almost certainly not worth the excessive wait. 'Another Man's Clothes' fic!

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There was a knock on Jensen's bedroom door.

"No," he said, not looking up from his book.

The door opened a moment later and Jensen was entirely unsurprised when Jared's head poked round the corner.

"Whatever happened to 'go away'?"

"It's been usurped by the equally appropriate, entirely unequivocal 'no'," Jensen deadpanned as Jared walked in like he owned the place.

"Keats again?" Jared guessed, with a grin in his voice.

Jensen shook his head and tilted the book so Jared could read the cover. "Wordsworth. And my answer's still 'no'."

"But you don't even know what I was going to say," Jared protested.

"I'm not going to Misha's Halloween party," Jensen clarified and Jared made a face.

"Okay, fine, maybe you do know, but that's no excuse." The mattress dipped dramatically as Jared flung himself down on the bed and Jensen glared at him when he got jostled by the movement.

"Do I need to add the 'go away' in after all?" he demanded.

"Come on, Jensen." Jared settled into what Jensen thought looked like a remarkably uncomfortable position: angled flat on his back in the limited space, head nearly level with Jensen's stomach and legs hooked over the footboard, one foot on the floor. "It'll be fun."

Jensen did what he thought was an admirable job of not reaching out to thread his fingers through Jared's unruly hair. He turned the page instead. "No, it won't. I'm not going. You can tell Misha to go fuck himself sideways."

"Eloquent, but I'm pretty sure that's Vicki's job." Jared snuggled closer and gave Jensen his patented 'hopeful puppy' face. "Please? I've got the most awesome matching costumes and if you make me go by myself I'm going to look like a fool."

"You always look like a fool."

Jared wrinkled his nose at him. "Jackass. But seriously, Bert without Ernie is just dumb. You wouldn't do that to me, would you?"

Jensen lowered his book to give Jared a flat look. "You are not seriously expecting me to dress up like a Sesame Street character."

"Kirk and Spock, actually," Jared said. He grinned. "I just wanted to see you make that face."

Jensen had to admit it. "Okay, that's pretty cool."

Jared brightened. "So you'll come? You're going to look so fucking sexy in the uniform."

"You have a thing about me in other people's clothes, don't you?"

"Not true." Jared leered at him. "I also have a thing for you in no clothes at all."

Jensen rolled his eyes. "My wardrobe and I are deeply offended by that. And still not convinced."

"I can sweeten the deal," Jared said. "Literally and sexually."

Despite himself, Jensen smiled at the eager expression on Jared's face. "Only you would consider obscene amounts of Halloween candy as an effective bribe for anybody over the age of twelve."

"You're just a candy Scrooge. I'll tell Misha I blackmailed you into coming, if you like."

Jensen sighed. "You're not going to let this go, are you?" Jared shook his head and Jensen very deliberately set aside his book. "In that case, I expect a ridiculous number of blowjobs between now and Halloween, and if Misha gloats even once the deal's off."

"Gotcha." Jared rolled over onto his side and gave Jensen an absolutely wicked smile. "Guess I better get started, then."

"I'd say so, yes."