So, once upon a time I signed up for the Cockles Big Bang and then… nothing happened. But I had an entire fic written for it. Why let perfectly good Cockles go to waste?
I’ll be posting a new chapter every Tuesday!
Misha and Jensen have it figured out, which is a miracle in and of its own considering the lives they lead, but miracles are fleeting and often not built to last. It’s a tough pill to swallow especially when they had thought they were going to be the exception.
Today was gonna be the day
But they’ll never throw it back to you
By now you should’ve somehow
Realized what you’re not to do
I don’t believe that anybody
Feels the way I do, about you now
The first time they kissed, they were drunk on an amazing bottle of bourbon that Misha gave Jensen to celebrate his engagement to Danneel. Jensen was supposed to share it with her but they opened it anyways and after watching Misha sip out of one of his glencairn glasses all night, his throat working as he swallowed the amber liquid with each drink, Jensen was done. Switched to autopilot, he calmly put his glass down, pulled the glass out of Misha’s hand, and slipped his arm around Misha’s waist. Pushing Misha back into the couch, he zoned into the curve where Misha’s neck and shoulder met and worked his mouth diligently up Misha’s throat and to his mouth. They kissed each other swollen and chapped until the sun came up the next day.