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spn_j2_xmas 2016 Secret Santa gift exchange for souslelys

Title: The Gift
Author: meus_venator
Art: meus_venator
Editors/Alphas/Beta's extraordinaire: fufaraw and onlythefireborn. Thanks for bearing with me guys. My wonky brain still ain't quite right.
Pairing/Characters: Jared/Jensen (Jared is 28/Jensen 26 years)
Word count/Medium: 33k
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Kidnap, zipties, possible drugging
Tags: Schmoop, Blind!Jensen, Doctor!Jared, Chris Kane, Danneel (not married to Jensen), lots of snow, Christmas

Summary: Jared was a lonely doctor with gifts, Jensen was a lonely musician with problems, but it would take a lot of Christmas magic to make things all work out.

Dear souslelys, I am so in awe of your beautiful Forever is a lonely number (Everyone else go read it if you haven't! NOW, NOW, NOW!)
I hope you enjoy this. I tried to use several of your prompts. I may have gone a bit crazy : )

List up to five prompts (optional):
Anything featuring the above likes is fine! But if you need ideas -
1) Powers!Sam seducing Dean (can RPF this if you want!)
2) “What will $50 get me?”
3) Some good, old-fashioned wooing via kidnapping
4) Love at second sight
5) Paperman-inspired~ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_e_aAWy6QjA)



With a weary exhale, Jared collapsed, exhausted, onto the bench in front of his locker. He rocked his head back and forth, listening to the snap and crackle of his joints, then rolled his shoulders to get out the kinks that seemed permanently embedded after seven hours of surgery. The coronary arterial bypass surgery had gone well – damn well, if he were being honest with himself. The chances were good that Amy would make a speedy recovery, especially with all the extra care Jared had put into it. Now, he just needed to stay awake long enough to do his rounds and check in on his other patients one last time, then he could head home and fall into bed. Pulling off his green scrub top, he balled it up lightly and tossed it ten feet to the linen hamper at the end of the aisle. “He shoots, he scoressss!” Jared rubbed his hands tiredly across his face.

( Book cover under the cut... )