![]() ![]() As overbearing as she can be at times, he loves that she tries so hard to make up for the mother Jensen should have had. Jared smiles and leans over to kiss her on the cheek. Who cares if a few things get broken, it’s not like we need them. But there’s no need for him to be so nervous. “He wanted to come,” Jared says patiently, “it’s not that.” ![]() ![]() ![]() Family should be together at Thanksgiving.” His mother smiles like she knows exactly what he’s thinking. He doesn’t know if that’s normal for people as close as they are, or if it’s Jensen’s magic trying to pull him back home. Guess he’s just missing your giant ass.”), but Jared can’t help feeling anxious and out of sorts, like he’s stuck in the wrong place at the wrong time, the way he always feels when they’re apart. Chris has kept him updated about every tiny little detail, including Jensen’s sleeping and eating habits (“He looks tired, but he won’t tell me what’s bugging him. As great as it’s been these last four days, sleeping in late and eating his mother’s wonderful cooking, he can’t wait to get back to New York and Jensen. Jared rolls his eyes even if she has a point. “Well, it was nice seeing you, honey, even if you spent most of your time moping,” his mother says as she swings the car into the drop-off lane at the airport. ![]()
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