So, FYI, I just stayed up til two fucking thirty in the morning rereading this series. And I am shocked to report that this is my favorite chapter by far, despite the lack of prOn. Seriously, shocked.

Anyway, cheers to you and your mad Misha/Jensen channeling skills -- emotional futwittage and all! *toasts with imaginary bourbon & ginger on the rocks b/c I have a mad sweet tooth, am southern, and that's the closest approximation to scotch as I can get*

More, please? Or do you think you've reached the end of the line on this particular series?

*G* I'm a horrible influence, horrible! That actually makes me a little (no wait, a lot) giddy. If for no other reason than it means my poor apocafic is not immediately doomed to failure.

Thank you! *swirls a Blimey in solidarity* I am a southerly translpanted Yank but I still love a martini-variety now and again.

While I think we're nearing the close of this particular tale, there is at least one more Jensen POV and perhaps an epilogue. Of course, my muse may go batty again and change it up on me since I was under the (apparently mistaken) impression that this was going to involve a lot more missing each other and the point. But then she regurgitated Jensen's little speech. So, *hands* my original intent when this started was a serires of fun PWP pieces. Oh self, so silly.

I am currently debating the merits of being late for work so I can read this. I have come to a compromise: read it on my way to work on my phone! So I may not leave a comment till after work, jsyk :D

*G* Don't end up with point on your record on my account! I think this is a fair compromise indeed! Duly noted.

Only he has the right to pull strings. THIS. Trufax if ever i've seen it.

I love how Misha has clearly invested himself in Jensen even though he thinks he's just playing and knows it could all go belly up. His pain when he thinks it has is gorgeous, and poor confused Jensen who can't say what he means and is basically just being blown around by Hurricane Misha and trying to make sense of it all - I love it. Misha is such a force of nature that he doesn't quite realise the effect he has on people (besides how he wants to make them feel, of course :D).

IKR?!!!

Of course he has, Misha tends to underestimate the effect other people will have on him just as much as he underestimates the effect he has on other people. While he doesn't often run across someone he wants to pin to his life permanently, when he does it throws him for a bit of a loop. Especially if they seem to be against the idea of being pinned.

Thank you, bb. I will try to finish your pornings tonight if I can unearth time around the laundry, cleaning, and packing.

Oh holidays. X(

*flail*

Have I told you I love you recently, because, yeah, I LOVE YOU

This is fantastic, you have such a beautiful way of writing and the emotions are very real and tangible.

Hoping to see more soon!!

*blushes and grins*

I can't recall, but THANK YOU!!!

I'm all a flutter, srsly. Thank you, thank you. I try to make sure they have the proper weight, especially with these sorts of pieces where the emotion is the primary source of plot.

The Jensen POV is alredy started. Shhh. Though this does seem to be quickly winding it's way to completion.

This was lovely, so much was said with so little dialogue (iykwim), I do hope you are planning on another chapter of this as I really want to know what happens next. Thanks

:) Thank you so much! Though I anticipate we're nearing the end, we're not there quite yet. Who knows, the muse may go off the reservation and throw a giant wrench in the works that leads to far more story than I currently anticipate.

Thank you!

and patting my writerly hand
Hmmm... I was under the impression that the patting of other body-parts was involved too...*looks innocently at K*

Loved it. But then, you already knew that. :D

Well, y'know ;)

Thank you, bb. Really and truly.

*sighs and purrs and is very contented*

For some reason, this line just made me happy. :D
But this is Jensen, and Jensen muddles.

*goes back to her land of denial*

It's really a rather schmoopified ending, isn't it? FTW self?

I'm kind of fond of that one too :D

I won't tell anyone! Promise!

Thank you!

I want to curl up inside of this verse and never leave its delicious, scotch-smoky confines.

The tension in their dialogue is utterly amazing and I love the conclusion (half-conclusion?) that is, at least mostly, drawn at the end. They're not quite on the same page, but they're getting there. I'm not sure anyone could ever be on the same page as Misha considering I think he's an entirely different book altogether, but Jensen's getting close and that's what counts. Because man, yeah, they are beautiful together.

I love this and you, but you already knew that. It bears repeating, though. \o/

*curls up with you* I'm not kidding when I said that I was all O.O that they seemed more talky than I anticipated. I don't want to let them go, but there's a fine line I also don't want to cross. Perhaps musey-muse will toss a wrench in the works I am not anticipating and then laaaaugh. Srsly, the best way to ensure it's not almost over is to say, "Oh hai, I guess it's almost over." Contrary brain is contrary.

They're not tense guys by nature, but guys + feelings = tension, even if one of those guys is Misha because he kind of cares what the answer is in this case :) It's like a book and a billboard. They both communicate information, but one of these things is not like the other. I love him for that. SO MUCH. I have a feeling (I don't know why I'd even say feeling, because I know) that Jensen's courage isn't bulletproof. Leaps of faith sort of make you want a big cushy stunt bag to fall into on the other side. Misha...well, y'know - Misha's Misha.

Thank you, bb. I love you too! That also bears repeating. I don't know why I'm being such a needy brat today, but I AM.

*holds the sweet broken silly boys tight*

Oh, I loved this so fucking much! It just . . . I said it before and I'll say it again--this is how I picture (the fictional versions of) Jensen and Misha to be. You've captured their voices perfectly.

And my god what I wouldn't give to see a shirtless Misha making breakfast while a sleep-tousled Jensen leans against the wall watching him . . . . . *purrs*

Lovely, as always!!

*helps you!*

Thank you :D These are only two of the many incarnations living in my head. Some things are universal though, so there is that. THANK YOU!!!

Um. Yeah. I. I started to write the next Jensen POV during lunch and I had to put it away. Heh. Um. Yeah.

*twirls again*

I've managed to ignore all my homework to reread the old installments of this verse and then read the new chapter.

Your insanely beautiful way of weaving the intricate mess of Misha's brain is about as close to poetry that I have seen without breaking into the cheesy territories of lyrical rhyming.

Please tell me there will be reprieve for the boys soon, my heart is aching with all this tension

I'm a horrible influence. It's actually terrifying. :) Is it wrong to be all \o/ my stories prevail over homeworks? HRM.

Thank you so, so much! I luff him desperately. Both of them actually.

Jensen POV is already started and I hope to have it out sooner. (Man, what's wrong with me and my month between installments program) At some point I'm sure the tension will ease, but where's the fun in that?

THANK YOU, AGAIN!