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errant_janeOkay, look. I don't even know where this came from. *hands* Misha-- whatever. I would normally wait until I had a longer bit, but it is almost 2:30 in the morning and posting seems like a good idea, right? And now that the other Misha story is out of the way...
A continuation. Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3
***
Even God had a day of rest and Misha figures, if it's good enough for God...
***
Misha gets home, eats, showers and checks the clock. As it turns out, it's early enough for him to make it to his favorite yoga class. He was pleased, upon arriving in Vancouver, to find that there was an Iyengar Yoga studio in town. Even more pleased when he met Chloe, his instructor.
She is tiny, made up of lean, corded muscles and sharp pixie features that somehow work to make her strikingly beautiful in an interesting way. She is also, in fact, the most spastic yoga instructor Misha has ever met. She quite frequently downs shots of espresso before a class and makes goofy jokes while demonstrating the poses.
It's a refreshing change of pace from the calm serenity one usually finds in an instructor and Misha adores her to pieces. For her charming goofiness, sure, but also because she is a genuinely sweet and caring person. Misha enjoys occasionally spending time with good people. It makes him feel virtuous by association.
So he goes to the class, even though it's a beginner's class and lays his mat down in the back of the room. Chloe skips up to him and says hi, because she greets everyone in her class by name. Her gift is making people feel special and important. Misha understands that people who are not him sometimes need help to feel this way.
"I'm thinking about committing immoral acts," he says by way of a greeting.
Chloe tilts her head. "So you've come to clear these thoughts from your mind?"
"Less clearing, more organizing them into a coherent plan of attack," he tells her.
She smiles like he just told her a sweet story about a kitten rather than an admission of intended debauchery. Misha likes Chloe because she is absolutely immune to all lines of his bullshit. She touches his arm and smiles again before bouncing off to greet the next student.
Misha likes the beginner's class, because he knows the poses, can follow on a purely physical level and let his mind wander.
His mind wanders to Jensen. Misha is not used to being blindsided. He is used to knowing what is going on before anyone else does and then controlling the situation in such a way that it works out in his best interests. People bringing him candy, for example. Though his powers are not, of course, limited to this.
Somehow, Jensen Ackles managed to blindside him, which is simply too delightful for words. Who would have thought that behind the "Aw, shucks!" Texas boy-next-door persona there was a gay superstar dying to get out?
Well, who besides Jared, who's been saying so all along. So, he guesses the real question is, who would have thought that Jared wasn't completely full of it? You can't bullshit a bullshitter, so Misha has been dismissing what Jared says all along as a matter of course.
He still doesn't think this is a bad policy overall.
So, the facts as he knows them are these:
1. Jensen wants him (who wouldn't?)
2. Jensen doesn't remember making sloppy passes at him (With any luck. If he does, it will severely limit Misha's ability to fuck with his head on this.)
3. Jared knows too much. (There is no way to make that particular statement not sound ominous.)
4. Maybe doing yoga after a pretty hard whiskey-drunk is not the best idea he's ever had. (At least it wasn't tequila?)
What he needs to do is decide on a course of action. Something beyond the vague, if satisfying, "Use my newfound knowledge to fuck with Jensen in fun and creative ways."
What he wants to do is take a nap.
When Chloe comes dancing up to him after class and says, "So do you want to come over and smoke?" what she means is, "You wanna get stoned and fuck?"
And the answer he comes up with is, "Sure, why the hell not?"
Later, when they're lying in bed, she laces her fingers together on his chest and rests her chin on them and asks, "So what devious deeds are you plotting now?"
Misha grins. "I think I'm going to have to seduce my coworker."
She laughs a deep throaty chuckle that only comes out when she's really high and says, "And by 'seduce' you mean 'play head games with and then fuck.'"
Despite them being on exactly the same page with regards to the casual status of their relationship, there are times when Misha wants to spontaneously propose to Chloe. There are times when he would mean it. "Something like that."
"Oh, Misha." She pushes herself up and swings her leg over him so that she's straddling his hips. Tilts her head and smiles, tracing random patterns lightly over his chest with her fingertips. "I think that ultimately, deep down you are a good person." She says it with the conviction of a little kid, as though saying it makes it true.
"I know you do," Misha says. "Despite my repeated attempts to disabuse you of that notion."
Something in his expression must tickle her, because she tosses her head back and laughs again. "Oh my lord, you are such a Leo." She is petting him now and he has the absurd desire to purr for her. "A Leo with a Sagittarius rising, I think. Maybe an Aries moon." She leans down to kiss him. "Fire, fire, fire." Each word punctuated with a kiss.
"What does that even mean?" he asks. This is not the first time she's said something along these lines.
"That you are comprised almost entirely of ego, charm, pride and cocky self-assuredness to the point of being nearly intolerable." The amused warmth in her voice makes it sound like a compliment.
Misha laughs because she basically just called him a self-centered asshole. "Yeah, that sounds about right."
She wrinkles her nose in a way that is absurdly adorable and says, "Be careful, Lion-man. Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should."
This is why it would never work out between them. They have fundamentally different views on life.
Part 4
A continuation. Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3
***
Even God had a day of rest and Misha figures, if it's good enough for God...
***
Misha gets home, eats, showers and checks the clock. As it turns out, it's early enough for him to make it to his favorite yoga class. He was pleased, upon arriving in Vancouver, to find that there was an Iyengar Yoga studio in town. Even more pleased when he met Chloe, his instructor.
She is tiny, made up of lean, corded muscles and sharp pixie features that somehow work to make her strikingly beautiful in an interesting way. She is also, in fact, the most spastic yoga instructor Misha has ever met. She quite frequently downs shots of espresso before a class and makes goofy jokes while demonstrating the poses.
It's a refreshing change of pace from the calm serenity one usually finds in an instructor and Misha adores her to pieces. For her charming goofiness, sure, but also because she is a genuinely sweet and caring person. Misha enjoys occasionally spending time with good people. It makes him feel virtuous by association.
So he goes to the class, even though it's a beginner's class and lays his mat down in the back of the room. Chloe skips up to him and says hi, because she greets everyone in her class by name. Her gift is making people feel special and important. Misha understands that people who are not him sometimes need help to feel this way.
"I'm thinking about committing immoral acts," he says by way of a greeting.
Chloe tilts her head. "So you've come to clear these thoughts from your mind?"
"Less clearing, more organizing them into a coherent plan of attack," he tells her.
She smiles like he just told her a sweet story about a kitten rather than an admission of intended debauchery. Misha likes Chloe because she is absolutely immune to all lines of his bullshit. She touches his arm and smiles again before bouncing off to greet the next student.
Misha likes the beginner's class, because he knows the poses, can follow on a purely physical level and let his mind wander.
His mind wanders to Jensen. Misha is not used to being blindsided. He is used to knowing what is going on before anyone else does and then controlling the situation in such a way that it works out in his best interests. People bringing him candy, for example. Though his powers are not, of course, limited to this.
Somehow, Jensen Ackles managed to blindside him, which is simply too delightful for words. Who would have thought that behind the "Aw, shucks!" Texas boy-next-door persona there was a gay superstar dying to get out?
Well, who besides Jared, who's been saying so all along. So, he guesses the real question is, who would have thought that Jared wasn't completely full of it? You can't bullshit a bullshitter, so Misha has been dismissing what Jared says all along as a matter of course.
He still doesn't think this is a bad policy overall.
So, the facts as he knows them are these:
1. Jensen wants him (who wouldn't?)
2. Jensen doesn't remember making sloppy passes at him (With any luck. If he does, it will severely limit Misha's ability to fuck with his head on this.)
3. Jared knows too much. (There is no way to make that particular statement not sound ominous.)
4. Maybe doing yoga after a pretty hard whiskey-drunk is not the best idea he's ever had. (At least it wasn't tequila?)
What he needs to do is decide on a course of action. Something beyond the vague, if satisfying, "Use my newfound knowledge to fuck with Jensen in fun and creative ways."
What he wants to do is take a nap.
When Chloe comes dancing up to him after class and says, "So do you want to come over and smoke?" what she means is, "You wanna get stoned and fuck?"
And the answer he comes up with is, "Sure, why the hell not?"
Later, when they're lying in bed, she laces her fingers together on his chest and rests her chin on them and asks, "So what devious deeds are you plotting now?"
Misha grins. "I think I'm going to have to seduce my coworker."
She laughs a deep throaty chuckle that only comes out when she's really high and says, "And by 'seduce' you mean 'play head games with and then fuck.'"
Despite them being on exactly the same page with regards to the casual status of their relationship, there are times when Misha wants to spontaneously propose to Chloe. There are times when he would mean it. "Something like that."
"Oh, Misha." She pushes herself up and swings her leg over him so that she's straddling his hips. Tilts her head and smiles, tracing random patterns lightly over his chest with her fingertips. "I think that ultimately, deep down you are a good person." She says it with the conviction of a little kid, as though saying it makes it true.
"I know you do," Misha says. "Despite my repeated attempts to disabuse you of that notion."
Something in his expression must tickle her, because she tosses her head back and laughs again. "Oh my lord, you are such a Leo." She is petting him now and he has the absurd desire to purr for her. "A Leo with a Sagittarius rising, I think. Maybe an Aries moon." She leans down to kiss him. "Fire, fire, fire." Each word punctuated with a kiss.
"What does that even mean?" he asks. This is not the first time she's said something along these lines.
"That you are comprised almost entirely of ego, charm, pride and cocky self-assuredness to the point of being nearly intolerable." The amused warmth in her voice makes it sound like a compliment.
Misha laughs because she basically just called him a self-centered asshole. "Yeah, that sounds about right."
She wrinkles her nose in a way that is absurdly adorable and says, "Be careful, Lion-man. Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should."
This is why it would never work out between them. They have fundamentally different views on life.
Part 4
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Date: 2009-06-13 06:21 pm (UTC)also adding Chloe was a delightful touch as she seems a fun counterpoint to Misha while basically edgeing him on!
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Date: 2009-06-13 06:30 pm (UTC)also adding Chloe was a delightful touch as she seems a fun counterpoint to Misha while basically edgeing him on!
*beams* Thank you!!
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Date: 2009-06-13 06:52 pm (UTC)I want Jen and Chloe to meet...
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Date: 2009-06-13 07:38 pm (UTC)Hmmmm. *ponders*
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Date: 2009-06-13 08:05 pm (UTC)yes! ponder away!!