Love Letter from a Hacker
Fandom: The Losers
Character : Jensen with mentions of Cougar
Word Count : 633
Rating : PG-13
Written for the prompt : Any, any, a love letter left behind for posterity, because if history will judge them for it, they may as well have all the facts.
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Dear Cougar,
Know this . . . I've loved you a long time, but not since I first met you. When I first met you, I saw the Hat and I didn't see you, so obviously I was unable to analyze your hotness factor in the first instance. Also you know the whole Army and team thing . . . I wasn't looking! I wasn't!
So the fact I fell in love with you was not my fault at all. I blame it all on you. Firstly, you wooed me. No, don't deny it. I saw the sneaky, snipery smirks that you kept throwing my way. Secondly, there was the whole saving my ass thing; what's not to love about that? I mean, of course, it was a brotherly, teamly, entirely macho love that was totally okay. But then I think I was hit by a bug while we trekked through a jungle . . . or maybe it was when we hiked over a desert . . . or possibly crawled across a mountain path . . . I can't be sure which specifically, but bug there definitely was, one of the mutant variety and it bit me and then . . . then my teamly, brotherly love for you morphed. That's a funny word, isn't it? 'Morphed', kind of makes me want to giggle.
Anyway, the point is, my love for you changed and I attempted to hide it, sit on it, squash it, deny it and all that stuff, but you, my friend, are too awesome for words. Your awesomeness knows no bounds and so combined with your hotness, I fell. I fell head over heels, completely and utterly in love with you and wanted to have hot sex with you. I'd have added make beautiful babies with you, but for obvious reasons, that wasn't going to be on the cards. There is no way I'm going through that kind of medical procedure, thank you very much, no matter how much I love you.
Cougar, in the words of Bryan Adams, I would fight for you, I'd lie for you, Walk the wire for you. I'd die for you. . . I wouldn't, however, be party to any experimental medical procedures to turn me into a woman, so I could have beautiful snipery children with you! So don't even think about asking.
I could start listing all the things I love about you, but you'd only get embarrassed. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day . . . Nah, old hat, someone else got there first and you deserve something that's totally more . . . ME! Let's just say, you're hot, you're awesome, you're mine and leave it at that, shall we? I'm happy, of course, to be yours at any time, any place and in any way that you should be able to think of . . . public decency aside.
I hope you feel like you deserve me . . . and in a good way, not an 'I've been so wicked in my life, I deserve to spend eternity with Jensen, kind of way!' Yeah, I really hope you don't feel that way, because I love you, Cougs, and that's what I've wanted to tell you almost forever, but not quite and I wanted to add to it that I pretty much figure the feeling is here to stay, you know, for the rest of forever. I'm kind of pleased that it feels that way.
Jake.