Title: A Fine Line
Author: Bent137
Rating: R, but just a precaution
Improv: hourglass, plush, forbidden, arouse, vicious
Disclaimer: I own the idea, that's all.
Authors Note: This is split... into parts. Not chapters since they're all on one page, but parts. Prologue, Jess's POV, Dean's POV, and Epilogue.
Spoilers: Season Two

A Fine Line

Prologue

'Like sands through the hourglass, such are the days of our lives,' the television droned. Jess finally clicked it off, daytime TV just plain sucked. The summer had been more boring than he had thought. He knew that when he came back things would change but he hadn't expected this. He'd been enrolled in summer school, but that didn't begin for another week. He tried to help out at the diner, but it was fairly deserted as half of Stars Hollow had left on vacation. With Rory in Washington he was left to his own devices. He pushed himself off of the plush cushions of the couch, grabbed a book and walked out the door. Little did he know the events that happened next would rock his world onto it's side.

Jess's Point of View

I left the diner and walked to the bridge where I'd had lunch with Rory. I lowered myself onto the wooden planks and swung my legs over the edge. The water was higher than usual. I could tell because it grazed the bottoms of my sneakers. I watched a chipmunk scurrying around at the base of an oak tree on the left bank. Then I turned my attention to the right bank, where a turtle was climbing up to sun itself on a rock. Finally my book got my attention, and held it. I was so wrapped up in it I didn't know he was there until a branch snapped under his step. My head snapped up from the book and when I saw who it was I braced myself for a vicious attack.

Dean's Point of View

When I'd gone to the bridge as a short cut I hadn't expected to see him there. I froze, taking in his intense concentration on his book. Oddly enough, it reminded me of Rory. I took a step forward then promptly stopped, as a twig snapped under foot. His head snapped up and suddenly I was reminded of a deer. He licked his lips to wet them and my eyes widened. I was not having these thoughts, I couldn't be. My feet began moving while the rest of me was preoccupied with chastising myself. This was Jess, he was obnoxious and rude. I am supposed to hate him. He's a he, for crying out loud. He's forbidden in so many ways. Before I knew it I was standing in front of him and he had stood up. "Uh, hey," he said awkwardly. That's when I dipped my head and crushed my lips to his.

Epilogue

And that's how it began, with Dean and Jess. Together on the bridge, tongues interlocking, hearts pounding, hormones raging, blood racing to their arousal. Both wondering what the hell was happening, both wondering why they felt so good. There in Stars Hollow stood two boys, so similar, yet worlds apart. There in Stars Hollow kissed two teens, who had been sworn enemies. They always did say there was a fine line between love and hate.