Title:  Fools Rush In
Author:  Grampy Volvo
Archive:  Yup.  If you ask first.
Feedback:  STRONGLY ENCOURAGED.  Even if it is harsh.
Pairing:  Jay/ Silent Bob
Rating:  PG-13 for content, R for language.
Warning:  Songfic.  First attempt at PG-13 with this pairing.  
Written very late at night.
A/N:  I'm not entirely sure I used the phrase "Fuckin' A" correctly, 
but I think I got my point across anyway.  The song is "Ladies and 
Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space" by Spiritualized.
Disclaimer:  I don't own a thing.  I don't make any money off of 
this.  This is just good, clean fun.  Well, at least good fun.  ;)

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All Jay and Silent Bob could hear as they stared at the blank TV 
screen was the rain's assault on their windows.  They sat lazily on 
the couch, knowing better than to go out in such weather to smoke, 
not knowing what to do instead.  Bob peered at the various piles of 
junk and one of them caught his eye.  He walked over to the pile 
with a smile n his face, like a zombie with fresh brains in its 
sights.

"Hey, Bob, what the fuck are you doing?"  Jay cursed even when he 
wasn't angry.  He turned his head to see Silent Bob holding a 
Blockbuster DVD case.

"Well?  What is it?"  Ignoring Jay's inquiry, Bob walked over to the 
DVD player, turned it on and popped in the disc.  He tossed the 
empty case to Jay and sat back down on the couch next to him.

"Vanilla Sky."  Jay read the label slowly and carefully.  "Heard it 
was shitty."  Bob rolled his eyes at his friend's eternal pessimism 
and turned his attention to the screen.

If there was anything Silent Bob hated, it was whenever Jay was 
right about something.  Jay couldn't have been more right about the 
movie.  Not even fifteen minutes had passed before the two felt 
their eyelids growing heavy as boulders.  Jay yawned, removing his 
skull cap and throwing it aimlessly, and his head made a soft 
thudding noise as it hit Silent Bob's shoulder.  Bob looked down at 
Jay's face but all he saw were sandy waves of hair covering it.  He 
put his arm around Jay's shoulders and gave his arm a protective 
squeeze before resting his head on his and joining him in his 
slumber.

The harsh white light of the television screen awakened them both.  
The rain had subsided to a soft tapping and it was dark outside.

"Oh shi --"  Bob cut off Jay's expletive with an index finger on the 
lips and pointed at the television.

"What?" Jay asked.  Bob pointed to his ear.

"The song?"  Bob nodded.

"I like it too," Jay said and he finally stopped talking.  He looked 
into Silent Bob's eyes and kissed him slightly on the cheek.

*I've been told
Only fools rush in, only fools rush in*

Silent Bob turned away from the screen to see Jay's warm, inviting, 
viridian eyes locked with his.  "You're a fool," he said, smiling, 
almost hesitating to speak before he captured Jay's mouth with his 
own.

*I could still fall in love with you*

Jay hugged Silent Bob as tightly as he could as their tongues danced 
around each other.  Bob's hands softly grasped Jay's slim hips as 
his tongue delved deeper to taste the forbidden unfamiliarity of his 
now ex-hetero life mate's mouth.  He smiled, though, as he tasted 
the sweet unmistakable familiarity of beer and pot.  Silent Bob 
broke the kiss, satisfied that he had finally gotten Jay to shut up 
(a seemingly impossible feat), and kissed him warmly on the neck.

*I will love you `til I die
And I will love you all the time*

He gasped loudly as he felt Bob's tongue graze the skin on his 
neck.  "Oh, fuck yeah," he moaned, breaking the silence.  Silent 
Bob's kisses grew hotter and they sent shivers up Jay's spine.  "Oh 
yeah, that feels fucking good," he hissed, lowering his head to give 
Bob easier access.

*So please put your sweet hand in mine
And float in space and float in time*

"Got any fucking lube?" Jay whispered into Silent Bob's ear.  Bob 
pulled an empty lube container out of his trenchcoat pocket and 
shrugged.  "Fuckin' A," Jay said, disappointed.

Silent Bob yawned, looking out of the window and seeing the bright 
full moon.  "We gotta fucking sleep," said Jay, looking into Silent 
Bob's eyes with fatigue but also intensity.

Bob nodded, laying on his side and pulling Jay down in front of 
him.  He reached over him, grabbing the remote and turning the TV 
off, then hugging Jay close and kissing him on the cheek.  "I love 
you," he said in a low, almost inaudible voice.  "I love you too, 
man," said Jay as he laid back in Bob's arms.  They both closed  
their eyes, hearing only each other's slow breathing and the falling 
raindrops as they drifted into dreams.