Word Count: 26,000
Warnings:[spoilers! click if you must]mentions of past violence, PTSD.
Summary: Jared's life has always been mapped out for him: get good grades so he can get into a high-ranked college, get more good grades so he can get into an internship at a prestigious architecture firm, then land an even better job. When his uncle needs help remodeling his house, Jared volunteers. Soon after arriving at the tiny barrier island, however, he finds himself drawn into the laid back life of the locals, and one local in particular.
Jensen does alright for himself. A part-time gig at the local bar down on the main drag, along with the occasional repair work when his buddies wreck their surfboards keeps him from starving. He has a great group of friends, who know not to mention it when he talks in circles or his hands shake a little. He also has Jared now, who makes him see his home in a whole different way, and he's not too sure how things are going to look when it's time hand him back to the real world.
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Notes: First off, a huge, huge thank you to my darling artist, sillie82. I couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime. She took my spectacularly dodgy draft and made something wonderful out of it. Seriously, forget the fic, go check out the art. Many more thanks to my dearest flawlessglitch, for reminding me that we all need a little Wes Anderson in our lives. Five years, kiddo. Knit hats. Keep them home fires burning. And lastly, wow, wendy, thanks yet again for throwing fandom's biggest block party. Title and cut text courtesy of JM Barrie.