At First Sight by cleflink (PG)

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Fandom: WB/CW RPF
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Length: 7945
Author on LJ: cleflink
Author Website: Master Fic
Why this must be read:

This fairy tale fic makes me sigh happily every time I read it, and yes, I’ve read it many times. Jensen is a prince who was cursed/blessed with the gift of knowing his true love at first sight. To keep from falling for the wrong person, he’s been blindfolded since birth. Jared is the stableboy who befriended him as a child, and longs to be more than just Jensen’s friend. For a story about someone who can’t see, cleflink has created some beautiful imagery, and this is a joy to read.


Jared had been nine and apprenticed to Stablemaster Jim for all of three months the first time he saw Jensen. He'd been oiling tack at the time, nearly buried under the weight and smell of fresh leather and totally focused on not giving the Stablemaster any more occasion to yell at him.

He'd ignored the scuff of slow, careful feet to begin with - the stables were busy enough that unexpected visitors were hardly uncommon - until they stopped somewhere vaguely in front of him and a throat cleared softly.

"Um," a voice started and Jared had looked up to find a boy a few years old than him standing off to one side, dressed in fine, unadorned clothes with a crisp white blindfold wrapped snugly across his face.

Nine-year old Jared had been even more prone to speaking without thinking than the adult version was, so the first thing that came out of his mouth was, "Did you hurt your eyes?"

And that had earned him a grin: amused, quiet and shy all at once. "Not exactly," the boy said. "I'm Jensen."

Jared had grinned back, the expression faltering only slightly when he'd realized that Jensen couldn't see it. "Uh, hi, I'm Jared. Can I help you with something? I'm kind of new, but I know my way around pretty well if you need anything?"

Later, Jared would bang his head against the wall and wonder how he'd ever been that oblivious. At the time, though, he'd been too busy being at once pleased and confused by the way Jensen's smile had softened at his words, turning real in a way he hadn't noticed the first one wasn't.

"I'm not really supposed to be here," Jensen had admitted in a hushed voice, the quirk of his mouth and the tilt of his shoulders inviting Jared to join in on a joke he didn't understand. "But I wanted to visit the horses. Think you can help me out?"

It wasn't much of a decision. Even then, before Jared had known anything, he'd known Jensen was something special.

"Sure," Jared had smiled, tack spilling from his lap as stood. "You want me to hold your hand so you don't trip?"

And it had been as easy as that.


At First Sight