Pairing: Jack Twist/Ennis del Mar
Rating: PG
Word Count: 502
Summary: Morning before Ennis and Jack go hunting for Elk.
Come Morning
Come morning, Ennis knew something had to be done about the eating situation. Wasn’t going to let Jack killed one of those sheep. Ain’t right, them belonging to Aguirre. But Jack had a point, sick of beans and Ennis hated soup and that fucking bear had scared away all of their food.
“Get up.” Ennis shook Jack awake. He shoulda been up there with those sheep. Too damn late traveling up the slope of the mountains. Jack had some concern for the knot he received from falling off the horse. Like he was some kid to be taken care of and it gave Ennis some pleasure even though he keep the thank you to himself.
“Whaaa?” Jack mumbled. They’d slept inside the tent under their own steam and blanket, spread apart, Ennis making sure a respectable distance was maintained.
“We got work to do before you got back up there to them sheep.” Ennis crawled out the opening of the tent. Stretched out the kinks in his muscles. Walked a few paces from the tent and with him facing the edge of the camp, he opened his pants and made his morning piss.
How you feel, Ennis?” he heard Jack’s catching voice.
“Uh. I is okay, I guess,” he said but that wasn’t the truth. He was hungry and still mad as shit at the bear and the stupid horses. The side of his face throbbed, the pain he ignored. He didn’t have time pampering himself over some nocken received in panic. Wasn’t in him to cater to hurts and pain like someone he knew.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jack’s back, heard the zipper going zippery down, and the relief in Jack’s voice. Ennis made sure his eyes faced forward, avoiding another glance over at Jack. Ideas about Jack, strange thoughts floated in his head. Ennis fought the thoughts, felt them as unnatural as the winds stopped blowing across the plains.
“You about ready to fix breakfast?”
“Naw. Grab your thirty-thirty and let’s go.”
For once he led the way. He’d been eating Jack’s dirt since the time they met and now it was Jack’s turn to follow. They rode slowly through the crevices and through the bushes, occasionally came out into the plains and back again among trees, sagebrush, the smell of pure living with hardly any humans around to destroy the beauty of the land. Ennis loved the mountains, felt peace here. What surprised him was how much he enjoyed the company of one talking, complaining cowboy. He twisted his lips thinking on the brightness of the eyes as the man spoke.
“Ennis, where we goin’?”
“Hunting,” Ennis responded and turned his head to Jack as the horse he rode picked its way down the narrow trail.
“Heehawww!”
Ennis shrugged. That Jack Twist was one fucked up cowboy. But he smiled at the happy sound he heard coming from behind him. He just didn’t let Jack know he was smiling. He too, was sick of beans.
“End”
Related posts:
Nice little story. I like how Ennis is starting to warm up to Jack, wanting to make him feel good about the food situation. Thanks. Carole
Spain, 11h
Thanks for writing beautiful situations, all their time together in Brokebac I feel incredibly thorough in many charming details.
I always thought, at the scene of the game, which he did by Jack Ennis, it has already been installed in his heart, was his “little right eye.”
Maybe Ennis conceal, but he was fully prepared to meet any desire to Jack.
It is a pity that it was not always so.
Carmen
This was a really good story. I enjoyed it.
Thank you.
Ennis was always respectful of Jack, even though he knew he was feeling something for him that he didn’t understand yet. I love stories that show them enjoying each other’s company.
Debra
I think this is the first time I’m reading about the hunting the elk scene. You did it really well! Ennis is just so Ennis. It just makes me sad to think that he didn’t show to Jack the many times Jack made Ennis smile…
Johanna
I think this is the first time I’ve read anything about their hunting together. Nice. It’s interesting (and likely) to think that they spent a platonic night in the tent together before the FNIT.
Thanks,
Susan
Thanks, I enjoyed it a lot. Especially the part where Ennis can´t quite keep his eyes off of Jack taking a piss.
Ooh, somehow this is so totally my kind of story. Because it shows them being together, and has this really nice, quiet, intimate feel to it. Wonderful!
aww, cute. i love Jack’s random bursts, they’re hysterical.
Very cool little story of how they got out to get that elk. Very good.
What surprised him was how much he enjoyed the company of one talking, complaining cowboy. He twisted his lips thinking on the brightness of the eyes as the man spoke.
This was sweet. It’s nice seeing the friendship developing, as they were falling in love.
Nice! Thanks for sharing.
Teri
It’s the little things that Ennis did to try and please Jack that made him so wonderful, he might have been “sick of beans”, but I bet he would just have kept right on eating them if it hadn’t been for the “fucked up cowboy”.
Thanks for a happy story. bob
You’re welcome! Thank you so much for reading.
Hi Carmen,
So glad you enjoyed the story. Thank you for reading.
I love how they gradually through respect and the enjoyment of each other company grew to care for each other.
Thank you for reading.
Ah, but don’t you just love it when Jack is successful and makes Ennis laugh full out. There was some good times there.
Yes, which helped them developed a long lasting friendship.
Thank you for reading.
Thanks! So glad you enjoyed reading.
Hey, sweetie. Didn’t think I had it in me. No angst. *gg* I wrote this probably a year ago as a character sketch. In light of Heath’s passing, it made me feel good to post it.
*ggg* Jack sure can make one smile. Thanks for reading!
Thanks so much for reading. Glad you enjoyed it.
You’re welcome and thank you for reading.
It was wonderful watching Ennis doing those little things for Jack. Little did he know he was falling for Jack every day on the mountains. We need a happy story and I’m so glad to provide it.
Thanks!
Testing the intense debate commenting feature