Wing Beats Café

Summary: Castiel Novak is a employee at Wing Beats Café and is the only one working on Christmas Eve. Just as he was about to finished for the night one green eyed man decided to come in for a large black coffee. Noticing how sad the man looked Castiel decided to try to cheer him up and drew a little something for him on the side of the mans coffee cup. Thus starting the adventure that is the Love story of one Castiel Novak and Dean Winchester.

Character(s): Castiel. Dean W. Sam W. Jessica M. Bobby S. Jody. Ellen H. JO H. Gabriel. OC's. OTHERS WILL SHOW UP LATER ON

Warning(s): DESTIEL, Slow build? Naaah, Angst, mentions of death, fights, YAOI MEANING BOYxBOY, flirting, awkwardness, cursing, ETC.

I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL

This is a MODERN AU, with characters from the show but nothing that is actually Canon. YES this is late to be posted on Christmas but I didn't have the time to post it yesterday. Still, please enjoy.

Chapter One: But it's Christmas Eve?

Castiel softly hummed along to 'Jingle Bells' as it played over the speakers. He was the only one in the small café since all the others requested and had been granted the next three days off due to it being Christmas Eve. He didn't bother requesting off, there was no one for him to celebrate with. He's been cut off from his family for the past ten years since his parents found out he was gay and kicked him out of the house when he was just sixteen. He didn't blame them, they were raised to believe homosexuality was a sin, it wasn't their fault he was different.

So no, he had absolutely no where to be on Christmas Eve other than inside of the small café wiping down the counter and the mini tables, maybe even getting a head start on tomorrow's batch of Christmas cookies.

Just as Castiel finished wiping down the last table and was about to head into the back to start on those cookies, the bell above the cafe's door rang signaling a customer.

Curious, Castiel watched as a man in just a leather jacket, jeans, a faded grey t-shirt with what looked like an impala on the front, and a thick black scarf shuffled into the café right past him and up to the counter without looking up once.

Clearing his throat Castiel walked past the man and behind the counter before asking, "What would you like to have?"

Shocked the man's head snapped up to stare at him and all that ran through Castiel's mind in that very moment was Green. The man's eyes were an intense shade of green that Castiel quickly found himself getting lost in.

The man coughed and said gruffly, "Coffee. Black, no sugar or nothin'...please."

Snapping out of it Castiel nodded and asked, "Name?"

"What?"

"Your name. To put on the cup?" The man raised a brow and pointedly looked around the empty café before looking back at Castiel who simply raised a brow back at him, "Well considering you came in here despite the closed side on the door, humor me and give me a name to put down okay?"

"Shit." The man's eyes widened and darted over to look at the café door where the open sign had been flipped to close, "Sorry. It was unlocked and I didn't even see-"

"It's fine, I don't mind. But your name? Or would you prefer I just call you green?"

"Green?"

"Your eyes are a startling nice shade of green. It's hard not to notice." Castiel said before really thinking about it.

"O-oh." The man blushed slightly, "Dean. My name's Dean."

"Dean it is." Castiel smiled, "Go have a sit, I'll heat up a new pot and have your coffee ready in a moment."

"I-yeah, okay. Thanks." Nodding, Dean turned and walked straight to the table closest to the door right by the huge windows on the front of the café.

Starting to hum once again, Castiel set about making the new pot of coffee and getting Dean's drink as quickly as possible as so not to keep the man waiting. Glancing up at said man Castiel frowned at what he saw, Dean sat slouched forwards with his head leaning into his palm and his eyes shut and mouth tugged down into a frown that made the man look as though he were about to cry. Which Castiel sincerely hoped wouldn't happen, he wasn't exactly good at comforting people.

With Dean's coffee done and sitting warming in his hand, Castiel hesitated on letting Dean know it was ready. Instead Castiel set the tall cup down and snatched a black pen from his back pocket and quickly set about drawing a small cartoon Elf leaning against the impala Castiel had seen on Dean's shirt with a small note saying, 'It's a shame for such a pretty face to look so sad, smile for the Elf?'

Honestly hoping he hadn't overstepped his boundaries, Castiel called out to Dean that his drink was ready and handed it over when the man was close enough.

"Thank you." Dean said handing over a couple of bills that Castiel immediately refused.

"What? No, come on take it." Dean said, "I came in here when you weren't even open! Let me pay for the coffee."

"Nope." Castiel said calmly, "As you said, you came in when we are closed. Since this isn't during the cafe's hours I see no reason to make you pay for it."

Dean blinked, "But won't you get in trouble?"

"Again, no." Castiel smirked knowingly, "Let's just say the owner and I are on close terms. Please accept this? And if you want I was about to start a batch of fresh cookies for tomorrow if you'd like some."

"Nah I..." Dean sighed, "I should probably head back home...my brother came down from California with his girlfriend and my parents are over, and a few close friends...guess I need to get back."

Castiel nodded, "You should, the holidays is a time to be spent with those you care for and hold dear."

Seemingly blurting it out Dean said, "Then why are you here?"

Castiel tilted his head and smiled at Dean sadly, "I'm here because there is no where else I'm needed."

Dean furrowed his brows, "...I...uh..."

"You should get going Dean, your families waiting." Castiel turned and went into the back where the bakery section of the café was located and came back out just as quickly with two boxes in his arms, "Hope your family loves Apple and Cherry."

"Huh?"

"Pie." Castiel lifted the two family sized pies up onto the counter and pushed it towards Dean, "You said you have quite a few visitors waiting for you, perhaps tell them you were out getting pie instead of coming to some small, probably unknown, café for a cup of coffee on Christmas Eve."

"I cant take this!" But even as Dean said this he eyed the pies hungrily.

"After hours means I'm not going to charge you. And don't eat these yourself! I see you eyeing them up." Castiel chuckled when Dean pouted at him and reluctantly balanced the two pies in one hand and his coffee in the other. Castiel held the door open for Dean since his hands were full and watched as he walked out towards {Castiel couldn't help but grin widely} an impala sitting in the parking lot.

Shutting the door and this time locking it, Castiel walked into the back of the store to finally start the cookies and wondered if he'd every see Dean again and how Dean would react when he finally saw the little doodle Castiel had left on his cup for him.

Due to heading into the back of the store Castiel never saw as Dean stopped to take a sip from his coffee and paused as he noticed Castiel's drawing before blushing and grinning after seeing clearly what it was and what the little Elf was saying. Looking back towards the café and not seeing Castiel in the front anymore Dean sighed and looked back at Castiel's doodle for him before climbing into his impala and soon driving off back towards his apartment with a wide grin still on his face.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS!