Dean was having a bad week
First of all, he failed his algebra test he actually fucking studied for. Second of all, he and Sammy had a pretty nasty fight. The age gap between 16 and 13 makes life difficult in the Winchester household from time to time.
"Dean i don't wanna watch your stupid soap opera!" Sam said with a petulant look on his face "Oh come on Sammy, Dr. Sexy is a classic. Besides it's better than your dumbass documentaries!" Dean exclaimed, crossing his arms
It was one of those fights where it got bigger and bigger until everything started spilling out.
"Dean, it's so obvious that Dad favors you over me." Sam mumbled with his arms crssed over his chest. "Sam, that's fucking ridiculous and you know it!" Dean said angrily. "Is it really?! You're like his clone!" Sam snarled.
Dean shook himself out of his head so he can focus on getting coffee. He had class soon, and if he didn't get any caffeine in him soon he was going to pass out.
He got in his baby and drove to the Starbucks down the block (shut up, it's the closest place with coffee in it.)
Of course, there was a line out the fucking door. Dean sighed in defeat and got in line.
Ten minutes later, he finally got to order his coffee. He looked at the worker and holy shit those are the bluest eyes that ever blued. Did he style that sex hair or was born with it? He can't be more than a year older than me. Wow he's really got that sexy smoldering thing going on.
Dean must have been staring because after a minute the male model had said,"Uh, can it take your order?" And holy shit did this guy gargle rocks in his freetime? "Oh, uh yeah sorry. Can...uh can i have a regular coffee with um.." Fuck, since when did pretty boys make Dean speech impaired? "Uh, with milk and sugar?" Deam finally stuttered out.
The cashier looked like he was waiting for something. "Um, can i have your name for the cup?"
Dean stared dumbly for a minute. "Oh shit, yeah sorry. My name is Dean." The male model smiled and said, "That'll be $5.50" Dean fumbled with his wallet and pulled out a ten.
The boy wandered out and started making Dean's drink. In this time, Dean let his eyes wander up and down this guys body while he was turned around. When the blue eyed boy reach up to grab something, his shirt hiked up just an inch to reveal the small of his back. Woah, tan skin. Dean thought. How the hell do get tan in February? Must be a natural skin tone.
Dean was called out of his thoughts when his drink was ready. "Dean!" He walked over and grabbed his drink. "Why thank you.." Dean's eyes wandered to the male model's name tag. "..Castiel?"
The boy smiled and said, "Have a good day."
When Dean got back to his car he went to take a sip of his coffee when he saw some writing
You're the cutest boy i'll see all day. Call me?
-Cas 7163626754
Dean gaped at his coffee cup and read the message at least five times.
Maybe his luck was starting to turn