HEY. AU, Dean works at a gym, Cas is a tax accountant. The rights aren't mine. Sorry for being so blunt. I hope you enjoy

Dean Winchester was an average guy.

He worked at a gym in Topeka, Kansas, and lived with his brother Sam, who was a lawyer. They shared an apartment downtown, a small space, but with enough square footage for the brothers to be comfortable.

With exception of each other, they mostly kept to themselves. Neither of them had dated anyone since high school, although Dean has had several one-night stands. Their mom died in a freak fire when they were young, and their dad didn't keep good contact, even when they tried. Their only real friend was a girl they had always known named Jo, but she went to school on the west coast and was busy with college life.

Dean went to work 9 to 5, Monday through Friday, and 7 to 11 on Saturdays. He was a good worker, and highly dedicated, even if he did like to mess around. He was a physical trainer at the local gym, which accounted for his large arm mussels, and decently-built torso. He kept his light brown hair short-cut and professional, the way it always had been.

Dean Winchester was an average guy.

That was, of course, until he met Castiel.

Cas was a dorky man.

He had a lean frame, hidden underneath his tufts of dark hair. He was often complimented on his blue eyes, which he wore under thick-rimmed glasses.

He worked as a tax accountant, and often took the 9 to 5 shift. He lived with his cat, and had a brother who called every once in a while, but was relatively alone. He really could have been a superhero in disguise, as mild-mannered as he was.

But Castiel Novak was everything but normal.

He was an angel.

After doing a few favors, and begging for years, Castiel was given the allowance to live amongst humans, as long as no trouble started. If trouble did start, however, he would have two options. One, to go back to heaven, or two, to become a hunter's angel.

He did not like the idea of either, and was rather enjoying his human life, where his biggest problem was what to eat for dinner, which he contemplating while running on a treadmill.

He hadn't spent much time at the gym and came today so he wouldn't feel bad for renewing his membership last month. After an hour or so of idle exercise, he decided to go back to his apartment.

That was, of course, until he ran face-first in to one of the gym's workers.

They were both fiddling with their iPods and hadn't seen the other coming. The well-built worker barely budged, but Cas and his small frame fell straight on to the ground.

"Oh, sorry about that." the worker said, extending an arm out to Cas.

Castiel was dumbfounded. He had light green eyes and faint freckles dancing across his nose, making him easily one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen.

For a moment, they were still, both men admiring the other. The worker gave a light smile, and Castiel felt his heart melt.

"No, no, it was me." The angel said, finally coming back to reality from the beautiful fantasy of this man's face.

He grabbed the outstretched hand and pulled himself up, returning the smile.

"I'm Dean, by the way." The worker shook the hand he was holding.

"I'm Castiel." He said, nodding in reply, still holding a caring smile.

Finally releasing the firm embrace he had on his new acquaintance's hand, Dean asked "Are you a new member here? I've don't think I've ever seen you around."

"N-no, well I mean, I- I'm around I just, I mean I've never seen you before, well I don't think." Castiel stammered in a desperate attempt to answer. That man was just so. Damn. Beautiful.

Dean laughed. "No, I definitely don't think we've met. I definitely would have remembered you."

Castiel's heart fluttered, Dean's words surrounding him. Before he could think, he blurted out "Why's that?"

"You idiot." He thought to himself.

Dean took a moment, smiling, and looking away from Castiel. When he looked back up his eyes interlocked with the angels. "Your eyes, mostly." He replied, causing a slight buckle in Castiel's knees."They're really blue. Like my mom's." He smiled, remembering stories of his mom, and the way her blue eyes captured his father's heart.

"Well, I'll see you around." Dean said, flashing one more smile at Castiel. As he turned and walked away, Castiel let out an exasperated breath. He needed a drink.