A/N: I've been wanting to do this for a really long time! This is in no way trying to copy the other destiel/sabriel grease au on here, since this one doesn't have sabriel and I've written it quite differently. But yeah, so I tried to include some lines from the songs in here at the appropriate times while keeping this non-musical haha. This might not be very historically accurate, but anyway, I tried to make it so, (lol Picard reference).
Characters: Cas as Sandy, Dean as Danny, Anna as Frenchie, Meg as Rizzo, Charlie as Jan, Jo as Marty, Luke (Lucifer) as Kenickie, Benny as Dean's close friend who's also a Black Demon (Thunderbird), Garth as Sonny (Sort of), Chuck as Coach Calhoun, etc.
Warnings: lots of reference to sex, lots of smoking, underage drinking, swearing, pregnancy scare, and minor homophobia. Also, if you have just read Twist and Shout or believe in any way that this fic will make you feel better after reading it or something, turn back now, because this fic is full of T&S triggers. Now that this is covered, enjoy :)
Summer: 1957
It was another nice end to another hot day that summer.
That day they had gone swimming again, the good times seemingly endless. Cas had laughed as he felt the water splash in his face. The waves were high this time of day, and Dean was taking pleasure in splashing him repeatedly.
"Ah!" he shouted, grinning. Dean grinned back, and ran over, scooping him up into his arms. "Dean!" Cas cried, laughing. "What's the matter? I'm not gonna drop you," Dean smiled, and Cas smiled back.
He jumped down, and ran into the water, Dean swimming in after him. The setting sun now glowed its farewell in the distance, over the curves of the far, rolling waves.
A light, airy breeze whisked its way through the soft haze of lingering heat, blowing Cas' hair a little as they sat together under the dock.
"You look pretty like that," Dean commented, putting an arm around him. Cas was wearing shorts and a blue button up striped polo, and Dean was only in shorts, otherwise shirtless and tanned.
"I do?" Cas smiled. Dean grinned. "Yeah... you look like an angel, all lit up from behind." Cas had to blush at this. "I don't know about angel," he said modestly, taking a sip through a straw of his fizzy lemonade.
Dean smiled, taking the straw out of his own lemonade and plopping it into Cas', watching as the bubbles clinging to the side of the glass bottle fizzed up to the surface.
Cas watched Dean intently, then opted to drink out of it as well, their noses brushing as they shared the soda. Cas smiled bashfully at the intimate contact, but Dean simply stared him back in the eyes, reaching behind his head to pull him into a kiss. It was a deep, magnificent gesture, and Cas' head spun as Dean's tongue explored his mouth. He let out a soft groan as he felt Dean's hand graze his cheek, tilting his head in a little.
Eventually, Dean pulled back for air, the two panting. "You taste like lemons..." Dean grinned, brushing a stray hair out of Cas' eyes.
"You taste like... a bad influence," Cas whispered back, and Dean reached a little lower down Cas' back with a devilish smirk. "Hey- it's summertime. Enjoy the golden days while we can, before you have to go back to Hawaii, right?"
Cas smiled. "Right."
And Dean connected their lips again, tugging Cas over on top of him and unbuttoning the first two buttons of his shirt before cupping the backs of Cas' thighs closer. The last splash of lemonade was spilled and forgotten as they laid down in the sand and made out and fooled around to their heart's content under the fading summer sun.
