Castiel Novak looked up from the book he was reading and glanced at the clock. 2:36 am. "Damn" Castiel said to himself. He had spent the past four hours with his nose in his favorite book but he guessed now would be a good time to get some rest.
He sat up and walked to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door behind him. He stripped his clothes and turned on the hot water in his shower. When the temperature reached the point he desired he got in. Castiel slowly tilted his head back, allowing the water to run over his head, face, and down the rest of his body. He let out a long sigh as he reached for the shampoo. He put a decent amount into his hands and discarded the bottle. While he massaged the shampoo throughout his dark, slightly curly hair he hummed the chorus to a song he had been listening to earlier. "All or Nothing by Theory of a Deadman" He released another long drawn out sigh. "I wish someday I could have somebody who cared about me like that" he thought to himself before turning off the water and reaching for a towel.
He stepped out of the shower and wiped the steam from the mirror so he could look at himself. He was a young guy (26), attractive, normal college student, and all around great guy. To everyone but himself. Everyone would always compliment him on his looks, personality, and even his excellent school work but he would never believe them. Castiel wouldn't admit it to anyone else but he was a self-conscious guy who had mild depression. He sighed once again while he finished drying himself off.
He walked out of the bathroom and over to his dresser. He opened the top drawer and grabbed a pair of boxers and pajama pants and slowly pulled them on, not even bothering to grab a shirt. He closed the drawer and dragged himself over to his queen sized bed. He collapsed face down on his bed and breathed slowly into his pillow. He shifted in bed a little bit to get more comfortable before drifting off to sleep.
Dean Winchester unlocked the door to his downtown apartment. However, downtown wasn't too far from uptown in a small town like Lawrence, Kansas. He had just gotten home from a night out with his work "friends" at his favorite bar. Dean took a glance at his phone and noticed the time. 2:36 am. The Roadhouse closed at 2 and he had decided to walk home rather than get a taxi. His clothes were still a little dirty from work and he needed a shower badly to relax. Dean was a mechanic at his dad's shop. Dean took off his jacket and hung it on his coat rack nearby and slipped off his shoes by the door. He walked into his bedroom and sat down on the bed while taking off his socks and discarding them on the floor. He removed his shirt and tossed it on the floor while he walked to the bathroom.
He undid his belt while turning on his shower. He removed his pants and boxers and then stepped in while the water was still warming up. He winced a little at the cold water but relaxed as it turned hot. He got it right to what he wanted before grabbing the shampoo and washing through his short dirty-blood hair while closing his eyes.
He lost himself in his thoughts of what had happened earlier that day. It had been a long hard day at work and he was exhausted when Garth came up and asked if he wanted to go out after work. He remembered the conversation word for word.
"Hey Dean" said Garth as he practically bounced over to Dean.
"*sigh* Hi Garth"
"Want to go to the Roadhouse after work with me and a few of the guys? Maybe you'll even see Jo working."
Dean really didn't care for the guys at work or even about whether he'll see Jo or not. But it had been a pretty long day and he really needed a drink.
"Sure Garth. Why not." Said Dean with slight sarcasm in his voice.
After work they all walked over to the Roadhouse and got a table close to the bar. Of course, Jo happened to be working. Dean thought about her for a minute to himself. "I suppose I find her attractive but I just don't think I'm really interested in her" he thought. However, Jo sure was interested in him and she definitely made it known.
It was around midnight when they got to the bar, after finishing their last job, cleaning up, and closing up. After a few drinks and receiving constant flirts from Jo and even a few others, Dean was ready to go home. It was almost closing time anyway. Dean paid the rest of his bill, left a tip on the table, and grabbed his jacket. He slipped it on for the walk home.
Dean flashed back to what was currently happening and turned off the water while grabbing a towel. He went out to his room and grabbed a pair of silky boxers from his dresser drawer and put them on. He got into bed and sighed before putting his cell on the nightstand beside his bed and closing his eyes to get some rest. He was not looking forward to his next day at work.
So this was just Chapter One. I'm new at this and this is my first story that I've started so I'm not even quite sure how to really put everything together. But let me know your thoughts and if I should continue or not.