Author's Note: This one-shot –now two shot- was inspired by The Killers' Mr. Brightside. Of course I own nothing. And this does contain slight spoilers from older seasons of Supernatural. Please review and tell me what you think, it makes me happy. And if you want more of this pairing or added to this story go ahead and review or pm me. I really should be working on this long fic for the Sherlock universe buuuuut this won't leave my head so here we go!
You know, this is a fucking stupid idea, Dean thinks to himself, sitting across Cas at the brothel. Poor bastard looks terrified. But no sooner had he thought this than a woman sinks her hooks into the virgin angel. Being as encouraging as he can, Dean sends him off. That's what they're here for after all.
Just… he can't help thinking about what would be going on. In his mind's eye he sees it. She plays coy, coaxing Cas into it and then he gets the idea and dives in. Shaking his head, Dean stands. Nope not something he wants to see. He registers a dark feeling constricting his chest. Jealousy should sooo not be an issue here, Dean berates.
To prove his manliness to himself he goes to flirt with one of the other working girls. In the back if his mind though, all the sordid things Cas and that girl could be doing stir the jealousy to a frenzy in his mind. He tries to repress it along with every other weird thing connected to the angel but it doesn't wanna go. Looking on the bright side the guy could at least have some fun before—
A scream fills the air and Dean immediately leaps into action, searching for the angel. As it turns out Cas had brought up the chick's daddy issues. Maybe he should have explained this situation to him better. And if some part of him felt relieved about the guy keeping his V-card he repressed that too in favor of another beer and trying to talk to said angel about what he did wrong.
