Relax or Chill
It was the middle of spring when two boys decided that staying at a café would waste such a beautiful afternoon. After they ordered their cups of coffee which consisted of an English Toffee Latte and a Java Chip Javakula, the two mentioned boys went straight ahead to their favorite place; Ellen's Lakehouse.
When they got there, they hurried over to the very end of the wooden platform that stood at the shore. Dean laid down first, hands behind his head, his right leg resting on the bended left knee. The other one, Castiel, or Cas for short, sat down beside Dean. His shoulders slouching lazily behind his back. They placed their coffee over to their sides.
Dean, his green eyes gazing at the moving clouds, said. "Hey, look Cas." He paused before pointing to a certain cloud at the sky. "That cloud looks like a truck."
"No, it kinda looks like more of angel." Castiel replied, dusting off dirt from his orange and blue hooded sweater.
"Remember the time when were five?" Dean asked, turning his head to face Castiel. "We were at the same spot, eating ice cream and cloud watching."
"Yes." He said. "How could I forget? You said you'll marry me one day. Then you kissed me on the cheek."
Dean just smiled at the memory before pulling out a small black velvet box. "I think now, I'll fulfill that promise." Then, he pulled out a ring from the box. It was a simple silver band with an inscription inside. Castiel could only look at him with wide eyes, surprised and speechless.
"I know it's not a diamond but this is all I can afford for now." He paused. "So… will you marry me?"
What did the inscription say?
My Angel
A/N: It's already midnight. We're tired, smelly and sleepy and we had no idea why we even made this. Well, no, actually we based it from a poster of Seattle's Best Coffee Shop. We're cool.
Co-written with raininggemini.