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Dean woke up the following morning with a horrendous hangover. He felt as if all the Keebler elves were playing hockey inside his head. The baseball player had the worst case of cottonmouth. Dean got up slowly from his bed. His thighs and lower abdomen were sticky. He didn't recall anything that had transpired the previous night. Dean hopped inside the bathroom stall and took a cold shower. He brushed his teeth after getting dressed.

Castiel was in the middle of preparing him a tomato juice remedy which always cured his hangovers. Dean donned shades since any light bothered his eyes. His best friend handed him a tall glass of the red concoction. Dean gulped it all down. "Thanks, man. I don't know what I'd do without you." The tawny haired man sat on one of the island's stools.

"You'd probably be worshipping the porcelain goddess right this moment." Castiel rinsed Dean's glass. "Is there anything you want from the grocery store? I'm heading there now. I'm going to prepare peppered steak and jasmine rice for dinner this evening."

"Bring a cherry pie for dessert."

"See you in an hour." Castiel decided to walk to the local grocery store which was located two blocks from the town house. Dean waved bye at him.

As Castiel leisurely strolled through the baked goods section, the conversation he shared with Gabe last night replayed in his head. Cas inhaled deeply as he placed the cherry pie in the basket. Three years ago, his lifelong dream was close to becoming reality. In high school Castiel had been the school soccer team's captain. He played the position of midfielder. Not only was he a beast with goal assists but he scored a goal in every other game.

In his senior year he led the team to its first state championship. Afterwards, university scouts were knocking at his door. He ended up accepting a full scholarship to UNC which happened to be the same university Dean went to on his own baseball scholarship. The Winchester helped the team reach the state finals two years in a row. Castiel became the university's hero by winning the state championship.

A representative for his favorite soccer team, Chelsea approached him right before he finished his fourth year. The club wanted to try Castiel out and see if he would be a valuable team member. Cas had been on cloud nine. He always dreamed of playing along his idol, Frank Lampard. Castiel modeled his style of play after the Brit. Alas, his dreams were dashed like a sandcastle. He was involved in an accident one rainy night while he drove a scooter. Ironically, one of UNC's history professors was driving under the influence of alcohol and hit Castiel. His left knee had been severely damaged. He required surgery and extensive physical therapy. Dean had become his shadow during that difficult time in Castiel's life. His knee was never the same afterwards. On rainy days it throbbed like hell.

Castiel cursed Gabriel for making him question the route his life had taken since then. He received his masters in accounting and Dean came up with the idea for Cas to handle his finances after he signed a lucrative four year contract with the Devils. Castiel took it upon himself to run Dean's home, amongst other aspects. They were roommates after all and he needed to know he was doing his part.

Now as he stands in line at the grocery store, he realizes he is becoming bored with his daily routine and feels like he is in a rut. He loves working for Dean but to be frank it can be quite tedious. Playing chauffeur to his best friend and the skank of the week and picking up after them was not his idea of a dream job. He enjoyed the accounting part but that didn't take much of his time.

A grocery cart bumped him from behind. He turned around and saw a sheepish looking petite woman. She had long/wavy honey blonde hair and big luminous amber eyes. "I'm so sorry. I was way into Fifty Shades of Grey. I'm going to need a cold shower pronto." She winked at him.

Castiel tilted his head a little and furrowed his brows. He noticed she held an I-Pad. "No problem"

"You know you are kind of like I pictured the male protagonist." She bit her lower lip. Cas' eyes trailed to the left corner of her bottom lip where there was a tiny beauty mark.

"Thanks, I guess."

She was about to say something but it was Castiel's turn to pay the cashier. He smiled at her and turned around. The blonde returned to her I-Pad. She raised her amber eyes to take a last peak at the man's cute ass.

That night Dean and Cas shared a delicious meal courtesy of the latter. At eight o'clock they saw a screening of Jason Statham's latest action flick. Castiel wasn't a fan but he indulged Dean since he owed him for not going with him to the team's celebratory party the previous evening. They walked home since the theatre was less than a mile away. The temperature was perfect and there was a slight breeze. The friends walked in comfortable silence.

When they arrived home, Dean plopped himself on the sofa. "Shit, my right shoulder is killing me. I think I overdid it in practice this morning."

Castiel disappeared into the downstairs bathroom. He came back two minutes later. "Take off your shirt"

Dean smirked, "Why Cas, are you propositioning me?"

"Ha Ha! You are a modern day George Carlin. I'm going to massage your arm, you idiot." Castiel waved an Icy Hot container at him.

Dean removed his t-shirt. Cas squeezed the tube and smeared the gel throughout Dean's upper arm. Dean closed his eyes as soon as Castiel's large hand touched his skin. The fingers dug into the affected area. Dean moaned. "Oh yeah, that feels so damn good."

Cas arched a dark brow. Dean had never been so vocal when he had massaged him before after he suffered a sport injury. "Can you massage my shoulder, also?" Castiel did as he was told. Dean bit his lower lip as Cas lathered gel on his shoulder blade. All of a sudden, he felt his best friend's entire body stiffen. Dean's eyes opened. A tent had formed in his jeans. He rocketed away from the couch.

"What's wrong?" a startled Castiel inquired. He dropped the Icy Hot container.

"Nothing, I'm really tired and am going to hit the sack!" Dean didn't turn around. He was humiliated enough without having Cas see his boner.

"Are you feeling alright? It's ten thirty. You never go to bed before midnight. Do you want me to schedule you a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning? You've been acting king of strange lately."

Dean laughed nervously. "Don't worry about me. I just have to adjust to my new game and practice schedule. Good night, Cas."

"Sleep well, Dean."

When Dean disappeared up the stairs, Castiel plunked himself down on the recliner. What the hell was wrong with his best friend?

For almost two entire weeks Dean was away on the road. The night of Gabriel's exhibit finally came. Castiel hated attending social gatherings on his own but there was no way he could get himself out of this engagement. Gabriel would neuter him if he didn't show up. Anyways he wouldn't do that to his brother. Tonight was a huge step in Gabe's career.

The show was not scheduled to start until nine but Cas showed up at eight thirty. Gabriel was talking with some weird guy that resembled David Bowie. As soon as his brother's golden eyes landed on him they brightened. "Cassie, you came!"

Castiel blushed as several art patrons turned towards them. Gabriel kissed both of his cheeks and patted his butt playfully. "Looking good, baby bro; I'm relieved you left the Colombo trench coat home. You won't scare people by making them think you are a flasher."

He released his hold on his baby brother and led him to the David Bowie look alike, which ended up being the gallery's owner. They talked about Dali for a while before the thin man excused himself. More people started entering the gallery. "I'm very proud of you brother."

"Thanks, Cassie. Jerome won't mind if I show you my exhibit before it's unveiled. Follow me."

Gabriel led him to a curtained room. Castiel was not surprised to see the black and white portraits. They were comprised of tattooed and pierced body parts, specifically penises and breasts of all shapes and sizes. "Very interesting subject"

"I know you are asexual and your virginal eyes have never seen a pair of boobs or a cock in person but there is a first time for everything. Consider this a first step in your initiation."

Castiel shot daggers at Gabriel with his electric blue orbs. "Why do you insist I'm asexual? I had sex with Meg in college."

Gabe mimicked gagging. "That chick was a major weirdo. She's probably a demon worshipper."

"She wasn't that bad."

"Whatever, so what do you think about my photographs?" Gabriel seemed nervous all of a sudden.

Castiel smiled at his older brother. Gabe could be a child at times. Cas knew he wanted his closest relative to give him some sort of accolade for his work. "I was shocked at first. It's risky but that is what art is all about. Congrats, big brother" He hugged Gabe and patted his back.

Gabriel wiped a tear from his face. He kissed Cas on the cheek. "Thanks, Cassie."

Ten minutes later Gabriel was whisked away from him. The assembled art patrons were in awe when the photo exhibit was unveiled. Several of the photographs were sold and Gabriel was surrounded by his fans. Castiel beamed at his brother.

He drank red wine as he gazed at his brother's photographs. All of a sudden, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and was surprised to be face to face with the blonde from the grocery store. His eyes widened.

"Hello there…Christian Grey"

"Excuse me?"

"The lead from the book I was reading when I bumped into you."

Castiel chuckled. "I actually went online to research the book and was surprised at the subject matter."

"I hope you aren't offended that I am picturing you as a character in an erotica novel." Her eyes were so vibrant. He had never seen such a light shade of amber before. He blushed.

"OMG! My favorite model made it!" Gabriel kissed the blonde on each cheek. "I see you've met my baby brother, Castiel."

"So this is the infamous Castiel? I pictured you differently."

Castiel rolled his eyes. "I can just imagine how Gabriel described me."

"He said you were the inspiration for the Sheldon Cooper character in the Big Bang Theory." She giggled. "You didn't tell me your brother was such a hottie, Gabe."

"Cassie, this is BJ, my friend/muse."

She elbowed him on the stomach. "I loathe when you call me that." She offered her dainty hand to Castiel. "It's Bethany Joy, but my friends call me Joy." Cas' hand engulfed hers.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Joy." Castiel smiled at her.

"Likewise"

"So I gather you posed for one of these?" Cas pointed to the breasts pictures.

Joy nodded. She placed her index finger between her teeth. "Guess which breasts are mine?"

Castiel smirked. Gabriel cheered from within. His baby brother was hitting it off with BJ! Cas never warmed up to people this fast. "Yeah, baby bro; guess which boobies are Joy's!"

Cas walked closer to the photographs to get a better view. There were two tatted breasts on which he couldn't decide. A few minutes later, he made up his mind. He strolled over to the photograph he decided on. "This is your picture." He turned to Joy.

She gave him a big smile and clapped her hands. "How did you know?"

Castiel cleared his throat. "The size seems to be the same as yours. Like they can fit in my hands and overflow a little."

Gabriel cackled. "Whoa Cassie! Turn the notch down a little."

Castiel wanted the ground to open up and swallow him. He had never been so brazen with a stranger before. "My apologies" He gulped nervously when he stared at Joy. She cracked up.

Gabriel patted Cas' cheek. "No need to apologize, baby bro."

"What doesn't Cas need to apologize for?" The trio turned around. Dean stood behind Castiel.

"Dean, I thought you were scheduled to come home until tomorrow afternoon?" Cas stated. He was still blushing from his earlier outburst.

"I took an early flight since we played at one today. Did you watch the game? I batted two RBIs."

"That's great, Dean. I was busy and forgot to watch it." Dean's smile turned into a frown.

"From now on I'll record all your games on TiVo; I promise."

Dean sipped beer from a glass. "Impressive photographs, Gabe; I might buy a couple."

"Thanks, Deano. I know you are a breast man."

The baseball player chuckled. The first picture that had actually caught his attention had been one of the pierced dicks. For a moment he imagined himself sucking a pierced Castiel off. He cleared his thoughts. "So what did Castiel do that warranted an apology."

Gabriel removed the wrapper from a sour apple Blow Pop and sucked it before speaking. "He told Joy that he wanted to fondle her breasts and was picturing how they would feel and look in his large manly hands."

Dean spat out some of the beer he had been drinking. His eyes landed on Castiel, who resembled a lobster at the moment. "I didn't say all that and I already apologized. Dean, this is Bethany Joy, an art model and friend of Gabriel's."

They shook hands. "So which rack is yours?"

Castiel answered for her. "These are her breasts. I like the angel wings."

"Thanks, Christian."

"His name is Castiel," Dean corrected her.

He noticed Bethany and Cas shared a smile. "It's an inside joke. We actually met at the grocery store and she was reading 50 Shades of Grey. Joy told me I remind her of the book's main character."

Dean growled. Gabriel was the only one who heard it since he was standing adjacent to his brother's best friend. Dean plastered a smile. "What a coincidence that the two of you met at the grocery store."

"Yeah, it's a small world," Joy said. "Gabriel, are we still on for the showing of Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown tomorrow?"

The light bulb in Gabriel's head lit up. "Shit…I forgot I am giving a lecture at NYU tomorrow afternoon. Hey wait a minute. Cassie, you love foreign films and are an Almodovar buff. Why don't you accompany Joy? You don't want her to go all by her lonesome, do you?"

"It's ok, Gabe, I can get a refund for your ticket."

"No! I love Almodovar; especially his early work. Dean only has action films in his DVD collection. I would be glad to accompany you." Dean gaped at his best friend.

Joy smiled at him. "That would be great! Let's exchange cell numbers. That way I can text you my address."

Dean scowled the entire time. Cas was actually hooking up with a chick? He was hooking up in front of him! Castiel is supposed to be asexual like a plant. There had been rumors in college he had fooled around with Meg Masters but Dean thought they had been only rumors. Joy kissed Castiel on the cheek before saying her good byes to the other two men.

Gabriel had been discreetly looking at Dean's reaction. He grinned. Gabe started weaving a spider web worth of ideas in his head.

Please don't hate on Joy. My inspiration for the character is the actress Bethany Joy Lenz, who portrayed Haley on One Tree Hill. I lover her!