"You got it bad brother" Benny laughed as he pulled up outside of his friend's home.
"What?" Dean asked already blushing, he knew where this was going.
" You know blue eyes back there the one you couldn't take your eyes off of, the one you flirted with a soon as he entered the damn car" Benny laughed turning to face his friend who had turned a bright shade of crimson.
"Guess im just a friendly person" Dean muttered exiting the cab and handing over his fare.
"Uhh huh sure" Benny smiled devilishly at his friend, he knew him to well.
As he watched the cab drive away, Dean's mind automatically reverted back to the blue eyed angel he had meet on his journey home from the auto shop. Sighing and scrubbing a hand over his face he walked up the front steps and opened the door to the two bedroomed house he shared with his younger brother Sammy.
Speaking of the giant where was he? "Sam?" Dean called walking to the bottom of the stairs. "Yeah!" came Sam's overly annoyed tone. Studying. "I was just wondering what you wanted for dinner bitch! I was thinking take out?" Dean asked willing Sam to not bitch about the importance of healthy eating. Dean absolutely refused to eat rabbit food.
"Do you even listen to me when I talk? "Sam sighed from his room. Dean decided he would rather not hear the sam' lecture so he made his way to the kitchen to find his vast array of takeout menus.
Once Sam appeared from his bat-cave of books, dean ordered some pizza and garlic bread for them to share and popped himself down in front of the TV to watch some Doctor Sexy MD.
"Anything interesting happen at work today? Sam asked trying to initiate a conversation with his brother, so he wouldn't have to watch the ridiculous soap opera his brother obsessed over.
"Worked on baby some more, had a 1967 Pontiac GTO come in that bobby assigned me ... so yeah pretty busy day, broke your brain studying yet?" Dean replied, being reminded of his even better ride home meeting Castiel the tax account, who lived just a street away, if only he could… nope not going there especially with Sammy right beside him.
Who was actually looking at him with a look that could only mean he wanted to talk about feelings, see this is where Dean abandoned ship.
"That all that happened today Dean?" Sam asked giving him and inquisitive look. "Yeah that all that happened Sam, stop looking at me like that bitch! Your giving me the creeps" Dean said defensively try to brush the question off, looking away from his brother and picking up his beer bottle and raising it to his lips.
"Hey you're the one who looked like a loved up teenager just a second ago, and I don't believe you've stooped that far into your fetish for motor vehicles yet or else I would be worried so whose got you all doey eyed?" Sam pried further.
"Are you gunna drop this girly bonding, if I tell you?" Dean sighed reclining into the couch. "I just want to know what's going on in your life you jerk, but yes I will drop it" Sam replied exasperated by his brother phobia with his feelings.
"I meet someone on my way home bitch, can we drop this shit now im missing Doctor Sexy" Dean answered turning his attention back to the cowboy boot wearing doctor.