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Dean wiped the sweat that was pouring down his face with the bottom of his shirt. He was in his zone right now and currently working on replacing the radiator on a PT Cruiser.

He was faintly aware his entire stomach was showing but he was in the comfort of his shop. He let his shirt drop as he looked around.

He looked into familiar blue eyes that seemed to be focused on him. He gasped slightly from being caught off guard.

"Jesus Christ. What are you doing here?," Dean asked half yelling.

Cas looked embarrassed like he had been caught doing something. His eyes dropped to the floor. Why was he ignoring him? He was in his shop for crying out loud.

Cas still didn't say anything. "Can I help you with something?," Dean asked while eyeing him up and down.

He had on slacks with a white button up shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Dean focused on the red and white tie that hung loosely from his neck. He guessed he was just getting out of work.

His hair was a beautiful mess as if he had just rolled out of bed. But Dean was definitely not checking him out. Nope. This was his nemesis.

"I- my car broke down," Cas finally muttered with his head still hanging low.

Dean crossed his arms and smirked. "And you need my help?"

Cas nodded and continued to stare at his shoes. Dean felt guilt swell up in his chest. Wasn't he just being a cocky bastard not even two days ago? Now he wouldn't even look at him.

"Maybe I should just give you three hundred dollars and let you fix it yourself," Dean said. He just couldn't help himself.

Cas seemed to recollect himself. He shook his head and Dean felt more guilt when his eyes showed how hurt he really was. "Never mind. I really don't need your help," he replied and turned to leave.

Dean stuck his hand out quickly and grabbed his forearm to pull him back inside the shop. Cas spun on his heel and bumped his chest into Dean's.

Dean stared into his eyes and let his eyes flick to catch a glimpse of his perfectly pink, chapped lips.

He licked his lips and stepped backwards once he was sure Cas could stand up on his own. He coughed nervously and ran a hand up and down the back of his neck.

"So, uh, why don't you show me your car?," Dean suggested.

He felt uncomfortable in the small shop. The tension between him and Cas was beginning to be too much for him. What he needed was some fresh air.

"Its out here. I had to get it towed," Cas replied and walked outside.

Dean looked around the small parking lot. "I thought you said it was here. All I see is a crappy Hybrid."

"That is mine," Cas said rolling his eyes.

Dean whistled lowly sarcastically. "Well, thank God you keep that thing in the garage."

"Can you fix it or not?," Cas snapped.

Dean held his hands up defensively. "Alright. Alright. I'll see what I can do. Do you have a ride home?"

Cas furrowed his brow. "No. I was just going to walk home. Its not too far."

"It's three miles," Dean pointed out.

Cas shrugged. "It's nice out."

Dean sighed and shook his head. "Come on, man. Just let me give you a ride. Were neighbors and I was about to close up shop anyways."

Cas thought it over before nodding his head.

Dean smiled and tried not to think about how adorable Cas looked right now. Or the way just looking at him made his stomach do flips.

XXX

"So, what brought you to Lawrence?," Dean asked as he started up his baby.

Cas buckled himself in and just looked generally uncomfortable. "New opportunity."

Dean nodded and pulled out of the parking lot. He waited for Cas to say something else but he never did.

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and hummed to the rock music playing through the speakers with a smile on his face.

Cas smiled. "Aerosmith? Really?," he teased.

"Hey! Who can resist Steven Tyler?," Dean said with a smile.

They drove in silence for another mile with only the sound of 'Angel' playing softly until Dean started singing along quietly.

"I want your love- let's break the walls between us," he sang quietly while focusing on the road.

Cas rolled his eyes but couldn't resist. "Don't make it tough- I'll put away my pride," he sang along with Dean.

Dean laughed as they sang the chorus together at a stoplight. He didn't even care about the weird looks he was getting from pedestrians or the people in the car next to him. For the first time in a long time he was having fun.

"You're my angel come and save me tonight! You're my angel come and make it alright!," they sang as they brought their heads closer together.

Cas laughed and Dean had to admit he loved the way he looked so carefree. Cas's eyes flicked to Deans lips and he visibly swallowed. Before he could do anything the shrill sound of Cas's phone rang over the music.

Cas looked apologetic as he took his cell phone out and answered it.

Dean turned down the music so Cas could hear the other person. That was the only reason. Not because he was nosy or anything.

"Hey…um I'm going to be home soon," he mumbled into the receiver while glancing at Dean.

Dean pulled into his driveway and put his car in park while Cas continued his conversation but made no move to get out.

"Uh, yeah. We can do dinner tonight…Okay…I love you, too, Gabriel," Cas said with embarrassment.

Dean felt like his heart had stopped beating. Gabriel? His boyfriend that he loves? He swallowed down the large knot that formed in his throat. How could he ever let him get under his skin like that? He was an idiot.

"See you tonight," Cas said as he put his cell phone back into his pocket.

Dean clenched his jaw. "Why are you still here?," he asked bitterly.

Dean watched as Cas's face fell. "Oh. I'm- I'm sorry. I guess I'll get going then," he stuttered and opened the passenger door to leave.

"Yeah. Sounds like a good idea," Dean commented and slammed his door shut.

Cas pursed his lips. "Why are you such a dick?," he asked slamming his own door.

"Me? I just gave you a ride home in the car that you tried to destroy," Dean cried defensively.

"I told you that was an accident," Cas shot back getting angrier.

"I just don't understand why you wouldn't exchange insurance info with me."

"Yeah. You wouldn't understand," Cas said backing out of Deans driveway.

Dean said nothing and watched as Cas walked angrily across the street. He turned back around and faced Dean with his arms crossed. "That's why you have no friends. Because you push people away. Have fun with your miserable life," Cas said coldly and walked inside his home.

Dean tightened his fists up. He wanted to scream. He wanted to puck something or someone. This guy was so infuriating.

He sighed and walked inside. Then, he closed his eyes and leaned against the door because he knew deep down that everything Cas said was right.

XXX

Dean was putting the finishing touches on his prank for Cas. He thought about calling the whole thing off but that dick had it coming after yesterday.

He should be expecting Cas soon to pick up his car and if it all went well he wouldn't even notice until he got home hopefully.

Dean took a step back to admire his work. He had tore out some pages from the magazines that Cas had sent him and taped them up and down the entire right side of Cas's Hybrid.

The pictures ranged from dudes giving other dudes blow jobs to full on penetration. The faces of the models were twisted in pleasure. Dean felt his own dick twitch in his pants as his mind drifted to imagining what Cas would look like underneath him.

He shook his head and coughed nervously. He needed to get it together.

He parked the car horizontally with the right side showing only so Cas would just get in and drive away. He smiled to himself. He was a genius.

And just like clockwork, a car pulled up with Cas sitting in the passenger seat. Dean felt his jaw clench again when he noticed the golden haired man driving him around.

They both stepped out together. The man held his hand out to Dean. "Hey there! Thanks so much for fixing Cassie's ride. Now I can stop driving his ass around."

Dean shook the man's hand firmly and smiled tightly. "No problem," he said unattached.

Is that really how Cas's boyfriend talked to him? He couldn't help but think about how much better he'd treat Cas.

He shook his head and reminded himself over and over how he hated him.

"How much do I owe you?," Cas asked pulling out his wallet out of his back pocket.

Dean held his hand up. "Nothing. It was just a loose cable on the engine. Its fine."

Cas tilted his head but put his wallet back up. And it was really not endearing and adorable at all. "Are you sure?," he asked.

"Positive."

"Okay. Well, thank you, Dean," he said sincerely.

Dean smiled but it was meant more for himself. He couldn't wait to see his face when he realized what Dean did to the other side of his car.

"Oh and this is my brother," he said gesturing to the man who was smirking and looking Dean up and down. "Gabriel."

"Uh, G- Gabriel?," Dean stuttered.

Gabriel was his brother? Dean felt like the weight on his chest had lifted. But then came crashing back when he remembered what he did to Cas's car.

"That's what they call me," he said with a continued smirk.

"Oh. Uh. Nice to meet you," Dean managed to say.

Gabe nodded. "Likewise, Romeo. I'm going to get going."

Cas nodded as well. "Okay. Thanks for the rides."

"Anything for my little bro," he said back with a sly wink to Dean before getting in his car and leaving.

Cas turned back to Dean when Gabe's car disappeared down the road. "He's usually a bit more intolerant than that," he commented.

Dean nodded but said nothing. He handed Cas his car keys and watched as Cas placed a hand on the door handle to get in.

Dean felt the guilt begin to weigh heavy on him again. He reached out and closed the door quickly. Cas looked up at him with a confused but angry look.

"Wait, Cas," he started. He changed his mind. He couldn't go through with it.

"Save it, Dean. I don't need anything from you. So please just let me leave," he said cutting Dean off.

Dean nodded sadly and backed up. "Fine," he mumbled.

He watched as Cas got in and drove out of the parking lot. He could hear cars honking a few seconds later. Most likely at what was on Cas's car.

He threw his head back and closed his eyes. He just pulled a great prank. But instead of feeling joy like he usually would all he felt was empty.