trigger warning: drugs. Only a little bit (for now) but i thout i should warn you in advance.
Chapter Four: Anna's Treat
Dean got in the driver's seat of the Impala, smiling at Cas as he did so. "Where's the best place in town?"
"I just got a text from Anna," Cas replied, "telling us to go to the candy shop. She said she left something for us." Cas looked at Dean, confused.
'For us?' Dean wondered. 'What could Anna want with me?'
"I think we should go." Dean was actually really curious (and kind of nervous) about what the candy shop held for him.
"Really?" Cas looked like he didn't really trust Anna or want to follow her orders.
"Come on Cas, it could be fun. Where's your sense of adventure?" Dean elbowed him playfully, but Cas didn't get it, so it was kind of awkward.
"Okay. Let's go."
Dean started up the Impala. He pulled out of the driveway of the motel and turned in the direction of the shop. A Led Zeppelin song was playing, and Cas looked like he was enjoying it immensely. By the time the song was over, they had pulled up in front of the shop.
Cas looked at Dean, grinning. "Zeppelin rules."
'He likes my music! Could he get more perfect?' Dean smiled back at him, saying, "Amen to that, Cas."
They got out of the car, heading to the candy shop. The light was on, which Dean thought was odd; the shop had supposedly closed hours ago. The door was unlocked, so Dean and Cas opened it.
As soon as they were inside, their nostrils were filled with the wondrous aroma of brownies. Dean's suspicion about Anna disappeared and was replace with gratitude and joy. He suddenly noticed how hungry he really was. The chocolate scent was going to drive him crazy if he didn't get to it soon.
"Where is that amazing smell coming from?" Dean asked. He looked all around the room, eyes landing on a large red arrow stuck to the wall. It said 'THIS WAY' in big silver letters.
"I would hypothesize that the large and obvious red arrow would point us in the general direction of the smell's source." Cas said this with a completely serious look on his face, not even trying to be snarky.
"No shit, Sherlock."
"I don't understand that reference."
Dean rolled his eyes and headed in the arrow's direction. Cas wasn't as eager to get to the brownies as Dean was. He still didn't completely trust his sister. Cas trotted off after Dean, following the arrows down the long hallway. The scent got stronger and more irresistible with each step they took. They pointed him into Anna's office.
Her "office" was more like a bedroom than a room used for business. It had plain white walls and a black and white checkered carpet. A simple, yet elegant, chandelier hung from the middle of the ceiling, lighting the room with a soft glow. There were no desks or office chairs; instead there were two small, red armchairs with little black and white footstools. There were two black sofas in the middle of the room, their fronts pushed together, forming a comfortable-looking nest. There were white pillows scattered and red blankets draped arbitrarily over furniture. On one wall was a large red arrow, pointing to a small podium. There sat the two brownies on a plate, steaming like they just came out of the oven.
"Hallelujah, baby!" Dean practically ran to the treats, stopping only to inhale the scent. Then he picked up a brownie and took a huge bite. "Oh my God, this is DELICIOUS!" His mouth was full of chocolate, and Cas chuckled as he walked over to Dean. He looked adorable with his bright green eyes shining and his lips covered with fudge. Cas picked up the other brownie and took a bite.
"Wow," Cas said. "This is good."
Dean looked at him, dumbstruck. "'This is good'? That's all you have to say? This brownie is the best damn thing I have ever eaten, and that's saying something cuz I eat a lot. Biting this wonderful desert was like killing a thousand demons while Black Sabbath has a concert in the background. It was like getting tucked into bed but also like injecting caffeine into your veins. It was like-" but Cas couldn't take it anymore. He pushed the other man up against the wall and kissed him.
Those cliché fireworks pooped in Cas's head as his lips met Dean's. For a moment, everything was good in the world. Like everything else was put on pause while him and Dean went on fast forward. And Dean kissed him back. It wasn't a too rushed kiss or a too slow kiss. It was perfect and full of love. Dean wanted it to never end but Cas pulled away.
They looked into each other's eyes, each one not believing what just happened. All they could do was stare at each other, hopeful that the other would speak next. Cas was the one to eventually break the silence.
"I've been wanting to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you."
"Yeah. Same here." Dean seemed oddly out of breath. His heart was racing as he looked at the blue-eyed man. He smiled. "Who would have thought that brownies could bring people together." He took an other bite from his desert, and Cas did the same.
Dean finished his before Cas did, and he took the opportunity to stare a the fine specimen he just kissed. He was so lucky he took this case and came to California. He was so glad that Sammy had picked up his phone when Bobby called. He gazed at Cas with love threatening to spill over his eyes. His thoughts were interrupted when Cas said, "You do realize that these are not normal brownies."
Dean looked at Cas, confused. "Whaddaya mean 'not normal'?"
"I think Anna put drugs in these in an attempt to bring us together." He looked at Dean, waiting for his reaction.
"Well I guess she got her wish." Dean smiled, and Cas returned the expression. "Woah," Dean suddenly said. He sarted falling to the ground, weak in the knees. Luckily, Cas caught him before he collapsed. He heaved Dean onto the sofa-nest, panting slightly.
"Dean, are you alright?" Cas waved a hand over his face checking for consciousness. Dean's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled.
"I think the LSD has kicked in." Dean's eyes were wide when he looked around. Then Cas collapsed smiling onto the sofa-nest at Dean's side. Dean smiled and kissed the half-conscious man on his forehead.
And so it begins: Destiel. sorry the chapter was kinda short; i'm working in making these longer! Tell me if you think I should do a chapter where they're all drugged up and hyper. I've got some ideas, but let me know if you would rather have me stick to the plotline in a review! reviews are like brownies and I love brownies so...review? Thanks for reading! :)
