Chapter 6
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If he hadn't grew up with way too many brothers and sisters, some of them being sadists or pranksters imune to shame, Castiel would be mortified by now.
Getting caught in the act by Meg and Charlie was the worst thing that could have ever happened.
A little voice in his head said that he was being overly dramatic, that it surely could have been worse than that. It could have been Gabriel and Michael, or worse, Lucifer and his sweat started forming on his forehead at the idea. God knows what would have happened then.
One thing for sure, the incident would have followed him to the grave and he would have heard and be scolled about it at every family reunion.
Hell, Gabriel would surely still joke about it while he was on his death bed.
At least it was his best friend that caught them, and a good friend of Dean's apparently.
Not that the thought of them seeing his penis in Dean's hand wasn't gonna make him cringe until the end of times.
He was quite frustrated and somehow jealous of how casual Dean could be about it, having a discussion with the girls while they were still on each other and about to have sex. He couldn't even bring himself to look at them in the eyes. He relaxed when he saw that they didn't really care and seemed to be happy that they were both getting at it.
After all if they didn't have a problem, he might as well calm down and not be the one to create one by making things worse than they actually were.
He tried asking them if they could all just forget about what happened and pretend it never did but of course the girls said no.
He should have known better, there was no way Charlie would let this go, ever.
Hopefully, with Dean's help he had managed to push them out of the room and lock the door shut behind them.
He had such mixed feelings about the whole thing that he didn't knew how to react when he looked into Dean's eyes afterwards. He was a ball of nerves after the shock of getting caught but he also wanted to burst into laughter as Charlie's face and reaction replayed in his mind. With some distance, all of it was quite a comedy.
He could see that Dean's mind was working the same way as his and when he saw the spark of amusement in his eyes he couldn't help himself.
They both started laughing until they were out of breath, releasing the pressure they were both feeling until then. At least it would be a funny trauma.
Once they caught their breath, Castiel whispered in Dean's ear that they should get back to work with the underlying promise of more , private, activities if they managed to get something done.
Dean had nodded eagerly and hurried to sat down at the table, earning a small laugh.
Castiel blushed a little at the sight of the mess they had made with the papers scattered around, the water that had been put there at their disposal dripping from the table to the floor.
"Maybe we should clean up a little first, because there is no way we're gonna find anything like this...To think that I spent countless hours organizing it all and now it's ruined because I couldn't keep it in my pants!" groaned Castiel as he started picking up papers, looking at the dates and names to put them back in order.
"I say it was worth it! I would gladly do a hundred hours of classifying if it means seeing your pretty face all flushed from how much you want me and having that gorgeous cock of yours in my hand." answered Dean while getting up to press his body on Castiel's back and put an arm around his waist.
"Dean, that's not helping...We need to fix this mess not make more of it! And saying things like this is definitely going to lead to me coming all over Mrs. Jenkins' files and having to explain my dad and siblings what are these weird stains. Which I really, really don't want to." protested Castiel, trying to move away from Dean's grip with an even bigger blush.
"Well, that would be something I would like to see! I'm sure that it would be hilarious to see you struggle to find a good explanation while you'll be all flustered thinking about tha actual reason." laughed Dean, letting his hand slip lower and lower until it rested on Castiel's growing erection.
"Dean, come on...we need this done!" whined Castiel while still resting his head on Dean's shoulder to kiss him deeply.
"There is something, or someone that I need to do first." said Dean in a low voice as he tightened his grip. Castiel gasped and started moving around against him, bucking his hips into his hand.
He saw a victorious smile spread across Dean's face as he did but he didn't care.
They were late on their work already so a bit more, a bit less. Castiel turned around and threw his arm around Dean's neck, pressing his body against his some more and his tongue dancing against his harder.
Until they heard a loud knock on the door and Charlie's voice whisper "I know you're probably 'busy' but the accounting service just asked me to bring you their previsional bilan regarding your case. If you plan on ever actually working, you will need this. And Cas, your father expects to receive a memo from you by tomorrow morning stating your progress with Dean. Your professional progresses obviously." They heard her laugh quietly at the last sentence and both rolled their eyes.
Looks like God didn't wanted them to get off, sending an interuption their way every time they would get too close to it. Castiel felt his frustration rise, not getting anything done at any level was too much for him to handle. He sighed loudly before putting some distance between Dean and himself, ignoring the other man's groans and protests.
He went and opened the door after making sure that they were both somehow presentable.
It opened on Charlie staring at him with a bright and malicious smile.
"Sorry to interrupt, again." she said, handing him the files over.
"No you're not." answered Castiel while looking through the pages quickly.
"You're right, I'm not! Adios, bitches!" she laughed as she turned her heels and left.
Castiel was still looking through the data as he made his way back to the table.
"I need you to look at this very closely and tell me if something looks off to you." he said suddently very serious.
Dean frowned and took the papers to do as he was suggested.
Unable to control his unexpected nervousness as he waited for an answer, Castiel sorted out everything that had been anywhere else than where they should be and then sat in front of Dean.
He started biting his bottom lip without paying too much attention to it, this day being a real emotional rollercoaster.
After some time, Dean looked up with a concerned expression on his face.
"You were right. I mean, I worked as an accountant before deciding to jump into the stock market and I've never seen something like that. How didn't anyone notice? Whoever did this did a good job covering his tracks but didn't your team of accountants see this? It's the same pattern for every client. They are billed at every step of their contract, for every service with small fees that have no origin. When you add up all these fees per month or God forbid, per year... Someone inside this company is ripping people off without anyone noticing." he stated with anger.
"That's what I feared...but who would do that? Most of the people working on these files at a level that would allow them to do something like this are..." Castiel felt his blood run cold as realization ran over him and made him stop in his tracks.
"Are what? Come on Angel, you have nothing to be afraid of. I'm here to help you, we're working on this together remember? So we need to figure out together who did this so we can put an end to it and make these people a proper offer that will beneficit them." encouraged Dean as he came closer.
"Are my family." completed Castiel with a stern look on his face.
Dean was opening and closing his mouth, not knowing what to say. Anger and disappointment were rushing through Castiel as he looked closely to the documents. How can anyone do this?
The whole point of this company, from the day his father created it was to help and protect people by providing them the best service possible. He knew every person in this files for years, knew all of their situations, families. Some of them had been through hell the past months and were just starting to get better. Someone in here, someone that was most likely a family member, was stealing from them? His father would be furious. He didn't even want to imagine what would happen to the one who was responsible for this.
Castiel ran a hand over his face and felt Dean's hand cover his.
"It will be alright. We are going to find out who did this and then you can think about the measures necessary. Let's not jump into conclusions. We can keep this between us until we are sure about what's going on and have detailed proof to support our claims. The person who did this is smart and will have covered up behind, so if we go to your dad now with this it's very likely that they won't find the accounts who's behind the screen accounts and names. We need to hunt the person down ourselves and get him or her by surprise." he explained while tracing reassuring circles on Castiel's skin with his fingertips.
"That is the best we can do at the moment, I agree. Let's make the previsional plan of work that I can present to my father tomorrow and we can start checking every detail at the same time." approved Castiel with a heavy heart.
Dean nodded and took grabbed a notepad and pen. They both spent hours seperating datas in their own fields to put them together and see what they could offer from there.
The sun was going down when they decided to take a break and grab a coffee. It was going to be a long night, and not the type of sleepless night that Castiel had hoped they would have together.
As they silently arrived at the coffee machine, Castiel recognized Gabriel who standing there and groaned.
"I'm happy to see you too bro!" laughed his brother.
"Don't you have an office, a house? Somewhere else to be? Why are you always here?" grunted Castiel.
"Because my dear, you forget that next to the coffee machine is the vending machine full of candies! You know that your favourite brother needs his dose of sugar, otherwise I annoy everyone and no one can work properly!" he answered while Castiel realized that he was indeed shoving in his mouth candies from an open pack at an impressive pace.
"Gabriel, you're always annoying. How could it ever get worse than it already is?"
"Stop the flattery Cassie, you're gonna make me blush!" said his brother jokingly before stopping in his tracks as he was staring at Castiel's neck.
Castiel froze and frowned, starting to get nervous more and more as a smile broke on the other man's face.
"Well, well, well, would you look at that? Looks like the little brother is not as innocent as I thought he was!" he said with a mischevious grin.
Castiel frowned some more and turned to the mirror hanged on the wall to check the spot that Gabriel had been staring at. He felt color leave his face as he saw a bright red and slightly purple bite mark impose on the side of his neck. He stopped himself not to look at Dean with a dark look.
"I don't know if things got heated up for you last night or if you got lucky in your new working partner choice but well done!" added Gabriel softly so Dean wouldn't hear.
Castiel's face became as red as the mark on his neck as Gabriel walked away, muttering something about giving them more privacy and exagerating an already inappropriate wink.
"Wow, your brother is something!" laughed Dean behind him.
Castiel turned around to glare at him, showing the mark and whispering a litany of "Really?! Really?!". He saw Dean trying not to laugh again but not even hiding his big smile.
"Sorry Angel, next time I'll do it in a place that no one else than me will see." promised Dean with a tone that made Castiel's breath hitch. He already felt heat spread through him at the thought of all that this promised could bring along. If they ever managed to do anything without an audience.
"You better keep your promises Winchester, because I don't know how much longer I will manage to live with this sexual tension. My balls are going to turn blue by the time we finish this case, if we keep on like this!" said Castiel with a voice full of despair.
"At last they will match your eyes." answered Dean, bursting out in laughter.
Castiel then hit him with the folder he had brought along, only making him laugh harder.
This was bad he thought as he felt butterflies go crazy in his stomach at the sight of Dean laughing and playing with him. It seemed so natural, like they knew each other for years, while they barely had the time to learn anything about each other. They had everything to discover and yet they felt as they knew it all deep inside. Now that a storm seemed to be headed their way, they knew that they should be afraid. They knew that not only did they had to deal with the way they felt, with their fears but also with the mess they were getting into. It was a lot to handle for two young men that had met only days ago. But with each other's presence it seemed as the hole they had been trying to fill inside them for years was slowly closing, allowing them to truly express themselves and giving them the courage they had lacked for a long time.
Well, of course, they also had some other holes they both hoped to fill soon.