Work was boring as ever, and once again I can't take my mind off of Castiel. Already, I messed up two accounts and it was not even ten in the morning..just because I was thinking about Castiel. I slam my head on my desk."What the hell is wrong with me?" I groan and once again redo the paperwork for a building renovation for the umteeth time.

The rest of my morning consisted of these screw ups, and I am beginning to think there is something really wrong with me. Castiel and I are friends, nothing ? Sure we were pretending to be a couple, but it's not real..no way could these feelings be real. "I am straight..he is straight...who am I kidding I am going straight to hell." I groan a bit, head once more colliding into my desk. "He said I wasn't his type..what the hell is his 'type'?...Man I can get any women I want." I reposition myself, so I am sitting up straight. "Surely there Is something I can do...I mean..being friends is cool and all.." I sigh" Damn it Cas..What the hell Are you doing to me?" I kick my feet up onto my desk grabbing my phone."...What am I doing…?" I trace the edge of my phone with my thumb. "He surely is working..Something I really should be doing.." I open my contacts and scroll through looking For Castiel's name. "I mean, I could tell him it is to keep up our charade, that we need to go out on more 'fake dates'...though I doubt he would take them seriously..Or me seriously.." I set the phone down with a sigh. Acting like a schoolgirl really does not suit me, I should play it cool and not scare him off. Hell who knows at this point, maybe it is just a phase...Yeah, and maybe money will fall from the sky.

My mind soon began to wonder off again, this time thinking about the first painting I saw that was Castiel's. The angels and the skyscrapers, the blues of the sky that made it feel like you were staring out of a window and witnessing it for your own eyes. It was honestly incredible the talent Cas had. Still, the more I think about it, the more I feel that the picture was more..sad?

My phone vibrated and I nearly fell backward, scrambling for my phone. I pick it up and look at the screen to find a text message from no other than Castiel. I stare at the screen for a second as if the words were written in elvish.

"Meet me at 12. I will be in front of the gallery."

Oh, that's right...WE were supposed to meet for lunch again today. I sigh a bit and look at the time in the corner of my phone screen. Damn. I still have an hour. "Guess I will be counting the minutes." I grumble, Going through the motions of my work again, mind not really in it.

When I reached the Gallery, Cas was already out there, crossing his arms and looking around. I had to check my clock to make sure I wasn't , right on time. I park along the curb and get out, walking over to Cas. "Been waiting here long?"

Castiel did not reply, which confused me, simply starting to walk away. I guess he expected me to follow because he looked over his shoulder and gave an exasperated sigh. Castiel seemed a bit different, paler and more he not feeling well? "Man, you okay? you look like hell." I began To get a bit worried. Sure, I have not known Castiel for long, but he seemed off. "We can skip lunch if you are not feeling well, looks like you need some sleep."

"Sleep is for the weak. And for your information, I am healthy enough."

"Cas, you look like shit, seriously if I did not know any better; I would think you were a ghost."

"Dean. For the love of all things holy, I pulled an all nighter with no caffeine whatsoever then went to work and and my ear gnawed off by Janet with STILL no caffeine in my system. I never considered murdering someone sooo badly I swear. Believe me, I was extremely tempted, Dean. REALLLLLYYYYY tempted." Castiel groaned a bit.

I laugh a bit and shake my head. It seems I was worried for nothing, Castiel was just being dramatic.

"What!?" castiel demands, getting defensive. "You think my misery is funny!?"

I raise my hands in defense, laughing even more "No no, I was just worried you were scared me for a bit."

"I am dying for caffeine." Castiel Leans against me in a melodramatic fashion, groaning fake sounds of agony.

"Okay okay! We will get you to a starbucks, so don't you die on me, Cas."

"No promises." Castiel leans more against me, purposely becoming dead weight to the point I had to basically be carrying him to keep him from falling to the sidewalk." I'm dyyyyiiinnnngggggggg!"

"Oh stop being so dramatic!"

"Drama is a form of art." Cas rose his hand to his forehead, acting out the cliche of swooning. "Oh the humanity, I'm dyiiinnngggg"

"Don't quit your day job." I chuckle a bit, picking Cas up bridal style, deciding just to play along with his game. "I shall valiantly save the princess from excruciating parol."

"Bitch I am a queen." Castiel smirked a bit. " Oh by the way, Double date tonight."

I almost dropped Cas, stumbling a bit, heart beginning to race. "Wait what!?"

"Janet found a new victim, and insists that we tag along. So to keep with the story we made up, we really cannot refuse."

"Fuck." I groan a bit "She really does not believe us does she?"

"Not in the slightest."

"Guess we have to up our game don't we?"

""That we do."