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So here is the next chapter, I know it's rather short, but I hope you like it all the same.
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Castiel came out of the shower on the morning of his first day at work to smell pancakes cooking. With a smile he dressed in his best suit and made his way into the kitchen where he was greeted by the sight of Dean, in his paint covered clothes and with a tea towel over his shoulder humming away as he slid a pile of pancakes onto a plate. He could see out of the corner of his eye that Sam was already at the table digging into his own stack, also dressed in a suit for the first day of his internship, but his eyes really were only for his fiancé. Fiancé, how he loved that word, though husband would be better, but hopefully one day he could use that one in connection to Dean as well.
Without a sound he moved slowly across the kitchen floor until he was behind Dean and could wrap his arms around the man and place a gently kiss onto his cheek, making sure to miss the smudge of flour which was there. He didn't want to disturb that bit of flour, it made Dean look even sexier that he already did. It reminded Cas of when he was so busy painting he didn't notice he was covering himself in it. And it reminded Cas of all the fun showers they had had after such painting sessions to remove it.
"Good morning Dean." He murmured deeply resting his head briefly in the space between Dean's shoulder blades.
"Morning angel. Food time." Dean replied holding up the plate for the man behind him to take, which Castiel did after one more quick squeeze of the man he loved.
"Thank you Dean." He said with a smile as he sat next to Sam and proceeded to pour syrup over the freshly cooked goodies.
"Gotta make sure you don't get hungry on your first day now don't I?" Dean responded placing coffee down for all three of them as well, before joining his brother and lover and the table and attacking his own food with gusto and very little table manners which Castiel found strangely attractive and Sam had long learnt to ignore.
Once done Castiel insisted on stacking the dishwasher, Dean had cooked after all. When he was finished he checked the time and realised that he and Sam should be heading out soon. For while Sam's internship wasn't at the same firm as Castiel's new job, it was within an easy walking distance and as such he was giving the younger Winchester a lift in.
Sam had gone to collect his stuff, and as such it was just Castiel and Dean in the kitchen now, staring at each other with love in their eyes.
"So how do I look?" Castiel asked into the silence and holding his hands out at the side and giving Dean a lopsided grin.
With that Dean ran his eyes slowly up and down Cas' body before he stepped forwards, his hands going to Cas' collar as he straightened his tie and settled his jacket just so on his shoulders.
"Like the hottest damn lawyer ever." Dean replied stepping back with a smirk of desire.
"Is that so?" Castiel asked raising his eyebrows, playing with Dean's words in a way that, before they had met, he would never have thought of.
"Yep. In fact if you're not careful I might just have to drag you back to bed and remove that very well-tailored suit." Dean murmured stepping forwards once more and wrapping Cas in his arms before pulling him into a passionate, yet loving kiss.
"Hmm, I think you'll have to wait until I come home for that one." Castiel responded slightly breathless once they parted.
"I can if you can." Dean responded with a chuckle before forcing himself to let go of his man.
Before Castiel could reply the two of them were interrupted by a loud cough, and turning they found Sam standing by the door his coat and bag already in hand and a bitchface look. He had heard more than he had wanted to of that exchange.
"Time to go." He said in a determined voice making Dean smirk at him before diving towards Cas for one last kiss.
"See you later angel. I know you're gonna be great." He whispered to him as he brushed off the flour which seemed to have transferred onto Cas' face from his own.
"Thank you Dean." Castiel responded with complete sincerity. He loved the confidence Dean had in him, even if he didn't share it.
"And good luck, bitch." Dean called out to Sam as the other two men made their way towards the door, leaving Dean to grab his coffee and go into his studio to start his working day, ideas of painting Cas in his suit, looking rather rumbled going through his mind.
And that evening when Castiel returned home Dean did indeed enjoy taking off his suit, as well as other things, things that Sam decided he really didn't want to hear. Which explained why come the start of his new term at law school he moved out of his brothers apartment and into one of his own. Not that Dean and Castiel noticed the difference that much. They had each other and that was all they truly needed in that gorgeous sun filled time, where they balanced their work and their time together with such perfect harmony.
