Dean ran into work, spilling his coffee on the floor.
"Sorry I'm late."
Dean panted, taking off his coat and wrapping it around his chair.
Charlie smiled.
"Dean- you're the boss, you don't really have to apologise."
Dean smirked.
"I know, but I'm just a nice guy."
Charlie slapped him playfully on the arm with a dirty rag before handing him a wrench.
"Get to work."
She barked.
Dean smirked.
"Oh Charlie, I do love it when you get domineering- it's pretty sexy you know."
Charlie rolled her eyes before giving Dean a small smile.
"Well, Winchester, you better get to work before I punish you."
Charlie teased.
"What if I want you to?"
Dean asked suggestively, before biting his lip. The pair looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Anyway, speaking of sexy things- how are things going with Dorothy?"
Charlie chuckled.
"Yeah, they're going good Dean, she's all moved in, we're watching movies and binge-watching tv shows on Netflix- all the normal couple stuff!"
Dean flushed bright red.
"What's wrong?"
Charlie asked.
Dean laughed nervously.
"Sorry, it's just that you described the last couple weeks with Cas."
"You guys aren't a couple yet?"
"What? No! He doesn't feel that way about me."
Charlie looked at Dean with scolding eyes.
"Do you feel that way about him."
Dean turned away.
"I don't know...maybe- but it doesn't matter- he's not looking for a relationship right now."
"How do you know?"
"BECAUSE HE TOLD ME!"
Dean yelled, a little more aggressively than he had intended. His gaze softened as he watched Charlie draw back.
"Sorry- I guess I'm just a little touchy about the whole subject."
Charlie sighed.
"It's okay Dean- you really like this guy, don't you?"
Dean rolled his eyes.
"God- can we just get off the subject."
"Fine."
Charlie replied. "You can go serve that man over there."
Dean nodded before approaching the man with the flashy red Ferrari and a v neck shirt- which was so low cut, Dean could almost see his non existent abs.
This guy looked like a douche- Dean thought to himself.
"Hi, I'm Balthazar."
The man announced. He was British- interesting.
"Hi I'm-"
"-Dean Winchester. I know."
Balthazar interrupted.
"How the hell do you know my name?"
Dean asked, glaring furiously at Balthazar. What else did this guy know- Dean thought to himself.
"I have my sources."
The man gave Dean a smug smile- Dean continued to glare at him.
"What else do you know?"
Dean barked.
"I know about your deadbeat dad, you little lawyer brother, the apartment you share with Castiel."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Balthazar."
"Why are you so interested in me?"
"I like to keep anyone who maybe...interested in Castiel in check."
"In check- I'm not, I'm not interested in Cas- besides what does that have to do with you."
"I'm Cas' boyfriend."
"Does he know that?"
Dean asked, Balthazar was taken slightly aback.
"Castiel and I used to be together- we had a small fight- he'll come to his senses soon enough. Until then, I've decided to make sure he doesn't...make any bad decision."
"I think Cas can make his own decisions."
Dean said, getting closer to Balthazar.
"I think you should leave."
Balthazar approached Dean, rested his hand on his hips before moving them down to squeeze Dean's ass.
"What the fuck?"
Dean growled.
Balthazar whispered in Dean's ear.
"You better watch yourself, sweetheart."
Balthazar moved away from Dean, still smirking.
Dean gave him an angry glare.
"Get out of my shop!"
He barked, Balthazar left in his pretentious Ferrari.
Dean worked through the rest of the day, trying to get Balthazar out of his mind, and hopefully out of Cas' life.