ANNOUNCEMENT!
As some of you may know, I started school a few weeks ago. I am so stressed out from it. So, I am going on a two to three week break. I need to catch up with a shit ton of work and dancing every night isn't helping. I promise to take this small break to work on the story and get a few chapters written! Once I get ahead on the story, I will be posting regularly on Mondays again. I am so sorry about this but I literally can't balance all of this work.
I will be posting again before Supernatural begins to air again I promise. If I'm not, come hunt me down I really don't care. I am NOT leaving this story unfinished. Promise on Sam Winchester's life.
Dean was wiping the counter from a spilled drink. He had been running the bar a little more than Sam lately, but he didn't really mind. He was started to get behind on sleep and soon he knew that he would be in a terrible mood if he didn't get any. Luckily, Sam promised to come in today so Dean could go home early. He came home from the Novaks' yesterday, but was so out of it that Dean made sure that he stayed home. Gabriel promised that he would watch him and if he tried to leave, he wouldn't let him. Dean was entirely grateful that Gabriel was helping him because Sam was a stubborn son of a bitch and if he didn't want to do something he wouldn't. Sam landed on the bed and was out for the next seven hours. By the time that he woke back up, it was too late to come into the bar. It was a good thing that the bar was nearly empty and Dean didn't need any help.
It was early Tuesday night, so no one was really in. Most people were going to still be at Christmas celebrations, but then the few days before New Year's it would be full. Dean surveyed the bar before he heard the door open. Looking up, He saw Cas walk in with his trench coat flying behind him.
"Hey Cas!"
"Hello Dean." Cas greeted as he sat at one of the stools. "Could a have a beer?"
Dean stared at Cas before he moved to reach for a glass. "Sure, uh, sorry."
After Dean filled a glass up he handed it to Cas. "So what's new?"
"Nothing. I haven't gotten around to anything since Christmas. I should be grading papers, though."
"How was that?"
Cas rolled his eyes before drinking some of the beer. "It was tedious. I realized what dicks my family is."
"It couldn't have been that bad, right? I bet you guys had some binding time or something."
"We watched a movie if that's what you mean."
"There! Were they any good?"
Cas thought for a minute, "Not quite. I'm not a fan of horror movies."
"Have you seen Star Trek? It's amazing and you might like it. It's not horror and you like science fiction." Dean offered.
"No I haven't."
"Do you want to come over and watch it? Sam's going to take over tonight and tomorrow morning so I won't be doing anything."
"I don't think that I'm doing anything. I'll check with Gabriel in case he needs anything."
Dean nodded before he headed over to a couple sitting at the end of the bar. He was going through the motions, but wasn't really paying attention to anything else. He might have a chance with Cas. He's going to be able to talk to him and relax with him and talk. Dean was grinning like an idiot when he walked over to Cas who was putting he phone away.
"Any news?"
"Gabriel said that he doesn't need anything and if I go anywhere dangerous to take you." Cas sighed before looking back at Dean.
"Awesome." Dean grinned.
"I don't plan on going anywhere dangerous Dean."
"That's not what I meant Cas."
Cas raised his eyebrow before asking, "Than what are you so filled with awe about?"
Sam walked out from the kitchen as Dean was about to say something.
"Hey Cas!"
"Hello Sam." Cas nodded
"Alright Dean, if you wanna go, I can take care of this." Sam motioned around the nearly empty bar before looking back at Dean, "I'll call you if I need anything."
"Dean nodded, "Alright. Jo's coming in a little later today, so you need to serve."
Sam nodded, "Don't you think that it's about time that we hired again? I mean that there's no one here to help and you are up to your ears with work."
"It doesn't really matter. I can handle it."
"Dean, you don't need to take care of this yourself, you know. Just ask for help and I'm sure that someone will come."
Dean just shrugged before turning to Cas. "Ready? I have a lot of popcorn so I hope that you like it."
"I'm ready." Cas stood up before he reached into his pocket for his wallet.
While shaking his head Dean said, "On the house."
"Are you sure?" Cas asked.
Sam just rolled his eyes as Dean and Cas stared at each other for a while. "It's fine Cas."
Dean blushed when he realized that Sam was still there. "Yea, so, let's go, uh, goodnight Sam."
He left from behind the counter and went into the back, leaving Sam and Cas at the bar.
"You two going to hang out?"
Cas just stared at Sam instead of answering.
"Look, I don't care. Just, don't insult Kirk."
"How did you know that we were going to watch that?"
"That's all he does. Maybe he'll show you the Star Trek pajamas that he has. But really Cas, don't do anything dumb. I don't want you thinking that you can send these signals and then leave him."
"I'm not planning on it Sam."
Sam nodded.
Dean exited the kitchen with his jacket on and the car keys in hand. "See you later Sam."
Sam waved as Dean and Cas exited the bar. When the door shut behind them, Cas stuck his hands in his pockets. "Who's Kirk?"
"You don't know?"
Cas shook his head as they sat in the impala.
"Dude, you can't not know who Kirk is. Everyone does."
"I never really watched movies growing up Dean."
"That never stopped anyone before." Dean mumbled.
He pulled out of the parking lot. "So Cas, did you eat?"
"Dinner? A little."
Dean nodded. "If you're hungry tell me. It's kinda early in the day for dinner, but whatever."
"It's fine Dean."
"Alright. I might make burgers later."
Cas smiled, "My favorite."
Dean silently cheered. Burgers were easy and he made the best. "Anything else you want?"
"No. Thank you."
They sat in silence as Dean drove to his apartment. Cas admired the decorated building as they flew by them. Dean pulled the impala up to his apartment building. After shutting off the engine, he and Cas climbed out. They made their way inside and up the stairs to Dean's apartment.
"Is this your apartment?" Cas asked as he pointed to the door.
As Cas was pointing to the door, Dean noticed then that the wood was getting older and the paint had chips in it. The numbers were old and some were tilted at an odd angle. He suddenly felt like he didn't want Cas to see the inside and judge him because he didn't have a nice apartment. "Yea."
He opened the door to reveal the apartment. He cleaned it the other day, but there were still a few things strewn across the room.
"It's very nice Dean." Cas complemented.
Dean smiled as Cas took off his trench coat, reliving a black suit underneath. "Don't you ever wear anything else?"
"I don't really wear anything besides this type of style if that's what you mean."
Nodding, Dean led them to the kitchen. He couldn't help but think that Cas would look amazing in jeans and one of his band shirts. "I'll make popcorn. You want anything to drink?"
"No. I'll get the popcorn out." Cas looked around before sheepishly asking, "Where is it?"
"Bottom cabinet by the fridge."
"Thank you." Cas said as he bent over to reach the box.
Dean happened to notice that his ass was framed perfectly in his pants. "Uhhh, yea."
After they got their snacks and Dean was satisfied with the movie they sat on the couch. Dean ended up getting up again to grab licorice and some beer before the movie even started playing. Halfway through the movie, Cas moved closer.
"Is there a reason that your apartment is so cold?"
"I think that the heat isn't working again. It does that."
"That's odd. Who fixes it?"
"I do, or if I don't have time I tell the manager and she calls someone. I can go get more blankets if you want."
Cas curled up so he was closer to Dean. "I'm good."
"Are you sure?"
Cas nodded before he turned so his cheek was resting on Dean's chest. After that movie, they put in another and after that another. Soon, Dean and Cas were curled up on the couch together while Star Trek played softly in the background. Dean fell asleep during the beginning of the third one, and Cas fell asleep at the end.
Dean shifted in the morning. There was something pressed up against him, but he didn't know what. After looking up, he realized that he and Cas fell asleep on the couch. The menu screen for the movie was still playing in the background. Cas had an arm wrapped around Dean's waist, and his face was pressed into Dean's back.
"I am not little spoon." Dean mumbled as he untangled himself from Cas.
Quietly, he made his way to the kitchen and turned on the coffee machine. He looked down at his rumpled outfit before deciding to take a shower. He left the living room and shut the bathroom door. Dean took a quick shower before shutting off the water. After toweling himself off, he walked to the bedroom as quietly as possible. Sorting through the drawers of clothing, he pulled out a light pair of jeans and a Metallica shirt. After he was satisfied with his outfit, he walked into the kitchen, where Cas was standing with his back to him.
"Morning Cas." He yawned.
Cas turned away from the stove. "Good morning Dean."
"Whatcha cooking?"
"Eggs and bacon." He absently said.
Dean smirked, "Thanks, but you didn't need to."
Cas just shrugged, "It was the least that I could do."
Dean nodded, "Sorry about falling asleep. You don't even have any clothing to change into."
"It's fine."
"You could borrow a pair of sweatpants if you wanted."
Cas thought for a short amount of time before responding, "If it is not an inconvenience to you."
"It's fine. I'll go get some and you can change after you finish cooking."
Dean walked back into his bedroom before asking himself, "What am I doing?"
He pulled out a pair of grey sweatpants and a black ACDC shirt with grey writing before folding them and putting them on the bed. He looked around to make sure that the room wasn't too messy. The curtains were open slightly to let in the small amount of light from the morning in. The bed was hastily made with pillows haphazardly thrown on top. The closet doors were shut to help hide the mess that was inside. Dean nodded before walking back into the kitchen.
"It's on the bed then."
"Thank you Dean." Cas looked up from the pan of eggs he was serving.
Dean stared at Cas instead of saying something. His perfectly messy bedhead was complemented by his giant blue eyes.
"Are you going to stand in the doorway all morning, or are you going to come sit?" Cas asked.
Dean swallowed before moving so he was sitting at the small table in the corner of the kitchen.
"You can eat, I'll be right back."
Cas walked out of the kitchen and went into Dean's room. He looked around the room before his eyes landed on a picture that was on his nightstand. It was old and of a women holding a young boy. Cas smiled when he realized that it was Dean.
Dean looked up from the plate of eggs he was eating when Cas walked back in. The sweatpants were slung low on his hips with the shirt leaving a small amount of skin showing. He was holding his outfit in his arms. "Where should I put this?"
"Just on the couch would be good." Dean answered.
He watched as Cas walked away, his hips slightly swaying.
"You're doing this on purpose you bastard." Dean thought.
Cas sat back down at the table before asking, "Was that picture of your mother?"
It took Dean a minute to realize that Cas was talking about the framed picture in his room. "Yea."
"I see where you get your looks from."
Dean just stared at Cas before looking back down at his plate. "Thanks."
They ate in silence with the only sound of silverware scraping plates.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Dean asked.
"No."
"I thought that you said you had papers to grade. You don't need to be here."
"I would rather be here."
"A dingy apartment in a crappy neighborhood?"
"With you." Cas stared at Dean before continuing, "Don't you think that you deserve someone Dean?"
"Not really. I'm a high school dropout who doesn't have friends."
"Hey Dean? You with me?" Sam was waving a hand in front of Dean's face.
Dean snapped out of his thoughts before turning to Sam, "Yea, great got it."
"Really Dean?"
Dean just stared at Sam.
"I was asking what you think that we should do for New Year's."
"Jo and Benny have some great ideas."
Sam rolled his eyes. "What's up?"
"Nothing."
"You've been out of it since you came to the bar Dean. Do you think I'm going to believe that?"
Dean shrugged, "Worth a shot, right?"
"No."
Dean went to walk out from behind the bar, but Sam blocked his path.
"Seriously dude?"
Sam rolled his eyes before he looked to the door. Gabriel and Cas walked in, bringing a breeze of cold air with them.
"Hey kiddo!" Gabriel greeted before sitting on a stool.
Sam gave Dean one last look before he walked over to Gabriel. "Hey, what's going on?"
"Nothing much. No plans for the week." Gabriel shrugged.
"Come down here for New Year's." Sam offered.
Dean walked over before grinning, "Yea, Sam here's going to serve special drinks."
Sam frowned, "I never said that."
"Well you are now." Dean slapped Sam on the shoulder before he walked to the other end of the bar.
Turning to Cas, he studied him. He was wearing his usual trench coat and a suit. He also has a stack of papers with him, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. "What are you doing?"
"Grading papers." Cas answered, barley looking up from them.
"At a bar?"
"I didn't want to forget."
Sam raised an eyebrow before continuing, "Why didn't you just stay home?"
"I'm trying to be social."
Gabriel rolled his eyes at Cas's statement before mumbling, "See more Winchester ass I bet. I heard someone is going to man up soon."
Sam laughed but Cas seemed to miss the comment. When Dean came back over with two empty beer bottles, he stared at Sam. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"Take these to the back then, and get a new bag for the bin." Dean pushed the bottles off to Sam before continuing, "There are some college chicks at the bar that are calling my name."
Cas watched as Dean walked over to the girls who were flirting with him. He was obviously eyeing them up. One of them leaned across the bar before playfully whispering in Dean's ear.
"Dating? No, why?"
The girl giggled before twirling her fingers in her hair. "My friend and I were wondering what you were doing tonight."
Deciding that he had enough, Cas got up and walked out the door. He was trying to get Dean and he goes off and flirts with other people. Did the fact that they woke up curled around each other mean nothing to him?
Cas kicked a rock that was along the wall before he heard the crunching of someone walking toward him. Turning around, he saw Dean.
"What the hell?"
Cas walked so they were practically standing toe to toe. "What the hell? Really Dean?"
"Cas, what's up?"
"The fact that whatever we're trying to get here means nothing to you!" Cas grabbed the front of Dean's shirt and pulled him closer.
"What?"
"Don't play dumb Dean. I know that you think that we should be something, but you're too scared to let anyone near you. So you go and flirt with girls so you can get off for a night. I'm trying to say that I like you, but you're not listening. You are only sending out mixed signals."
Dean smirked before he put his hands on Cas's wrists. "I'm not the only one sending out mixed signals here. I think that you want to fuck and the next minute, you're ignoring me. I just needed to get your attention."
"Is that what this was? A fucking test?"
"Yea. I figured since you are the possessive type, you would say something."
Cas moved so he could push Dean up against the wall, "I am not a toy Winchester. You do not try something to see if I will respond how you want me to."
Dean continued to smirk, "I just needed to get your attention and move this along. I was beginning to lose hope."
Cas leaned in to Dean so his lips were brushing Dean's. "I'll do what I want at the pace I want Winchester."
"Then don't fucking blame me if I don't like it." Dean shot back.
"Really? Because I'm almost positive that you do." Cas said as he moved so his body was pressed up against Dean's. "A little more than positive."
Cas leaned in so his lips were crashing against Dean's. He bit Dean's bottom lip before breaking away. Dean began to whine but was cut off by Cas.
"Mine Winchester." He moved so Dean was left standing against the wall.
Dean reached forward before pulling Cas back with his tie. "My place. Right now."
Cas smirked, "That's what I thought."
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