A/N: So I was inspired to do a coffee shop AU, and this happened. I really enjoyed writing this one. :3
Reviews are always welcome! c:
Dean Winchester entered the coffee shop with purpose, intending to place his usual order and head back home to watch the news. What he didn't expect to see was a very attractive man standing at the register. Dean froze for a split second, all joviality in his expression gone; instead, it was replaced with a look of complete and utter infatuation.
It was love at first sight.
Dean didn't know how he was going to be able to place his order without turning into a stuttering fool. To be frank, the man took his breath away. He resembled an angel in a human's body.
He was perfect.
Unruly hair darker than a crow's feather, a jawline sharper than the best knife in Dean's kitchen, posture no less than perfect, and those eyes. Dean had never come across more beautiful eyes. It seemed as if the ocean had taken its calmest, most serene waters and put them in the man's eyes. They were a shade of blue so clear and bright that they rivaled the most gorgeous sapphire. Dean wanted nothing more than to get lost in those eyes, studying every inch and learning their secrets.
It was a well-known fact that Dean was bisexual, but he normally settled for women. And after a rather nasty break-up, he decided to stay away from relationships for a while. But this guy seemed different. Dean could tell from the way he stood. His posture was straight, but relaxed, showing he was at ease in his environment. He interacted with people with a smile on his face, and it seemed genuine; not like the fake grins cashiers normally used to deal with customers. Dean could find no flaws in him.
Mustering his courage, Dean took a deep breath and attempted to casually amble over to the register.
"Can I get an iced mocha latte?" Dean asked. He avoided the cashier's gaze, trying not to seem nervous.
"Sure," the cashier replied in a friendly tone. "That'll be $3.14. Can I have a name for the order?"
"Dean," he said.
Castiel Novak had gone to work in the morning as if it were another normal day. He didn't expect to meet a tall, handsome stranger who all but took his breath away. And yet, that was exactly what had happened. But freaking out and getting shy would be unprofessional. Castiel took his job very seriously, so with a sigh, he resumed his normal cheery disposition. He knew he was in trouble as soon as he got one look at the man's eyes. Greener than the most fertile meadow and richer than the deepest shade of emerald, Castiel couldn't look away.
So, of course, when the man – Dean was his name – came up to the register to place an order, it took all of Castiel's self-control not to blush and giggle like a teenager. Instead, he retained his composure and handled the transaction like any other.
"I'm Castiel, by the way," he added quickly. Immediately, he regretted it. Castiel tried to avoid relationships, but something was drawing him to Dean. He sensed a goodness in him that he had never found in anyone else.
"Castiel, huh?" Dean asked. "Never heard that one before." No one else was waiting in line, so he stayed by the register to talk with Castiel.
"My brothers and I are named after angels. My father was a religious fanatic." Castiel blushed.
"Oh really?" Dean questioned. "You've got brothers?"
"Yep," Castiel answered. "Three. Lucifer, Michael, and Gabriel. I also have a sister called Anna. Do you have any siblings?"
"I've got one brother. His name's Sam," Dean said.
The pair continued talking, even after Dean's order was ready. They discovered that they shared more similarities than they expected, and decided to meet up after Castiel's shift was finished. Settling on going to see a movie, Dean and Castiel left the coffee shop together. Dean had spent the day there, stopping home to retrieve his newspaper and laptop but returning immediately afterwards.
When they arrived at the movie theater and purchased their tickets, Dean and Castiel bought a small bag of popcorn to share and headed to their seats.
"I've never met anyone like you, Cas," Dean said, leading the other man to the seats in the very back of the theater.
"And I've never met anyone like you," Castiel replied. They smiled at each other, their eyes exchanging words that their mouths never could. It had only been a day, but Dean felt like he had known Cas all his life.
And he didn't want to spend another day without him.
Again, there isn't a set update date for the next chapter, but it'll be up as soon as possible.
