A Client's List

by istheresuchathing

This story begins in an AU where Castiel and Dean Winchester have never met. Dean Winchester, a realtor, is assigned a new client. Castiel Di Angelis is looking for a new home and finds a real estate agency ad for a discounted price. These two unlikely characters from different worlds will meet and come to something more than just strictly professional terms. This is Destiel fluff.

10. Chapter Ten

"Dean?" Dean looked up to see Castiel standing in front of him. "Hey Cas. What are you doing here?" he slurred, then took another swig from his bottle of wine. "I work here. And I could ask you the same thing." Cas replied, and held out a hand to Dean. Dean stared at it unblinkingly but didn't make any move to grab it. Castiel sighed and pulled Dean up by the arm. "Come on Dean. Let's get you home."

Slowly, the two of them made their way to the parking lot. "We'll take my car home." Cas offered and began walking towards his Volkswagen, dragging Dean after him. Even in his drunken state, Dean managed to shake his head and pull his arm away. "No way. We-we're not getting in that old piece of crap." he protested. "Dean, I'm the driver so I get to pick what vehicle we take. So come on." Castiel reasoned and Dean reluctantly walked towards the car. As Cas started up the engine, the engine roared for a moment and then sputtered out. "Come on, come on!" he groaned, twisting his car keys around and pushing the pedal. The car wouldn't move, it had already taken its last breath. Cas slammed a hand on his dashboard. "Really?" he growled at the Volkswagen. Dean grinned as he got out of the car. "Need a ride, Cas?" he smirked and started walking, more like stumbling, towards his own car. Castiel sighed and pulled his car keys out. He would come and get his car out of the parking lot tomorrow.

Dean sat in the driver's seat and Cas immediately shook his head. "Nope. Move over. You're not driving when you're drunk." he said and Dean frowned. "But it's my car. And I don't let anyone drive it. No one." he argued, then hiccuped. "Well then you'll have to make an exception for tonight." Cas retorted and Dean grudgingly slid into the passenger seat. "One time only." he mumbled. Castiel smiled and sat down in the driver's seat. He admired the excellent condition Dean kept his Impala in before turning towards Dean. "Keys." he said, holding a hand out. Dean grumbled and fished the keys out of his pocket. "Aren't you supposed to give that to the valet?" Cas asked. "I don't trust them." Dean muttered. Cas rolled his eyes good naturally and turned the keys into ignition.

As they were driving along the highway, Castiel realised he still didn't know where Dean lived. "Hey Dean? Where do you live? I've got to drive you home." he asked, not tearing his eyes away from the road. There was no reply. Cas' eyes slid towards the other man and realised Dean was fast asleep. "Alright. Then I hope you won't mind staying at my apartment." Cas said to the sleeping man next to him.

"Dean, wake up." Castiel said, nudging Dean with his elbow. "Hmm..." Dean mumbled, snuggling into Cas. He froze. "Uh Dean?" Castiel said again, but Dean just buried his face into Cas' side. Castiel shivered for a moment before getting a hold on himself. As much as he wanted to snuggle with Dean in his car all night, he knew how it might jeopardise the friendship he had with Dean. So he elbowed Dean hard in the ribs. "Dean!" "Ow, what the hell? What?" Dean groaned, eyes springing open. He slowly sat up and the moment his body stopped making contact with Cas, he felt cold again. "Dean, come on. You fell asleep on the way home and I don't know where you live. So is it okay for you to stay at my place tonight?" Castiel asked nervously. Dean thought for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, this is probably the best place for me to sleep tonight. I just can't go back to my place since you know, Lisa's probably there." he explained and Cas agreed. Unbuckling their seat belts, the two of them got out of the car and into the apartment.

In the elevator, Cas explained to Dean that he had a roommate so they had to be extremely quiet when entering. Dean simply nodded in reply and rubbed his eyes. He was too tired to do anything other than sleep. Unlocking the door, Cas put a finger up to his lips before opening the door. Surprisingly, the lights were on inside and Charlie jumped out from behind a door, wielding Excalibur, a fake sword she bought in Comic Con last summer. "Cas?" she said, shocked. "Charlie?" Castiel said, equally as shocked.