Dean woke up the next morning, bleary eyed and with a pounding headache. He slowly sat up and looked around at his unfamiliar surroundings before remembering that he was staying at Cas' apartment. And suddenly, everything that happened last night came crashing back to him. As did the headache. He winced and groaned. This had to be the mother of all hangovers, and it was definitely the worst one he had ever had.
Stumbling into the living room, Dean saw Charlie fixing three cups of coffee, one for Charlie, one for Dean, and one for Cas. Where was Cas anyway? Dean wondered and suddenly noticed a body on the couch. The dark haired, blue eyed man was sleeping, curled up into a ball and face buried in his blanket. Dean suddenly felt a huge wave of guilt washing over him, even bigger than the hangover, because of how uncomfortable it must have been for Castiel last night.
Charlie walked over to him with a cup of coffee and some aspirin. "Don't wake him up. He's exhausted. I heard him getting up and pouring himself water multiple times." she told Dean, handing him the cup of coffee and aspirin. "Thanks," Dean replied, gratefully accepting the mug and the aspirin. He watched how Charlie carefully lifted the blanket and tucked it carefully around Castiel, who in turn made a quiet snuffling noise. Adorable. Dean thought before stuffing the voice back in its corner. He turned to Charlie. "So are you and Cas together?" he asked bluntly. He couldn't help himself and he noticed how close the two of them were. Charlie stared at him for a moment before smiling knowingly. "No, he's more of a brother to me. I'm gay," she told him and smirked. "Why, do you have a thing for my friend?" she asked slyly.
This caught Dean off guard. "Wh-what? What are you talking about? Nope." he denied quickly, stumbling over some of his words. "Right." Charlie said, still keeping that smug smile on her face as she handed him the other cup. "Give this to your boyfriend when he wakes up." she instructed cheerfully before walking back into the kitchen. Dean was about to deny it again when he heard a yawn. "Good morning Dean." Cas mumbled sleepily and Dean looked at him. "Morning Cas." he replied and handed him the mug of coffee. "Here you go. Charlie asked me to give it to you." Dean told him. "I suppose that means she's not upset anymore." Castiel mumbled quietly to himself. But due to their close proximity, Dean heard it as well. "You guys had a fight?" he asked curiously. Cas glanced at him. "Yes." Dean nodded unsurely but didn't probe further, he could understand why Castiel would be so tight lipped about this sort of thing. An awkward silence filled the air. Dean couldn't understand why he was always able to keep conversation with every single he's met except for Castiel. "Well, thanks for letting me stay the night." he thanked Castiel and shifted to his other foot. "I'll see you around Cas." he gave the blue eyed man a quick pat on the back before heading to the door. "You... could stay for breakfast." Cas offered hesitantly. "I mean, only if you want to." Dean stared at him. He wanted to stay. He really did.
But he still had to head to work today and so he reluctantly shook his head. "Sorry, I've got to get to work." Dean said apologetically and Cas seemed to slump a little. "Okay." he replied. Dean felt horrible for making Castiel unhappy, especially since the man had been so kind to Dean, a stranger Cas barely knew. "How about lunch instead? We still have an appointment this afternoon anyways." he blurted out, before he could stop himself. "As friends of course." Smooth. Shut it. Castiel visibly brightened a little. "Yes that would be nice." he agreed. Dean smiled and left the apartment, leaving a happy Castiel and a pleased Charlie who had been spying the entire time.
Hi! Sorry this update is a little late but school is starting so I will probably be updating a little less because of the busy schedule! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
