I'm getting some requests about particular scenes. I can assure you I'll tend to everyone.
After few days it became pretty obvious that they won't be able to see each other for a while. Balthazar dragged Cas half across the state for some estate sale and they've spent a few days hauled in hotels. So the only option left were phone calls and boy, too bad Balth didn't pick up a check on that as well.
"... I'm telling you, he was so annoying today, I was ready to beat him to death with the '50thies pin-up calendar."
"... and Pam had to make this most ridiculous design. I swear, some of the things people put in their houses."
"...That's it. The thought of you coming just from my dick. I'm gonna fuck you nice and slow..."
"...and then Dr Piccollo told Dr Sexy he was an ass. An ass! Seriously?"
"No! I'm living on buffet food and lukewarm coffee so you better feed me next time I see you."
"I've talked to Lisa. She agreed I should tell Ben, now I just need to figure out how..."
"I don't know what you'd told him, but Gabe's been calling me every few hours with new ideas. You know this party is supposed to be for Sam's pleasure, not pain."
"...touch yourself for me, baby. Next time I see you I'm gonna make you scream my name"
"I can already tell you – restoring that chair is gonna give me nightmares. Balthazar better be fucking grateful"
"Of course now they're all arguing who's going camping and who's not and who's gonna bunk with whom. I swear they all act like children."
"You really should watch it. It's great. We could go watch it together. Although I'm not sure if I could keep my hands of you in the dark...
"So I've talked to Gabe and I'll be picking some stuff from your house on Saturday morning. I guess I could see you then?"
"Maybe come Friday night. You'd need a good night fuck."
Cas basically trampled over Gabriel when he heard the car honking. He tried to play it cool, but he hadn't seen Dean in two weeks, first being away with Balthazar, then because of a weekend Dean spent with Ben and later, cause both of them were stuck at work.
Cas had learned plenty about Dean thanks to their talks and he really liked what he knew. He just wished Dean would me more appreciative of himself, would see how amazing he was. That's one of the reasons he couldn't wait for the weekend. He could try and make Dean see himself for the man he was.
"Hey, Blue Eyes." Cas raised one unimpressed brow at him. "No?" asked Dean.
"That reminds me of some of the lamest pick ups I've experienced." Cas winced at the memory.
"Gonna work on that."
"You do that." The smaller man smiled at his boyfriend and moved for a kiss.
Cas took Dean's hand and lead him through the house to his room, with Gabe's 'Dinner soon', love-birds' behind them.
The moment Cas closed the door Dean was on him, kissing and tugging, moving towards the bed.
"Let's get to it."
"Wow, talk romantic to me, baby."
"Sorry, Cas, it's just, besides our little talks I haven't gotten off in almost two weeks."
"As it should have been." But he decided to elaborate under his boyfriend's glare. "All I'm saying is I should be the one in charge of your comings" Cas practically growled possessively. And God, did Dean like it. When he caught himself thinking about sex during the week he noticed that thinking about someone else's hands over his body, some other lips kissing him. The picture made him a little sick and he wondered what have this man done to him.
"Just so you know, Cas, with great power comes great responsibility." He tried for a joke, even if his voice came a little strained.
"Mmmm, talk nerdy to me, baby." But before Cas could get to his new, very pleasurable jobs they were interrupted by a banging on the door.
"You guys come be my tasters."
"Seriously?" Dean asked the man that was already lying on top of him.
"If you thought those two would make it easy for us you obviously know nothing about them." He sighed into Dean's neck. "It's easier to just roll with it. Besides," he added raising his head to look at the other man "the sooner we'll be done with it the sooner we can go back to the good stuff."
Dean had the most hilarious look of being torn between sweets and sex. Cas waited for him to figure out that if he moved now he could get both. Obviously, the idea popped into his boyfriend's head cause after giving one last squeeze to Cas' hips, he nudged him to get up.
That was not the best idea. Apparently the free food came with Gabe talking and well, he could put Samantha's heart-to-hearts to shame. Dean enjoyed his antics only because they were directed mostly at Cas.
"... and that's the reason he hates asparagus." Gabe finished talking, elbows deep in dough for the cake, as Balthazar was mixing them another round of drinks.
"Do you think your brother will like my Blowjobs?" Gabe asked out of nowhere. Dean gaped. Cas glared. Balth spew his drink out.
"Gabe, please tell me you'll attempt on having secret gay affair with Dean's brother and not trying to introduce a new line of sweets!" Cas yelled, cause even the former was better than the latter.
"Come one, these would be these long rolls with filling you can suck out of it. How is a man suppose to resist?" he asked, throwing up his flour covered hands in mocked despair.
"Gabe, people are gonna start talking. And you want to trade blowjobs with your customers? That's sick and I won't let you!" Cas argued.
"Oh, what are you gonna do, Cassie? Tell on me to mom and dad?"
"Yes, but not to them."
Dean had lost track of the conversation but Gabriel seemed really shaken up. "You wouldn't..."
"Try me." Cas glared at his brother with unwavering gaze, jaw slacked and Dean wanted to throw himself on the floor and beg to be fucked by this beautiful creature. "They will be at the shop tomorrow, won't they?" Cas continued with his threats, his voice even.
"Manipulative bastard." Gabe sighed and lowered his head in defeat.
"Now, if you don't need our help Dean and I are going upstairs." Cas got up from the chair, and waited for Dean.
"I just need to talk about some details for tomorrow with Gabe. See you upstairs?" he said as he kissed Cas who gave him a calculating look but moved towards the stairs.
„So," Dean started as Cas disappeared "I was actually thinking you might stick around tomorrow, for the party. You know, as Cas brother." He thought about it during the week and agreed on that with Sam. Dean didn't think his family would make Cas feel left out but he didn't want to take any chances. And Cas tended to be shy in public – unlike in private – Dean thought fondly.
"Yeah," Gabe instantly perked up. " I could do that."
But Dean, being an older brother himself, felt the need to state "To have his back, not to add to the stress."
"Fine. But you'll allow me to serve Blowjobs."
"At Sammy's party? Always!" Dean grinned as they shook on in.
He took the stairs two at the time in a hurry to get to Cas. He was somehow calmer now, he knew he could count on Gabe to have their back.
He was ready to take it all back two hours ago when every attempt at creating somehow intimate atmosphere was disturbed by a loud 80thies disco music coming from downstairs, Gabe singing along about how he was 'touched for the very first time'.
„Dean, whatever you do, don't sass them" Cas warned his boyfriend on the next day, as they stood in front of Gabe's shop.
„Sass who?" Dean was totally lost.
„Boy, come here and help or I'll smack you with that spoon." Cas offered Dean one last supportive look and dragged him into the shop.
Gabriel was already there putting some of his delicious pies into the boxes and adding them to an already big pile.
„Dean, these are my chefs – Missouri Moseley and Linda Tran. They help me when I cater."
Dean took in two very intimidating women and immediately regretted Gabe not having a doormat he could wipe his shoes into to show how well behaved he was.
"How old is your brother, Mr Winchester? I need to know what should I put on the cake." Asked, no, demanded Linda Tran.
"Please, it's Dean. And Sammy had just turned thirty." He answered with him most charming smile which didn't seem to do him any favors.
"Thirty! I thought we were talking baby brother! Gabriel said you wanted clown motives." She stated accusingly.
"Oh, I did." Dean answered with a innocent smile that Cas already know to find suspicious.
"Good, cause that's what you're getting." said Missouri as she moved with the first boxes. "I haven't spent the better part of the evening so you could change the order."
"Wow, that's a nice way to talk to a client" Dean complained jokingly in attempt to defuse the glares from two women.
"That's a lot of sass from someone in his thirties who still drives a truck." She said as she dumped more boxes into his arms before turning back and marching to the back room again.
"I drive an IMPALA!" Dean shouted in her direction. "What's her problem?" He turned to Cas who dropped a sympathetic kiss on his cheek.
"She likes you." He was glad. Though he was convinced Dean was a good man, Missouri had a sort of sixth sense when it came to this things.
By the time they had everything packed securely onto the truck Dean felt like a kindergartener being scolded by the nuns. On the bright side his distress must have looked adorable to his boyfriend who, in order to soothe him, stopped a few times for consolatory make out sessions.
Cas and Dean went in a truck while Gabe, Missouri and Linda followed behind in Gabe's car to put finishing touches on the pastries at Dean's parents.
„I thought it would be at Sam and Sarah's place." Cas commented on the directions Dean gave his brother.
„Normally it would be and we'd invade Sarah's kitchen and demand to be fed but the poor girl has enough on her plate with work and pregnancy. So we'd decided to throw the party for them."
„So no calm supper at the dinner table?" Cas joked already expecting the answer.
„Oh, god, no. It's like a season opening party for us. A training before camping and 4th of July cookout. It's basically the same crowd all the time. Sammy invited some of the people from his work, but they were this stuffy lawyers you instantly want to punch in the face. Which Jo did when one was coming at her too strong. So no mixed crowd for us."
Cas felt unsure whether it was a good idea for him to stay. He understood the idea of family gathering and didn't want to intrude.
„So maybe I should get back with Gabe. We don't have to do this so fast." He asked quietly from his seat. Dean didn't understand him for a while. When it struck him he wanted to punch himself in the face.
„No man. That's not like that. Look Cas, I want you to meet my family. Cause to be honest," he continued, a hint of shyness in his voice, „I want us to be something permanent, and I don't see a point for putting it off for who knows when."God, he hated that part, he was putting himself out there like a freaking girl. The bitterness of the fact was lessened a bit by the smile that he saw on Cas' face.
„Good. I want to meet your family. And I want you to meet mine." Cas voice drifted and he started looking through the passenger's window. „Anna and my parents are gonna be back in two weeks..." he provided, hoping Dean would catch on.
„Sure, if you want me to." It was awesome and a little suspicious that it felt so easy and natural. Of course he should meet Cas' parents. „Is there a reason they're all coming back?"
„It's my birthday." Cas answered, almost shyly. The car swerved a little.
„And when were you going to share that little fact?"
„It didn't seem so important."
„Not so important! Birthday, men!"
„So why didn't you tell me when yours are?"
„January 24th, not the point. I need time to prepare something awesome."
„You don't need to prepare anything. It won't be anything lavish. Just a dinner with my parents, siblings, Balth, Missouri and Linda. I was thinking about inviting some people from the Museum, maybe Sarah and Sam could come if I won't make a complete jackass of myself today."
„Now you're talking crazy. They're gonna love you, just like... that." Cas' focus snapped on Dean immediately, but he didn't have the opportunity to continue with their conversation, as Dean parked in front of his parents house.
„Don't see many cars. Are we that early?" Missouri asked, as she stood next to Dean on the driveway.
„No, on time. Wouldn't expect cars, most of us live in walking distance." Dean explained as he started unloading boxes.
As he entered the house he yelled for his parents. Only his mom was present, his dad doing grocery runs. Dean quickly introduced his mom to his companions and left to bring the rest of the boxes.
„You have a lovely home, Mrs Winchester. And this kitchen is spectacular." Missouri said as they put everything away into the pantry, leaving only the necessary products. Linda left immediately after cause her son was visiting from University. Missouri offered to prepare her load of cakes as well.
„Thank you. Dean built a lot of it as an anniversary present for us."
Missouri shot him a look that showed how sincerely doubtful she was regarding that information. Dean nearly choked from indignation. Cas chuckled.
"It must be exciting to work with Mr Novak. Gabriel is very skilled." His mom inquired.
"Oh, bless this boy. He means well but thinks that a whoopee cushion is the high peak of sophisticated humor." Missouri said fondly looking in boys direction.
People were coming in one by one. First Ellen and Jo who immediately hit it off with Missouri and Linda, much to Dean's terror. They've brought the patties, already formed and putting them away, Jo dropping a bag of potatoes on a table, demanding that Dean and Cas help her peel them.
Next there were Bobby, Jody and Rufus arriving, the two men bickering not as a married couple. Bobby was quickly delegated for grill duty, but Rufus, unattached, lonely wolf planted his ass on the couch and haven't made any attempt to move. That is until Missouri, who stuck around to help, didn't dragged his ass to help with the peeling. Jo was bossing them around, which was hilarious, Dean thought, cause as much he loved that little weasel, and the drinks she could make, she could rival Cas at kitchen incompetence. Just as that thought stroke Dean he had to wrestle Cas for the knife his otherwise awesome boyfriend was attempting to cut the lettuce with.
"Really, Gabe!" Dean shouted so everyone heard him properly. "You spend hours in the kitchen and can't let Cas on the big secret of cabbage shredding?"
"What does cabbage have to do with anything?" Cas asked petulantly.
"Just be lucky you're so pretty, Cas." Dean sighed, almost pained. "When we'll live together I'm gonna give you lessons, cause there's no way I'm cooking for the rest of our lives."
The immediate silence at the table made him retrace his comment and look around sheepishly. "When, I said... not now."
When Pam arrived with Benny and his wife Andrea she went straight to poking fun at Rufus who was watching Missouri, who was bossing him around for the better part of an hour, with awe. Pam looked like she was about comment on it but quickly shut her mouth under Missouri's stare. Dean thought it was awesome. Sadly, soon enough Missouri left them against their invitations to stay.
Finally Ash, Charlie, Adam and Kate came around, with Sam and Sarah not far behind them. By then people were gathering in small groups and Dean found himself monitoring Cas whenever they were apart. But he appeared to have a good time, first catching up with Sarah, then doing shot's with Charlie and Jo – and Cas must have been pretty tough since he didn't seemed fazed by keeping up with those two. Dean took also notice of Gabe's whereabouts, the little traitorous bastard plotting something with Ash and Adam.
At some point later he caught Cas in a discussion with his parents – that was first time Dean noticed Cas searching for him with his eyes, and Dean immediately went to them.
"Dean, good you've found us. Please, convince Castiel to go camping with us. We need some fresh blood."
"Thank you for the invitation Mr Winchester." he caught Cas answering just as he reached his boyfriend and put his hand around his waist.
"Call me John. And bring that brother of yours as well." he finished, just as present time was called by Ash.
Most of the gifts Sam got were strictly baby related. Sam opened each and every one of them and presented to the gathering. Cas asked Dean for his car key, and yet again he wondered what kind of inside joke was he missing, cause just as with the burger and music, everyone went quite when Dean presented them to him without bating an eye. When he returned with the package Sam was putting away the last gift, so the painter stepped in front of him.
"I didn't know what to get you and Dean was amazingly unhelpful."
"Stick around for few more weeks and you won't be so amazed by the fact." Sam half-joked as he accepted the gift. "Thanks, man. You didn't have to.
Cas intended to stick around for far longer than that. All of his mussing on the subject were interrupted when Sam tore the wrapping paper to show a medium size painting that was presented to him. The whole family gathered closer to admire the image of Sam wrapping his arms around Sarah who was cradling a bundle of blankets that were wrapped around a baby figure. The whole thing looked like a family picture, even more so because Cas decided to settle the scene inside the nursery he knew so well.
His professional skills were one of the few things he felt really confident about so he was aware that it was a nice piece. He was just really glad that the others seem to think the same and that he haven't overstepped some boundaries. But the awe-like expression on Sarah's face and Sam's constant touching of the surface assured him in his choices.
"Cas, really. Thank you." The couple and everyone else's focus would be discouraging if Dean didn't put his arm around and kissed his temple. "You're awesome." we whispered, just for Cas to hear.
"OK, enough with that. Can I get a cake now" Rufus interrupted, obviously the impression the female pastry chef made on him still visible.
"On it!" Gabe shouted as he brought the catering trolley with a Moose shaped cake on the top shelf and another one lower.
"Dean!" Sam visibly flinched as the second shelf revealed a pastry shaped like a grinning clown.
"Heads from both for The Birthday Boy, Gabe" Dean laughed, still holding onto Cas.
Big thanks to Inkpot satsuma for Blowjob pastry.
And reviews are loved and appreciated. And they make me type faster. And basically are fluffy balls of joy I really need in an upcoming month