Dean was working at the bar, as he did every Tuesday and Thursday. He was filling up a couple of glasses with whatever beer they had on tap. He handed them over to the waitress waiting for them with a wink and a smile. He went back to work, laughing and joking around with his regular customers. He was cleaning up after a particularly large crowd when he heard someone clear their throat. He turned around. "What can I get for you?" he looked up and his eyes went wide. "Cas?"
Cas jerked his head up at the mention of his name. He opened and closed his mouth a few times as he tried to say something to the man in front of him. "Dean? Wh-what are…? How are you?" he lowered his head again, staring at his hands resting on the bar. This was very awkward. He hasn't seen Dean since senior year of high school when he broke up with Dean to go to college out-of-state. God, that was so long ago. He glanced up at Dean and took in how much he's changed over the years, yet he still looked the same.
Dean continued to stare at Cas. He vaguely remembered that Cas had asked him a question. "I'm doing fine. Now, what can I get for you?" he asked, a hint of bitterness in his tone. He saw the way Cas was looking at him and it was pissing him off. He shifted his weight impatiently as he waited for Cas to order.
Cas fiddled with his coat and finally placed his drink order. "I'll have a rum and coke please." he continued to stare at Dean through his lashes as Dean fixed his drink. He noticed the many piercings that Dean had littering his face and the tattoos he had covering his arms and hands. Dean still had his boyish looks, just a little rough around the edges. He peered closer at Dean and saw the dark smudges of eyeliner encasing his eyes, bringing out his green eyes beautifully. He can't believe that he gave up this man all those years ago. If Castiel was being honest with himself, seeing Dean again brought all his repressed feelings for Dean back to the surface. He looked back down at his hands when Dean placed his drink in front of him. Cas nodded his acknowledgment and took a sip of his drink.
Dean went back to cleaning up the bar when one of the waitresses came over and whispered in his ear. He nodded and walked out from behind the bar. He walked over to the makeshift stage in the corner. He climbed up on stage and stood behind the mic. "Ladies and gentleman, can I have your attention? I'd like to welcome everyone to Ellen's for karaoke Thursday!" he paused and waited for the cheers and clapping to die down before continuing. "Alright, alright. Calm down. As you all know, tonight we continue with the elimination rounds. And without further ado, here is your emcee, Miss Joanna Beth Harvelle!" he stepped away from the mic and planted a kiss to her cheek and smiled. He stepped off the stage and headed back to the bar.
Castiel finished his drink and signaled for another. As Dean set his drink before him, Cas grabbed Dean's wrist before he could walk away. "Dean, can we talk?" he watched as Dean tensed up before he hung his head.
"There's nothing to talk about Cas. Whatever you have to say, I don't want to hear it so you can shove it up your ass. So, if you're done, I've got work to do." he jerked his wrist away from Cas and went back to cleaning and serving drinks.
Cas was frustrated. Dean was not letting him explain and it was pissing him off. He chugged his drink down and walked over to Dean. "Will you please pull your head out of your ass and just listen to me for one damn minute?!" he put his hand up to silence the protest on Dean's lips. "No. You will not speak until I am finished. I came back here because over these last few years, I've been miserable without you. I know I should've called, but would you have answered the phone?"
He paused to wait for Dean's reaction. "Yeah, didn't think so. I'd like a second chance Dean. I don't want to pick up where we left off; we've grown up since then. I'm talking about a clean slate, starting over. What do you say?"
Dean stared at Cas the whole time he was talking. He couldn't believe the gall of this guy. He hasn't seen or heard from him in ten years and he suddenly shows up and asks for a fucking second chance?! Dean looked Cas straight in the eye. "You want an answer? I'll give you one. Sit tight." he walked over to Jo and whispered in her ear. She nodded at him and announced his name. Dean walked back onto the stage and stared straight at Cas as he began to sing.
No, I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Cas listened as Dean sang with all the hidden anger and bitterness that he's been harboring for these past ten years. He tuned back in to hear the rest of the song.
Dean watched Cas closely and watched as the hope he saw in Cas' eyes die a little. He smiled as he continued.
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
And I've learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dean pulled the microphone from the stand and started to walk toward Cas, putting everything he's felt over the years into these next words.
And it took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back
Dean was now all up in Cas' personal space as he finished up the song.
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
When Dean finished, he leaned in and whispered in Cas' ear. "Meet me outside in five minutes." he pulled away and headed back to the stage to return the mic and accept his applause and cheers. He watched Cas get up from his seat and walk out the front door. He put the mic back in the stand and made his way through the crowd and to the front door.
Cas waited exactly five minutes when the door to the bar opened and Dean walked out. He couldn't help himself as he grabbed Dean by the shirt collar and slammed him against the brick wall. He crushed his lips to Dean's, kissing him with such intensity that he had no idea he possessed.
Dean gasped as he was slammed into the wall and immediately lips were covering his own. He couldn't help but moan at how aggressive Cas was being. Of all the years they've dated, he could never remember Cas acting like this. He pulled away from Cas and placed his hands on Cas' shoulders. "Damn Cas. Where is all this coming from?" he asked between panting breaths.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I just couldn't help myself. I guess that song of yours really riled me up." he leaned in and started kissing Dean's neck.
Dean moaned as Cas kissed over his neck, hitting all his sweet spots. Fuck, he forgot how this felt. He's missed this so fucking much. All his random hook-ups never made him feel the way Cas made him feel. He pulled Cas closer to him and wrapped a leg around Cas' waist, rutting up against Cas to get some friction on his throbbing erection. "Cas, please. Touch me."
Cas immediately unbuttoned Dean's shorts and slid his hand inside and wrapped it around Dean's cock, stroking it just the way Dean liked. He leaned back in and captured Dean's lips again. He pulled back and growled against Dean's neck. "You are just so fucking sexy with all the piercings and tattoos. I like it. Especially the eye liner." he started to play with Dean's lip ring and smirked as Dean gasped and came all over his hand.
Dean moaned and cursed as he came like a teenager. "Fuck! Cas!" he kissed Cas again as Cas worked him through his release. He put his hands on Cas' belt, only to have them removed. He looked at Cas through half-lidded eyes. "Cas?" he asked with confusion.
Cas whispered in his ear. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet, Dean Winchester. I still have plans for you and they could take all night."
Dean groaned and slammed his head against the wall. "Fuck." he muttered.
"Soon." Cas hummed against Dean's skin.
Dean pushed away from the wall and dragged Cas to his car and drove them back to his apartment. He had a feeling that he wouldn't be walking straight for a couple of days.