"That was uncomfortable," Dean tosses himself down onto the couch next to Charlie and Sam. He never has been good at having conversations with strangers, which makes the fact that he is so close with C.J. a little weird. That is what caused Dean to fall in love with him in the first place. For some reason, he just wants to tell C.J. things; things he never even dreamed about telling other people.
"I thought it was pretty cool," Charlie is still overly excited. She watches Catfish all the time, yelling at the screen, telling people how stupid they are. Dean is shocked that she did not call him stupid as well. She is probably thinking it but cares too much about him to say it out loud. "We actually got to meet Nev and Max of Catfish. If I was not gay, I would have hit on them so hard."
"When has being gay caused you to stop from hitting on someone?" Sam asks, moving himself away to avoid being punched in the arm but he is too slow.
"Never," Charlie finally gives in, knowing that Sam is telling the truth. If they gave an award for it in high school, Charlie would be voted 'most likely to hit on you'. She meant well though. She has a thing for people and always goes out of her way to make people feel special and loved, even if her way of doing it is by hitting on people. "That is not the point. The point is that we are going to get to meet Dean's mystery man and finally let him move on."
"Thanks," Dean pulls himself off of the couch and heads toward the hallway. "Glad to know you all have faith in the outcome of this."
"That is not what I meant," Charlie tries to defend herself but Dean is already headed down the hall and into his room. He knows that they all have a right to feel this way but that does not change one fact: Dean is in love with C.J. When you are in love with someone, you give them the benefit of the doubt.
Sitting down at his computer, Dean logs himself into instant messenger. He tells himself that he is not going to talk to C.J. for a while, not until they figure all of this out, but he needs to talk to someone and C.J. is always his first choice for that.
Impala67: You around?
It shows that C.J. is logged on but that does not always mean that he is available. He is usually logged in on his phone or his tablet and he does not always have it on his person. He tries to log out when he is not going to be around but if the app is not open, he sometimes forgets about it.
ToBeeHoneyst: Of course. Good afternoon, Dean.
Impala67: Hey. How are you?
ToBeeHoneyst: Not the best, but you know that by now.
Impala67: What is that supposed to mean?
ToBeeHoneyst: Catfish? You contacted Catfish?
Dean stars at the screen confused. He has not mentioned Catfish to C.J. Have Nev and Max been in contact with him and now he is angry? Dean hopes that he is not angry, that is the last thing that he wants from all of this. He just wants answers. Though in his defense, this had not been his idea to begin with.
Impala67: I just want to meet you. Can you really blame me for that?
Impala67: I will tell them never mind then. If you don't want to meet me that bad, I will tell them to go away and you will never have to hear from me again.
ToBeeHoneyst: No. Let them film their show. I have to play along. I signed a contract with them.
Impala67: So they knew who you were when they were here?
ToBeeHoneyst: Everyone except for Nev and Max. At least, that is what I was told. They are pretty much where you are.
Impala67: This is stupid. This whole fucking thing is stupid.
Dean quickly logs off of the computer and takes a deep breath. He has a temper and is known for throwing things but the last thing he needs to break is his laptop. They all know who he is and they won't tell him. C.J. knows they are going to meet and he still won't tell him who he is. This is not some game. This is Dean's life and his heart and everyone is messing with it. If they want a show, he will give them a show, but then it is over. He is done.