It was early winter, just getting into the 'freeze your ass off' season. So, you'd think Dean Winchester would be smart enough to buy a jacket, or at least wear a long sleeve shirt. But, no.
Cass had tagged along, often 'poofing' away and then coming back directly. He often comes with them these days, he doesn't say anything about it though.
Dean absolutely hates this time of the year, all his radio stations get changed to Christmas songs, and choir, religious crap. But, he puts up with it because Sam loves this time. Even when they were little.
((Back to the fluff now;))
The small group were driving in the impala, on their way to a case that had to do with several mutilations with hearts being removed and tossed in a teacher's bathtub.
The ride was almost silent, there was small chatter and often Dean started to hum some song. Sam mostly just continued reading about the mutilations on his laptop, and Cass? Well, he just stared out the window the whole time.
Upon their arrival, the team stopped at a diner to eat some dinner. Dean of course flirted with the blonde waitress and ordered something with extra bacon..
'He'll pay for that someday', Sam thought as he ordered a pecan salad.
"Anything for you, pretty boy?" the blonde waitress asked. Looking directly at Castiel.
Silence. Castiel looked up from the table and looked around. Dean, who sat beside him, nudged him with his leg. Castiel looked at him, and Dean made head movements and mouthed ' she means you.'
"Sorry." Castiel apologized, looking at the young lady, "Coffee, please."
The girl nodded, "Alright sugar, anything else?"
"No." Castiel faked a smile her way, and as soon as she walked away, his face fell back to his normal expression.
"Gee, Cass blondie there liked you." Dean smirked, nudging Cass with his leg again.
Sam smiled, chuckling at the teasing.
Castiel was confused. He did his puppy head tilt. "What?"
"I said, the waitress sure liked you. I could hear her breathing hitch when you spoke, or was that just Sammy over there?" Dean grinned, looking over to Sam.
"Not funny, jerk." Sam stopped laughing, but he kept his amusement to himself.
"Bitch." Dean smirked.
While waiting for the food to arrive, the three, mostly Sam and Dean, chattered away on what they thought was happening with all the mutilations. Cass just watched them, he was always so curious, sometimes it freaked Dean out.
"I'll be right back, guys. " Sam stood up, heading the the restroom.
Dean nodded, their drinks arrived a little later. Dean having an actual soda, since this was a 'family friendly' diner.
"You sure you don't want anything else, sweetie? You look starved." The same waitress from earlier asked.
" He's fine, he always looks like this." Dean smiles at the waitress, wrapping an arm around Castiel's shoulders, squeezing him a little. Cass just stared at him, his eyes blazing with unfulfilled emotions.
"Oh, I didn't know you were.. Sorry.." The girl blushed and hurried away, not looking back.
"What was that about? I say something?" Dean sighed, then turned to his angel friend, noticing he was still in a mid way hug with him. ' Oh' he thought. He knew why the waitress left now..
"I do not know. She only looked at me and your arm for a second and her face had redden." Cass said quietly, then adding, "Is she angry?"
Dean felt uncomfortable explaining this in public, so he put it short and not so sweet. " She thought we were.. You know.."
"I do not understand." Cass replied.
"Gay. Cass, she thought we were gay." Dean said in a hushed tone, not wanting this kind of attention.
"Gay? But Dean, I am gay, whenever you are around." Cass said, not understanding the new lingo. (XD Lingo..)
"..." Dean stared at him, then leaned into Cass to whisper. "No, Cass, I mean like, homosexual.."
Cass tilted his head, taking a sip of his coffee. "I am indifferent to sexual orientations, Dean."
Dean nodded, taking back his arm and sat back, stretching his legs under the table.
Cass stared at his coffee, watching the steam come off of it. Then he took a sip, some of it falling onto his tie and shirt, scalding the skin underneath, making him fidget around, low hissing left his mouth.
Dean looked at him, smirking. "You trying to inhale that, Cass?"
Castiel gave him a irritated look before trying to rip off the tie, choking himself in the process.
Dean turned more, taking Cass' tie in his hands, undoing it for him, because he seemed to not know how, taking it off, he lightly brushed his arm past Cass hair. He lay the tie on the table.
Castiel apologized, "Sorry I didn't know to work that tiny contraption," he was lightly working on the buttons to his shirt, Dean stopped him.
"What are you doing? You can't just take your shirt off in a public place, Cass." He eyed the angel, pulling his hands away from the shirt, seeing he was already down four of the buttons, his chest just peaking through. Dean sighed and began rebuttoning his friends shirt, he could already feel the stares from people sitting around them.
"But this is ruined," Cass said, pointing to the still wet stains. Then adding, "Why is everyone staring?"
Dean ignored him as their food arrived, then slightly after Sam returned to the table, eyeing Cass's mess.
"What happened?" Sam asked, pointing Cass' shirt.
"He spilled his coffee," Dean answered with a mouthful of cheeseburger. "He almost stripped in front of me, as well."
Still confused, Cass just stared at his coffee again before poofing off.
"Dean, I think you just hurt his feelings." Sam said, crunching away at his salad.
"What I say? I speak the truth!" Dean exclaimed, some burger bits flying out of his mouth.
Sam sighed. "You do know he tries his best, Dean."
Fluttering of wings. Castiel appears in his seat beside Dean again. Accidentally bumping into Dean's elbow.
Dean jumped in his seat, hitting the table with his knee, causing Cass' coffee to fall over onto himself and Cass.
"Sorry, I didn't.." Cass started, before he realized the coffee which was still somewhat hot, landing on him. More low hissing came from his mouth.
"Damn it, Cass!" Dean growled, fixing the coffee mug on the table, then standing up and pulling Cass with him to the bathroom.
Sam watched in humour as the duo made their way to the bathroom, followed by a lot of stares from others