A/N: 2nd chapter in the same day, as promised. Again, sorry luv's . I hope you like this. No smut in this one or the last. Just some flirting... next one is smutty. Promise.
Chaper 7
The cab was waiting for Cas ehen eh walked out of the bathroom in the clothes he had worn the night before. He walked to the dorr, slowly. Dean stood by the couch just watching him. The way he moved was... erotic. Liek water, fluid, graceful. Cas turned just as he reached the door. He looked directly into Dean's eyes. "I want this," he gestured between the two of them, " to work, Dean. That's new for me. I know that I'm probably scaring you or freaking you out, but Iwant you to understand this. I find you... interesting. And I want to know as much about you as I can." He turned toward teh door again, softly saying, "And if you're not too freaked out by that, I'll see you at Benny's at noon." He opened the door, leaving Dean staring after him.
Dean had never felt like this about anyone he' ever slept with before. It was always just a good lay, a quick fuck. No emotions, very little talking. But when Castiel, Cas, looked into his eyes, Dean felt like he couldn't hide who he was. It felt like Cas could see every part of him, even the parts Dean didn't know about. it was unnerving, but at the same time, it was refreshing. No one had ever been able to read Dean before. They always just made assumtions about him. Even though their converstations had been prety superficial this morning, Dean could tell, Cas could see rigth through him. Unexpected.
Dean changed his clothes, taking time to pick something just right. Trying, but not looking like he was trying. He was nervous. A real date. Fuck. How did he get here? That beautiful blue eyed man creature had him in a tailspin. He didn't date. One night stands were so much simpler. But didn't he just decide he didn't want anymore of them? Then there was Cas. He wanted more with Cas. Why? What was it about the blue eyed man? Maybe their lunch would give him a clue.
He go into his baby and drove to the diner. He was a few minutes early, but he spied Cas' Camaro sitting in front of the the diner already. He heaved a sigh, steeling himself with some courage and got out of the Impala. With as much confidence as he could muster, he strode into the eatery. He looked around the restaurant, seng Cas in the back in a booth.
He walked up to the table with a flutter in his chest and butterflies in his stomach. "Hey Cas." His voice was stronger than he felt. God, I'm like some teenage girl with her crush. What the FUCK? Get it together Winchester!
Cas looked up from his hands that were clasped on the table. "Hello, Dean. I wasn't sure you were going to show. After what I said..."
Dean sat down across from him and took a deep breath. He had thought a lot about this on the way over. "The thing is, Cas," he paused. Could he really say this? "I want to try this too. There's something about you. Like I said before. I felt it the other night, that first night. I was trying to ignore it, because it's just so weird to me. But i want to know you more, too." They sat there for a moment, both absorbing what Dean had just said. Dean's head was spinning. Had he just laid it all out, within the first few seconds of getting here? REALLY? Fucking idiot, what did you just do?
A small smile crept onto Cas' face. "I'm happy you said that Dean. I was afraid I'd scared you away." Silence sat heavily upon the table until the waitress arrived. "What can I get you gentelmen?" But she wasn't looking at Dean, only Cas. It shouldn't bother him, but it did. Cas just smiled holding Dean's gaze with his. "I'll have a Coke and a bacon cheeseburger with fries.. Dean...," he put his hand on top of Deans. "How about you?" Dean looked at their hands, swallowed harshly and said, "I'll have the same." He looked at the waitress as she frowned a bit, writing down their order. "It'll be up in a few," and she walked away. Dean smiled. "That was smooth Cas. She was flirting with you. I have to say, even if I don't have the right... I didn't like it." He fixed Cas with a look. Cas smirked. Fuck, he's sexy. "She's not my type, Dean." Dean took the bait, smirking back. " What is your type, Cas?"
Castiel looked down at the table, then looked up at Dean through his eyelashes. "Tall, green eyes, kinda macho, but with a soft side. With a nice tasty cock. You know... You, Dean." Dean's eyes grew big, his dick twitched, then he collected himself. Fucker was flirting with him. "Hmmmm. Tasty, eh? Well that's nice to know," he said smugly. At that point the waitress arrived with their drinks, this time not paying much attention to either man. When she walked away, Dean coyly watched her ass as she left. When he turned to look back at Cas, he was frowning. "Man, don't look at me like that. I'm here. With you. Just because I enjoy the scenery, doesn't mean I want to test the waters." he put is other hand over Cas' that was still on his. "Besides, you're prettier than her." Cas laughed. A loud bellowing laugh, head thrown back, mouth open. The site made Dean's heart skip a beat. He could see Cas like that everyday. Cas looked at him again, still smiling broadly. "Oh Dean, you're hilarious!"
That seemed to break the weirdness of their initial conversation. They both relaxed as their food arrived, and they slipped into an easy conversation. They talked abou cars, music and family. "Gabe, is my older brother. In fact, I'm the youngest of four. Michael, Gabriel, Anna and me." Dean nodded. "It's just me and Sammy. Sam, I should say. He gets pissy when I call him Sammy. He's a genius. Heading to grad schoo in few months. Full scholarship, even. I'm really proud of him." Dean's smile was bigger than Cas had ever seen it. "You love him, a lot, don't you?" Dean looked at Cas. "He's all that I have. All our family is gone, except Bobby, and he's not blood. He's everything to me. Most important person in my world. I'd do anything for that kid." Cas just smiled back at him. "Wish I was that close my family. Gabe and I are close, but not like that. He thinks it's his job to look after me. I don't think he wants too, but he does it anyway." Dean laughed. "It's what older brother's do. And don't sell him short. He probably loves it. Big brothers always act like they don't care."
Their conversation rolled on, as they talked about nothing and everything. It was easy. Much easier than it had been in the morning. Dean was really surprised. Conversation was never his strong suite. But with Cas, everything was different. Unexpected, he thought. It was time to suspend every expectation he had. Cas blew them out of the water.
Cas looked at his watch. "Wow, it's getting late. It's after three o'clock. No wonder the waitress has been giving us dirty looks." He laughed again, a sound that Dean could get used too. His miled turned into that sexy smirk. "Dean, do you wanna get out of here? Gabe's at work until late. We'll have the apartment to ourselves?" His eyes sparkled. Dean couldn't help the smile that was on his face. "Yeah, I'd like that." His cock woke up and twitched. Just the thought of being with Cas was arousing. Damn. I am so royally fucked.