Castiel won at the crazy golf. Normally this would of annoyed Dean, but he was too busy thinking about the stare off with Cas. Dean knew that he had been close to reaching out and kissing the angel. The idea was still in his head and it was taking all his willpower not to. He turned to Cas who was sat eating an ice cream, incredibly pleased for his victory. "So you said you want to sing?" Cas nodded. "Okay I know where we can go"
Dean was pleased that the second bar they tried had karaoke, as it meant he could settle down with a drink. Getting his beer he walked over to the table where Cas was sitting. "So where do I sing?" Dean pointed at a small stage. "You go up there, pick a song and you get called when it is your turn. They even have the words on the screen in case you don't know them." Cas hurried over and he saw the angel looking intently at the list. Finishing his beer, Dean went and got another one. "And a double scotch"
"Is you being drunk a good idea?" a voice said in his head, but Dean waved it away. "What if you kiss Cas. You know how close you came earlier." "Well maybe I want to!" Dean said to himself. "You want to what?" the angel said, returning from his song choice. "I want to hear what song you have picked" Castiel grinned at him. "It's a surprise"
Cas didn't have long to wait before his turn. As he made his way towards the stage, Dean noticed a woman making eyes at him and felt jealously rising up in his stomach. Frowning he downed the double, and waited to see what Cas had chosen. He saw the DJ talking to Cas, and then him beckoning the woman who had been making eyes at him onto the stage. They started singing but from where he was sat he couldn't hear properly, though it seemed to be a duet. "Why HER though" the little voice in his voice hissed. The jealously was growing and he downed the last of his beer.
"Isn't that sweet" a voice said next to him. Dean turned around to see a woman sat on the next table, looking at him expectantly. He knew that look, he had had enough one night stands over the years. "I'm Nicole. Can I get you a drink?" "Sure." If there was something Dean needed now it was a drink. Eyes narrowed he noticed that the woman had hold of Castiel's hand. The jealously was raging in his stomach. Then the song finished, and the woman threw her arms around Cas and kissed him. Anger raged in Dean, he saw Cas look over and grin at him and his insides twisted. He never thought the angel might hook up in a bar. Awkward Castiel, the angel with rusty people skills.
A double was placed in front of him, Nicole was back. "Thanks" Dean said, he picked it up and downed it. Glancing back over, he noticed that Castiel was picking out another song, the woman still holding onto him. "You sure can handle your liquor" Nicole said. Dean smirked "I can handle more than that"He said suggestively. He stood up and walked towards the door then looked back at her. Nicole got the hint and followed him. As they got outside the bar, she pushed him against the wall and kissed him. "So your place or mine?" she smirked.
Inside the bar Cas hurried back over to where he had left Dean. He wanted to see if Dean had liked the song, he had sang for him. "How appropriate that there is a song called I'm your angel" He thought to himself. It annoyed him that he had to sing with someone else, and that the woman had kept grabbing him. It spoilt his gesture, ever since Dean had approved so much of Patrick's song for Kat, Cas had decided he would do a gesture of his own.
But now Dean wasn't there. He stood at the table where he had left him, there was an empty pint glass, two empty glasses, and a half filled wine glass. "Dean doesn't drink wine" He thought. "If you are looking for your friend, he left a few minutes ago" The bartender shouted over. "Thank you" Castiel said
Exiting the bar he saw Dean heading up the street with a woman. They stopped at a car and it was almost in slow motion that Cas saw Dean grab the woman by the hand and spin her round to kiss her. Castiel felt a cold fist tighten in his stomach as he watched Dean getting into the car and it driving away. Had Dean not liked his song? He had shown Dean how he felt and now he was on his own. The cold feeling in his stomach spread, of all people Dean had rejected him. The angel stood there for half an hour before he realised he was soaked through with rain. Sighing he found himself a covered shelter and sat there, arms wrapped around himself. He didn't want to go back to the motel.