Category: Pre-slash
Characters/Pairings: Dean, Castiel (Destiel)
Universe: AU
Rating: K
Summary: Dean is a hipster with glasses working in a Starbucks.
Word Count: 273
11. Hipster
As a man with a long trench coat walked through the warm doors of the local Starbucks, the one behind the counter yelled, "Caramel cappuccino's done for a mister... Thomas! Come again soon sir! Alrighty then, sorry about that pal, what can I get'cha?" the dark-haired hunk asked. "Uhh... can I get a... blonde roast with cream... Dean?" he said, noticing the green and white name tag pinned to his apron.
"Sure thing bud, who for?"
"Castiel."
"Okkkaay, coming right up Castiel, it'll be $3.50."
As Cas waited for his drink, he couldn't help but notice Dean's thick rimmed glasses shielding his beautiful eyes. "So strange..." he thought. "All the people with the best eyes have eyesight issues..."
Dean looked up to notice the man staring at him. Finishing his drink, he set it on the counter and shoved his glasses correctly on his nose. "And if you don't mind me asking... what's with the uh... wings?" Dean asked looking at Cas with slight confusion.
"My... wings?" Cas asked, imagining himself stretching out his feathered wings, jutting out from his back. Was Dean finally coming though? Was the spell finally wearing off? Will he remember?
"Yeah. Your wings. On that chain, looks cool man." Dean said, pointing to the angel wing necklace Cas was wearing around his neck.
"Oh... right. I uh... fly. These are my wings." He traced his fingers along the edge of the golden wings he wore. Once he got the Winchesters to come around again these would become his actual wings once again.
"Oh neat, so you're like a pilot, right?"
"Yeah, that's it." Cas said, slightly disappointed.