Chapter 5:
Cas
A/N: Apology for the continuity error that you may or may not have noticed. The error is, Dean reads the sign on the bookstore's door perfectly fine, but he can barely read a single book bc dyslexia so yeah that's my bad guys, sorry. Um this chapter is dedicated to (yeah I'm doing dedications get over it) consideryoulokid because well you are the first (and only) person to have read my story (I think) and you voted for it so thanks for being awesome (enjoying my pitiful writing) so yeah um thanks that's about it.
Woo (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
At precisely 5:45 AM, Castiel arrived at his book store. He unlocked the door and waited. About 15 minutes later, the two brothers arrived in the muscle car, the engine roaring loudly. Castiel didn't own a car. He hardly ever needed to go anywhere outside of town, and when he did, he took a bus. Everywhere else was within walking distance. So that's what he did. He walked. They walked up to the door and hesitantly pushed it open, as if expecting it to be locked. "Good morning." Castiel greeted them. Dean gave a gigantic yawn in reply. Castiel's stomach fluttered. "Hey, thanks again for letting us come in early." Sam said politely. "I don't believe we ever introduced ourselves. My name is Sam Winchester, and this is my brother Dean." Castiel formally shook hands with both of them. "My name is Castiel Novak." Castiel prayed that they wouldn't recognize the last name. "And it's no big deal, I'm here anyways." "You're here at 6 in the morning?" Dean asked incredulously. "Everyday" he replied. "Why don't you two go ahead and continue your research. You'll see me around, stocking shelves and such. I'll try not to disturb you." "Thanks, man." Said Sam. The Winchesters set off to the back of the book store to continue working on their mysterious research. So while the brothers started working, Castiel did the same. He checked the donations bin. It was empty. He went to each of the shelves, and reordered the books. He sighed. Is it really so hard for people to return books to their proper place after they have finished looking through them? He thought. Straightening up the shelves only took him a little over an hour. The shipment of books he was expecting wouldn't arrive for another 45 minutes. But the coffee shop down the road was open. Castiel removed his name tag and left the store, locking the door behind him. He took a deep breath of the crisp, autumn air before setting off down the sidewalk. He got to the coffee shop in about 10 minutes, however with the majority of citizens heading to work at this time, he had to wait 20 minutes to receive his 3 coffees from the grumpy barista. He strolled back to the book store, drinking his coffee along the way. He finished it and dropped it into the trash can on the sidewalk just in front of his shop. He unlocked the door and headed to the mythology section where Sam and Dean were reading. "I thought you guys might like some coffee." He said, setting the cups down between them. "Thanks a ton, Cas." Said Dean, grinning broadly. "Thanks." Repeated Sam. Castiel returned to the checkout counter before realizing he had no work to do. He pulled out the book he was currently reading, As A Man Thinketh by James Allen. However, he couldn't concentrate. All he could think of was Dean and his smile. The way his gorgeous emeralds of eyes lit up. His constellations of freckles. And that's when Castiel realized that he was undeniably in love with Dean Winchester.