The liquid courage Cas had been taking, was doing it's job around the time Gabe had showed up, so the altered lyrics gave Cas no trouble. He knew he was taking a big risk, but Gabe was right. If Dean was indeed not as straight as Cas thought, and also not in the know of Cas' own preferences, then it was high time Cas made a move. So, he kept his eyes glued on the familiar body behind the bar, when he slipped in the name that never failed to up his heartrate.
Dean litterally froze. His hands stilled, his face went slack and he gaped at the stage, until he regrouped, grabbed the next bottle and threw a shaky grin Cas' way. Cas felt a little mean when Dean nearly dropped his bottle at the next lines, but he kept going. This was going fabulously like planned. Even Meg ogling him was a calculated thing, and Cas felt a warm bubble glow in his belly at the jealous snarl Dean aimed at Meg's back. He let his blue eyes wander the crowd, before winking at them. Then the next bit came and Meg went rigid, her eyes narrowing and her mouth trying to form words that didn't look like they were coming. She threw him a heated look, full of hatred, and stormed out of the bar. Only after she had left, did Cas look back at the face he loved the most, and was just in time to see that plump mouth snap shut and those green eyes blink rapidly. After that, Dean seemed back to his perky self, but Cas caught him staring a lot. A victorious smile plays around Cas' mouth and he knew it, so he kept his head down mostly and when Gabe hopped off the stage, he sighed and let his fingers blend the notes of the next song together.
He caught his brother, sipping some hiddeousley coloured cocktail, which from a distance looked like a giant candy corn, and flirting with... oh no... Dean would kill Gabe! Cas arbitrarily decided it was time for a break for him. He rounded off the song and picked up his glass, seemingly to get a fresh drink, but mostly to have an excuse to get to his brother.
"Gabriel! Do you have a deathwish?"
Gabriel smiled up at him. "Hiya Cassie! What are you doing here?"
Cas threw him a bitchface and tilted his head menacingly. "Trying to keep you alive. Hello, Sam."
The taller guy smirked at his words and then answered:
"Hey, Cas. I know what you mean, but me and Gabe... we've been kinda dating for a while now..." The warm voice tapered out as Cas blinked incredulously.
"You what? Does Dean know about this?"
Sam bit his lip. "No, and we'd appreciate it if you wouldn't tell. I still need to find a way to break it to him that I'm...you know."
Gabriel beamed at him. "He wouldn't take it bad, Sammoose. You should've seen the way he checked out Cassie's ass earlier on."
Cas blushed. "Shut up, Gabriel. Sam, I will not say anything, but if Dean sees you two... he'll connect the dots flawlessly..."
A hand landed hard on his shoulder. "Up to you to keep him occupado, little brother. Go, keep him distracted. Bat your eyes, flip your hair..."
Cas leveled him a glare. "You can be impossible, Gabriel. You know that, right?"
Sighing at the wide grin Gabe shot him, Cas picked up his empty glass and walked around the bar to where Dean was serving a straight up whiskey to his surrogate father.
"Hello, Dean, Bobby." Dean stiffened at the sound of that gravelly voice forming his name. Bobby smirked in his beard and simply tipped his hat. "Cas."
Dean took a steadying breath and turned around. "Hey, Cas. Taking a breather?"
With an internal wince, Dean noticed how high his voice sounded.
"Yes. My throat was dry and my fingers needed some rest too." Cas wiggled those slender fingers a bit and let them play with his empty glass, sliding up and down the condensed sides.
Dean had to focus on keeping his mind from imagining what else those fingers could slide over. He let his tongue wet his lips, then bit down on the lower. Cas flicked his gaze down to watch.
He snapped his blue eyes back to Dean's. "But I'm done with alcohol for tonight. Just a glass of cold water will do nicely, please Dean."
Those cerulean eyes looked right into his soul and Dean found he couldn't stop staring in them.
"Oh...okay... I... I'll get that for you..." He cursed his voice for stumbling over such simple words, and with burning cheeks, he turned away to get Cas his water.
"Boy, you're slowly torturing him, ya know that, don'tcha?" Bobby said, his voice amused.
Cas chuckled . "I just started figuring it out, sir. Let me have some fun, please."
Dean took a deep breath and poured out the Evian for Cas. "When you two are done talking about me..."
Cas smiled, and his heart skipped a beat. "I'm sorry, Dean."
A warm hand landed on his lower arm and Dean stared at it. "Talk to me after hours?" Cas turned those amazing eyes into big, blue puppy dog eyes and Dean could almost hear his restraint creak under their look. "Of course. Talk. Yeah. See ya." He quickly turned around and tried to find something to do. Ah! Looked like Gabe could use another Candy Corn Martini.
He walked over to the guy and cocked his head at the achingly familiar back that almost blocked his view of the troll. "Sammy?"
Sam turned around. "Hi Dean. What can you make for me? Nothing as sweet at that though..."
He scowled at the empty glass Gabe was holding.
Dean narrowed his eyes at Gabe then let them slide back to Sam.
"How about a Mojito?" he offered, knowing full well that Gabe hated the mint.
"Sure. Thanks!" Sam smiled at him.
Dean nodded and turned towards Gabriel. "Another, sugar junkie?"
Gabriel beamed at him. "That would be awesome, Dean-o! Please!"
Satisfied that they were just talking, Dean got to mixing.