Art:
It was 6 when Castiel turned up to check on his art, it was no surprise to see the closed sign still up but he could see something, someone was laying down. He knocked no one got up so he tried to open the door, it opened easily. Dean was meant to lock up when he left and the guard was meant to unlock but because both of them were out cold no on locked up.
"Oh my god" Castiel said putting a hand over his mouth when he turned Dean over and he didn't stir at all. He picked up his phone and called the ambulance. While waiting for it to turn up he made sure his art was still clean and in place, one of them was, the other one gone, most of the art that was meant to be there was gone! He took a deep breath and opened the door for the ambulance crew,
"I came by early to check on my art when I saw him just laying there I came in and that's when I saw the guard and I later noticed more of the art was missing too. I tried waking them but I couldn't" Castiel was nervous. His art was gone. He has to call Uriel.
"Where did it all go?" Uriel shouted when he turned up,
"I don't know" Castiel paniced.
"What are we gonna do now? The show is today and we have almost no art to sell!"
"Call the artist and tell them! Check the camera's they must have caught something!" Castiel suggested.
"Okay, come on" they both walked over to the camera room.
"I got nothing after Dean walks in to do his cleaning, but it can't be him because he was tasared too. So was it?" Uriel put his hands up to the sky in despair.
"You mentioned he was getting people in to help, would they?" Castiel asked "call the cops, get an investigation going, tell the artists. I'm going to the hospital. I wanna talk to this kid, maybe he saw something" Castiel patted Uriel on the shoulder and walked away.
"Hello, Dean" Castiel said standing at the doorway of his room.
"Hi" Dean said his head turning, "thank you for turning up when you did."
"It was only a tasar hit, you'd of been aright but your welcome" Castiel walked over to the bed,
"whose this?" Rose-lee asked looking up at Castiel and noticing how Deans mood changed when he walked in.
"His a guy who's got some amazing art featuring in the art show" Dean looked at Rose-lee.
"Oh" Rose-lee said her smile fading, "I'm sorry we had to cancel about coming to help last night but there's no way my mum was gonna let me or Martin out of the house that late."
"It's okay" Dean said smiling, 'Wow, been a gang member a week and can already come up with statements.'
"I have to go to the toilet, I'll see you later okay" Rose-lee stood up and hugged Dean goodbye before walking away.
"Girlfriend?" Castiel asked taking her seat.
"Best friend I ever had" Dean corrected him,
"My name's Castiel" he shock Dean's hand.
"Dean Winchester, your Castiel Novak, I read it on your art" Dean forced himself up.
"Yeah, some of the art was taken." Castiel told him,
"Any of yours?" Dean asked,
"One of them" Castiel nodded,
"Sorry I should have done something" Dean said letting himself go a little.
"You were tasared there was nothing you could do" Castiel looked at Dean "Did you see anything?"
"No, that last thing I remember is hanging up after Rose-lee called to cancel" Dean had gotten so used to lying not even Castiel could tell he was being dishonest.
"Okay, well I hope you get better soon" Castiel got up and walked towards the door.
"I'm sorry about your art. Do they know who done it?" Dean asked
"No."
"I got street smarts, I could try to get it back" Dean mentioned as his mum, dad and brother turned up at the door.
"No, that's fine. I got my favorite one that's good enough. Nice meeting you anyway. Good bye, Dean" Castiel walked out the door. He was almost 100% sure that he'd never see Dean again and Dean was sure he'd see Castiel again.
It had been a few weeks since the art show, Dean Winchester had forgotten all about the art show but he kept the painting of Castiel's that he stole rather than selling it. It hung above his bed on the wall of his bedroom. Castiel had forgotten all about Dean Winchester. He was walking down the street a few streets away from his house because he could smell drugs, a lot of drugs he saw four kids smoking in a park and thought, 'yeah, that'll be what I smell.' One of the kids got up, Castiel couldn't help but to think he recognised that brown leather jacket. The kid sprayed himself with deordraint and had some breath spray before taking some gum from the girl. The kid turned around, it was Dean. Castiel turned away quickly but it was too late, Dean saw him.
"Castiel, is that you?" he ran over, "it is. Wow, long time no see" he shock Castiel's hand when he turned,
"Dean, wow" Castiel smiled. 'I was right, cute but trouble. And I was right about the drugs.'
"Did you wanna come in for a minute, catch up?" Dean asked walking towards his front door.
"Sure" Castiel didn't wanna be rude by refusing so he agreed and followed Dean into his normal looking family home.
"Where do you live?" Dean asked opening the door.
"Damon Road. A few streets away. With my mum and dad"
"Your like 20"
"21, I moved in with her after my brother Gabriel passed"
"Sorry".
"It's okay, me moving back in was their idea" Castiel said standing in door way to the living room.
"Feel free to sit down, want a drink or something?" Dean asked smelling his clothes.
"What are you worried about, parents getting back and smelling the drugs?" Castiel said that before he had time to think about it. "Sorry that was out of order."
"Yeah, it was" Dean opened the fridge, "beer or juice?"
"Beer, if that alright" Castiel said feeling guilty about what he said.
"You won't tell them will you?" Dean asked passing Castiel a beer.
"Tell who what?" Castiel asked taking a long glug.
"My parents about the drugs" Dean sat on the couch next to him.
"No. Why do you even take drugs?" Castiel asked putting the beer on the coffee table.
"I don't know because for a while it eases the pain. Makes me feel better you know. You don't know. No one can ever understand such a brutal addiction" Dean drank from his beer bottle.
"Do you know why my parents wanted me to move back in with after Gabriel died?" Castiel closing his eyes.
"No, should I?" Dean asked confused. Castiel pulled his sleeves up to reveal old scars.
"You self harmed" Dean said shocked.
"Yeah" Castiel rolled his sleeves down again, "because for a little while, it took away my pain. Then after that while, the pain came back. So I had to do it again. Like drugs. It destroys more than it heals but it makes you feel better and your already hooked to realize it's too late."
"Come on, I wanna show you something" Dean says getting up, he led Castiel to his bedroom, "I found it a few days ago. I couldn't get a hold of you so I kept it."
"Thank you Dean" Castiel smiled, "keep it. You seem to take care of it alright and I won't charge you 200 for it."
"Thanks" Dean said sitting on his bed,
"Those guys your friends?" Castiel asked laying next to Dean.
"Yeah, their more than friends, they're my gang" Dean said as he layed next to Castiel.
"Your a gang member too?" Castiel faced him "what next a thief?"
"Would you hate me if I said yes?" Dean faced Castiel.
"I'd never hate you" Castiel smiled. He felt his heart rate going up, his mouth go all dry. Dean was feeling the same way but that didn't stop him from filling the gap between him and Castiel and kissing him. He expected Castiel to pull away but, he didn't. Castiel accepted the kiss and Dean was pretty sure he could feel Castiel smiling as he put a hand on the back of Castiel's head. When Dean pulled away, he looked into Castiel's deep blue eyes and though, wow.
"Castiel, will be do me the honor of going on a date with me Friday night?" Dean asked not wanting this to be the last time he saw Castiel.
"Depends" Castiel said his face so close to Deans their lips were touching ever so slightly.
"On what?"
"On wether or not your okay with picking me up and dropping me off. My parents don't like me driving" Castiel said kissing Dean again.
"Thats fine" Dean was smiling into the kiss this time. When their lips touched. It felt like heaven on earth.