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Chapter 4
The rest of the week passes without incident for Dean and Castiel, although neither of them could get the other off their minds.
Dean worked his ass off all week, doing anything to try and keep Cas out of his mind. It seemed like any spare minute his brain got, those brilliant blue eyes would be invading his mind.
So far his job was going really well. Ash was a great guy to work for, always cracking jokes and never being a stickler about things. Dean had already made pretty good friends with him and one of the guys he worked with by the name of Rufus.
For once, Dean was happy, he wasn't worried about whether he would have enough money for dinner, or gas. Sam was doing great in school and Dean had seen him smiling more the past week then he had in probably years. It almost scared Dean how well things were going for him right now. The only thing causing him any stress was the freaking sexy English teacher that wouldn't leave his almost every spare thought. Although he was a little suspicious about the swollen lip Sammy came home from school with on Wednesday, but Sam just claimed he accidently walked into a door, which honestly wouldn't surprise Dean so he let it drop.
Now it was Friday and Sam was over at a friend's house this weekend with some kid named Ben, meaning Dean had the whole weekend to himself and he could get as drunk as he fucking wanted tonight. Rufus invited him to go out to the bar that Ash owns. It would be Dean's first time going but from what he could tell, it was a pretty popular bar.
7:00 rolled around and Dean picked Rufus up to head to the bar. Rufus was a pretty awesome guy. He was older then Dean, but he had a wicked sense of humor. Dean was really looking forward to tonight, hoping that he can get nice and drunk, (although not too drunk because he did have work tomorrow) and get Cas off his mind for once.
They walk into the bar and are greeted by Ash, "Hey guys! First round is on me!"
"Thanks man!" Dean yells back over the loud chatter of the bar. The two men make their way over to the bar and sit down. Dean orders whiskey and Rufus a Johnny Walker Blue Label. Right away Rufus starts flirting with some chicks, leaving Dean to sit there and entertain himself. This typically wouldn't bother him because he would just go off and flirt with some chick. Tonight was different though, as Dean looked around the bar he saw plenty of beautiful girls that he would typically putting on his Dean charm for. Yet, he didn't want to as he looked around. He tried willing himself to get up and go over to one but his body was ignoring him. It seemed like the harder he tried to convince himself to go hit on some blonde, the more Castiel invaded his mind.
Groaning, Dean places his head down on the bar atop his hands. Why was this man doing this to him! The only person he has ever thought about this much was his now ex-girlfriend Lisa. Even then Dean didn't think she had this much of an effect on him. There was just something about Cas that was just so appealing.
Dean lifts his head and swallows down his drink in two gulps before calling for another from the pretty blonde bar tender. Smiling sweetly she brings Dean his drink, "Here you go hot stuff." She passes the drink to Dean, letting her hand rest against his a little longer than necessary.
"You look like you had a rough day there sweetheart, anything I can do to make it better," She says, winking suggestively at Dean, who just sits there willing himself to feel something, anything! Nothing happens though and Dean just shrugs his shoulders.
"Sorry babe, maybe next time," he says before picking his drink up and chugging it down. Throwing down some money, Dean turns to Rufus, who is in the middle of a gaggle of girls working his charm.
'Hey Rufus, do you think you could find another ride home? I think I'm going to go ahead and leave," Dean says, pushing a girl aside to get to his friend.
Rufus smiles at Dean before glancing around at the girls, "Oh yeah, I think I got it covered," he gives Dean a wink before turning his attention back on the giggling girls.
"Alright then," Dean thinks to himself before heading out to his Impala, "It's probably better I didn't get drunk tonight anyway since I have to work tomorrow," Dean tells himself trying to make himself feel better for his now ruined night.
Absentmindedly, Dean makes his way back to his apartment. Stumbling in through the front door, Dean glances at the clock and notices it's only 9:00. "God Dammit, screw you Cas and you're gorgeous blue eyes for ruining my night." Dean thinks as he walks to his bed and strips down to his boxers before climbing in. He lays there for hours just staring at the ceiling, and thinking of all the reasons why he should and should not pursue Cas. Finally he falls into a deep sleep full of dreams of Castiel.
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Castiel also had a fabulous week. What really kept him going was the fact that he knew he was going to be seeing Dean this weekend. He had it all planned out, from bringing he's car into the garage on Saturday morning to asking Dean out to lunch. Cas just hoped he wouldn't get nervous and chicken out.
The only thing that really pissed him off this week was on Wednesday, when he caught some big shots picking on Sam.
It was before school started and Castiel was walking down the hallway when he heard a loud crash. Going to investigate he turned the corner to find four boys shoving Sam against the lockers, teasing him about how much of a nerd he was and how everyone just pretended to be his friend and that he better do their homework for them before they beat him up. Castiel almost found it a little funny considering Sam was bigger than all of them but he knew there was no way the Winchester could take on four guys by himself. Castiel is just about to interject when he sees Sam shove the kid away.
"You're all pathetic losers who think you can pick on people just to make your pathetic selves feel better, so shove off. I am not going to stand here and listen to you air heads trying to tell me what to do," Sam says before trying to shove out of the circle of boys. Castiel was proud of the boy for standing up for himself. However the bullies were having none of that and the obvious leader of the group brought his fist up and punched Sam hard in the face before anyone could even blink. Sam stumbles back in surprise, clutching at his now bleeding lip. That was when Castiel lost it.
"You little assbuts!" Cas yells at them, stalking down the hallway towards them, eyes glowing fiercely. The boys all turn in surprise. "How dare you pick on someone just because they are ten times smarter then you ever will be!" Castiel marches right up to the boys causing them to cowering backwards, "If I ever see you four picking on Sam again, or anyone for that matter, you're asses will be suspended before you can even say sorry. Now get your butts off to class right now before I rethink about letting you off with just a warning."
The boys stand there shocked for a second. They had never seen their English teacher so mad before and honestly it was really scary. Quickly the boys regain their composure and scurry off, terrified of Castiel's wrath.
Taking a deep calming breathe, Cas turns and looks with concern at Sam, who is leaning against the lockers with an already severely swollen lip.
"Let's get you to the nurses office shall we?" Castiel asks placing a comforting arm over the boy.
"Wow, thanks Mr. Novak that was awesome. You are quite scary when you are mad," Sam says in awe.
Cas just chuckles at Sam, "Please Sam, when we aren't around other students and teachers, feel free to call me Castiel. I honestly hate being called Mr. Novak." Castiel smiles kindly at Sam.
Sam just nods his head, returning the smile. They arrive at the nurse's office soon after that and Castiel leaves Sam in the good hands of the school nurse. He then heads back to his class to get ready for day.
After that the week went by rather quickly. The closer to Saturday that it got the more nervous Cas felt. He stayed in Friday night, just sitting on his couch petting Ginger and watching TV. It was all just background noise though as his mind was occupied with thoughts of tomorrow.
Eventually Cas goes to bed and it seems like he's barely asleep before his alarm is blaring at him too wake up.
Groggily, Cas climbs out of bed and makes his way to the bathroom to shower and make sure he's looking good. He decides to leave his trench coat at home today, giving Dean a good view of his body. He wears skinny jeans and a blue v-neck t-shirt that really makes his eyes pop.
Checking himself in the mirror he knew he looked good. That was one thing Cas was always good at. Making himself feel good about himself. He was horrible when it came to actually trusting and interacting with other people, but he was good at making himself feel better.
Glancing one last time in the mirror, and trying to smooth his untamed hair down one last time, Cas deems himself good enough and grabs he's keys handing out to his car.
The drive to the mechanic shop feels like the longest drive in the world. The whole time his car is sputtering and jerking and honestly Castiel is surprised he was able to get to the shop at all. He pulls in grabbing the attention of all the people around. Luckily it wasn't a busy day and there were only a couple people waiting around for their cars.
Cas pulls into a parking spot and climbs out of his car, wiping his sweaty hands off on his jeans.
Dean showed up to work this morning in a god awful mood. His night having been filled with dreams of Cas causing him to wake up with a ragging boner this morning and thanking god that Sam wasn't home to hear him jake off.
He was just finishing up a costumer when he hears a car making the worst sound ever pull into the parking lot of the garage. Glancing over his costumers shoulder, Dean spots an old Honda Prelude parked out front but he can't see who's driving it. Shrugging his shoulders he turns back to his costumer and finishes up with them, handing them back their keys to their now fixed car.
After the costumer leaves, Dean glances back over at the car and freezes when he sees Cas standing next to it looking around like a lost puppy dog.
"Oh god! What the hell is he doing here?" Dean thinks to himself as he takes deep breathes trying to calm himself. Putting on his employee face, he goes out to meet Cas, who honestly looks absolutely adorable just standing there.
Cas's back is to Dean as he walks up to him, "Uh.. Hey there Cas, what are you doing here?"
Cas jumps when he hears Deans voice behind him and he spins around to face him almost falling flat on his face.
"Shit, uh hey Dean. I... Uh..." Cas blushes profusely as his words get all jumbled up. He can't help himself, for some reason Dean looks unbelievably sexy in his mechanic uniform.
Dean just raises an eyebrow at Cas's stuttering, trying with all his might to keep a straight face. Cas wasn't wearing his usual trench coat and instead he was wearing a pair of nice skinny jeans that clung to his hips and showed off his nice ass. Then just too add to it, he was wearing a tight t-shirt which was showing off all his muscles and for some reason was really turning Dean on.
"Sorry, didn't catch that," Dean says teasingly leaning in towards a blushing Cas.
"Um, my car has been making some really weird noises and been really jerky. I was hoping you could take a look at it for me, " Cas says finally finding his voice. He decides to push his luck and confidence a little and gives Dean his best puppy eyed look, "Pleaseee."
Dean feels himself practically melt away when Cas looks at him like that.
He bits his lips trying to contain himself but he can't, "Dammit Cas stop! Just stop please!" Dean says running his hand across his face in frustration. This man is going to be the death of him.
Cas looks at Dean confused, his head titling to the side a little bit, "stop what Dean? I was just asking for help?"
Dean groans loudly, "Yeah I know, okay I'll take a look at her." Walking over to the hood of the car, Dean pops it open and leans over inspecting the engine and such.
Cas watches Dean and smiles inwardly at himself. He knew he was having an effect on Dean and he loved it. His inner self starts jumping with joy as he watched Dean walk over to his car. As Dean leans over to inspect the inside of it, Castiel gets a nice shot of his oh so fine ass. Gulping he tries to push down the raging hard on trying to break through.
"Fuck Cas, the inside of this thing is a mess! You need to have like half of this replaced and cleaned up. I don't even understand how it's running," Dean says, coming back out from under the hood, oil smeared across his cheek.
Castiel represses the urge to go over and wipe it off. Instead, he sticks his hands in his pockets and just looks at Dean.
"Alright... So can you fix it?" Cas asks.
Glancing at the car, Dean just shakes his head, "Yeah I could, but the cost to repair it would be way more then just buying a new car which I highly suggest."
Cas looks sadly at his car. It was a good car or at least he thought so but his knowledge on cars was very limited.
"But Dean I have no idea where to even begin when looking for a new car," Cas looks helplessly at Dean, "I honestly don't know the first thing about cars."
Dean smiles at Cas, "Hey I will help you out alright? We will find you the perfect car," Dean says walking up to Cas and placing an arm around his shoulders.
Cas smiles happily up at Dean and leans into his touch a little. Everything was going great despite how nervous Castiel was. The next part was going to be the hardest though. He was afraid of seeming to forward.
"Hey, um Dean. I was wondering if you wanted to go grab a bite to eat later, maybe for lunch or something," Cas asks looking sheepishly at the ground.
Dean is startled by Castiels question. It was so abrupt and out of the blue, it threw him off balance for a second.
"That.. Actually sounds really nice Cas, I'd love to. Although I'm pretty new to the town so I don't know of any good places to eat," Dean says smiling down at Cas.
Not believing his own ears, Cas takes a couple deep breathes before he realizes he heard right and that Dean actually said yes! Cas's stomach starts doing flip flops in excitment.
"Don't worry about that, I know a really nice diner not far from here," Cas says smiling shyly at Dean.
"Well I get off at 1 today, so why don't I meet up with you afterwards?" Dean asks, his stomach forming into a ball of knots as he thinks that maybe, just maybe he actually has a chance with Cas.
"Perfect!" Cas says smiling at Dean, before glancing at his car, "But, um Dean. How am I supposed to get anywhere?"
"Oh..um..tell you what. Ill just take a break real fast and run you home. Then ill come by later to pick you up. Maybe after we eat we can go look at cars." Dean says, starting to feel a little nervous.
Wow! This was going better then Cas had planned! "That sounds perfect Dean," Cas says, smiling sweetly at Dean who smiles back.
"Alright cool, let me just go tell my boss ill be back in a few. Ill meet you by my car. It's the black chevy impala over there," Dean says pointing to his baby. Cas nods his head and walks over to the car to wait for Dean who hurries inside to tell Ash he will be back in fifteen. Of course Ash is cool with it and Dean smiles as he yells, "Take your time man!"
Hurrying back to his car, Dean unlocks it and climbs into the drivers seat waiting for Cas to join him. "Alright buddy, got to tell me where I am going." Dean says to Cas.
Cas nods his head and starts giving Dean directions as he pulls out of the parking lot. The whole drive is pretty comfortable, just meaningless chatter passing back and forth between the two. Cas is loving every minute of it though. He takes the time to stare at Dean when he isn't looking and studying his profile. Dean on the other hand is nervous, as he feels Cas's eyes roam up and down his body. He afraid he looks horrible, covered in oil and dirt.
Petty soon Dean is pulling up in front of Cas's apartment. "Alright, so I will pick you up at around one then?" Dean asks, shaking his head inwardly at how much this sounds like a date, which it totally isn't! Cas smiles and nods his head.
"Yes, that would be great," Cas says opening the car door. Then before he can help himself, he leans over and places a feather like kiss on Dean's cheek, who just sits there staring in shock, he's cheek tingling where Cas's lips brushed it. Cas hopes out of the car smiling big, "Bye Dean! See you soon." Then before Dean can regain his voice, Cas bolts toward his apartment.
"Holy fuck!" Cas thinks to himself as he opens the door to his apartment, "I can not believe I just did that! I have never been so outgoing in my entire life!" However Cas can't stop the smile spreading across his face. Walking over to his couch, he plops down hard, his mind in total disarray and his body filled with anticipation for this afternoon.
Dean sits there in his car for a good five minutes before he is able to regain his composure. The kiss was only a small one but it though him completely for a loop. He wasn't sure what to think anymore as he headed off back to work. All he knew was that he couldn't wait for this afternoon.