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Castiel looked up to see the man he'd had his eye on up close and found his lips pressed to his. "Sorry I'm late, I lost track of time with that Toyota I'm working on. Who's your friend? I'm Dean." Dean held his hand out expectantly towards Gordon.
"I was just leaving," Gordon said stiffly.
"Nice meeting you," Dean smirked cheekily after Gordon.
"You're a mechanic?" Castiel asked, turning towards Dean.
"Bartender, a beer?" Dean asked and then hid his lips with his hand, pretending to wipe something off. "Pretend like you know me. He's still watching." Castiel raised an eyebrow but obliged, putting his hands in Dean's back pockets and pulling him closer.
"How was work? Did you get the Toyota back in shape yet?" Castiel asked.
"She won't start for some reason," Dean said. "Not sure why." He removed Castiel's hands from his back pockets so he could sit down and he reached over and pulled Castiel into his lap. He tilted his head expectantly and Castiel lowered his head so he could kiss Dean again- longer and properly.
"Thank you for the save," Castiel whispered.
"How thankful are you?" Dean asked with a lecherous grin. Castiel lowered his lips to Dean's and paused just centimeters away from Dean's lips.
"What are you doing here, Dean?" Castiel asked.
"Getting some," Dean said with a smirk and captured Castiel's lips again. "Come out with me to my car?" Castiel caught Balthazar's eye, the man giving him a wink and a shooing motion with his hands. Castiel didn't admit to owing Balthazar a lot. Balthazar probably racked up more favors than Castiel ever would, but Castiel was willing to be in debt for this.
Dean led Castiel outside by the hand and led him to a black car.
"Nice car," Castiel praised and it was obviously the right thing to say because Dean practically glowed.
"Runs like a charm," Dean smirked and he was probably one of those men who could go on and on for hours about his car but Castiel decided to cut him off, pinning Dean against the car and attacking his mouth with his own. Dean moaned and tried to get his hands free but Castiel had always been stronger than he looked.
"You didn't let me finish. Nice car. Want to show me the inside?" Castiel whispered against Dean's lips, rolling his hips against Dean's and eliciting a moan from the other man.
"Hey, you're on the air with Dean Winchester and I found out that I don't get paid for saying that. If I did though, that'd be pretty awesome. I could just say 'you're on the air with Dean Winchester' for the whole show but then I wouldn't get any listeners and they'd kick my ass off the radio.
Anyways, I just had the best night ever. Let me tell you, dude had a tight ass. Seemed kind of familiar too but I can't place him. Too bad I didn't get a name. Well, sweetheart, if you're in town, give me a call sometime. I don't usually do repeats but I'll make an exception for you. So give me a call- and that's not an open invitation to all you weirdoes who are going to try and pretend to be him."
"Cas, you here?" Jimmy called. He was answered by his brother's groan and he rolled his eyes and sighed. "Amelia sent pot roast over."
"In the bedroom," Castiel said.
"Goodnight?" Jimmy asked.
"Balthazar definitely knows how to make me have a good time," Castiel agreed sleepily.
"Get laid?" Jimmy asked.
"The guy had a tight ass," Castiel smirked.
"I did not want to know that," Jimmy said.
"Then you shouldn't have asked," Castiel said.
"I didn't," Jimmy said. "You going to warm this up?"
"Give it here," Castiel said, taking the plate. He grabbed a pair of jeans and wrestled to get them on as he walked to the microwave.
"Well, you're walking fine," Jimmy noted, snickering as Castiel tripped and grabbed onto the side of the counter.
"Of course I am. I told you he-"
"Cas! TMI!"
"Dean, are you walking funny?" Jo asked.
"I'm not. Shut up," Dean grunted.
"Yes, you are," Jo said. "Oh my god… you took it up the ass, didn't you?"
"No!"
"You did! You totally did!"
"Jo, shut up!"
"Dean Winchester took it up the ass!"
"Shut up, Jo! Get your ass over here!"
"You're going to have to catch me first! Good luck after having taken it up the ass!"
"Jo!"
"Hello, those of you who believe in the strange, the unknown, the unthinkable… I'm Castiel Novak and you're listening to the Real Story. Now, there have always been strange occurrences. I wouldn't say I don't believe in fate- but I definitely don't believe in coincidences. I believe everything happens for a reason.
My reason for bringing this up? Well, Fate has decided to grace me herself. I think I've had the best night of my life- and if it's not the best night of my life, it's definitely up there in the top ten. I think I have to say that because my beautiful sister in law Amelia is holding my adorable niece named Claire and she makes food for me. Ever had her pot roast? I'd die happily if she poisoned it.
Uh, enjoy some tunes while I go talk to my sister in law,"
"Amelia, what's the matter?" Castiel asked. "Do you need me to take Claire?"
"No, I can take care of Claire but can you meet Gabriel's lawyer in Jimmy's place?" Amelia asked.
"You want me to play twin switch?" Castiel asked. "You hate that."
"No, I mean yes, I hate that, but I don't want you to pretend to be Jimmy," Amelia said. "Just meet his lawyer and-"
"Wait, why can't Jimmy do it?" Castiel frowned. "Is he okay?"
"He got caught up at work," Amelia said. "And I got the wrong bottle and served him a stronger drink and he'd already had a few drinks earlier and it was late and now he's passed out on the couch…"
"So you want me to play a chauffeur so you can get to work and get the princess to school," Castiel said. "Alright. I'll do it."
"Thank you, Cas!" Amelia said, kissing him on the cheek.
Castiel walked into his brother's home, rolling his eyes when he saw the Sasquatch on the couch. He nudged the man.
"Hey, it's time to wake up," Castiel said.
"Go away, Dean," the lawyer muttered.
"I'm not Dean," Castiel huffed.
"Jimmy? Oh, crap… sorry, what time is it?" Sam groaned.
"I'm not Jimmy either and it's a little after ten," Castiel said.
"Who are you?" Sam frowned. "I must still be drunk…"
"I'm Castiel, Jimmy's twin," Castiel said.
"Well, hi, Castiel. I'm Sam Winchester- you're the guy on the radio!" Sam said.
"Oh, yeah, that's me. You're a fan?" Castiel blinked.
"You annoy the hell out of my brother!" Sam grinned.
"Uh… you're welcome?"