AN: Hey guys! I'm really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY sorry for being late at updating this fic. I know I said that after the exams, I'll post an update. But the stress stopped me from doing so and I have been suffering from SEVERE writer's block for a while. Add the laziness with that and I couldn't write! :D I think it has been a month and a week or two since I last updated? Anyways, this chapter was inspired by ..Tatoo's suggestion-ish. Yeah, Balthazar really needs some lovin'. *wink* So, here ya go! Although I kinda feel disappointed with this because I couldn't write any better. Anyhow, I just feel sad that I'm almost ending this fic. A few more (seriously very few) chapters and it's the end of By Chance. T_T Thanks a lot for those who reviewed this story and patiently waited for me to update. AAAAnywaaaayyyyy... ENJOY! :) Ooh. And don't forget to review guys! Love ya'll! )
By Chance
Even Balthazar Needs Some Lovin'...
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The door slammed open and revealed a very frustrated Balthazar. Both Dean and Cas jumped at the sudden intrusion and made their faces turn into a bright color of red. Dean sunk on the floor while Cas sat up on the couch.
"I told you I'm sorry for the hundredth time so please pick up!" Balthazar shouted at his phone angrily as he went to the living room. His frown due to anger turned into a curious one when he saw the state of red and awkward radiating from both Dean and Cas as he shut his phone. "What the hell happened to the two of you?" he asked, looking from Cas to Dean and then back to Cas. Then suddenly, the song hit his ears and his brain registered. He looked at the speaker where Cas' iPod was attached as Edwin McCain's I'll Be was now starting its chorus. His frown deepened and looked back at his best friend. "Cas?" he asks, concern now filing his voice, knowing how the song was a very sensitive topic for him.
"Um…" Cas started as his voice broke a little. He cleared his throat and fidgeted a little. "We were dancing."
"Okay?" the silent 'and?' clearly stated due to the rise of Balthazar's tone at the end.
"Um…" Cas started once more as he averted his gaze from Balthazar. He cleared his throat and bit his lower lip. "That's that. We were dancing."
"Right." Balthazar replied sarcastically. "I'm going to bed." He said as he walked pass the two men.
"At seven?" Cas asked as his gaze followed his best friend's movement.
"Yeah. So?"
"Why?"
"I just feel like it."
"Right." Was the sarcastic reply with a raised brow.
"What? I just feel tired."
"Balthazar, what is it, really? You were shouting at your phone when you came in, you didn't interrogate me and Dean and now you're going to sleep at seven? Did you and Danny have a fight?" Cas retorted, genuine concern lacing his tone.
Balthazar sighed and went back to the living room and flopped down beside Cas. "Kinda." He said with a shrug. Dean faced the two men and folded his legs, ready to be a part of the conversation.
"Who's Danny?" Dean spoke for the first time since Balthazar entered the apartment.
"Current girlfriend." Balthazar replied with another shrug.
"Okay. What happened then?"
"Well, we were having lunch then this waitress started flirting with me. I flirted back, got her number Danny walked out, hasn't picked her phone up since."
Both Dean and Cas stared at Balthazar for a while, trying to process how Balthazar should get mad at Danny when it was in fact his own fault.
"You know, if I were her, I wouldn't pick up either. You were kind of a dick." Dean finally broke the silence.
"Thank you for shoving it on my face." Balthazar replied sarcastically with a fake smile. Dean simply shrugged it off, getting the point across. "But I've been calling her and telling her I'm sorry ever since. All I get is her voicemail, telling me to leave a freakin' message. I could go for her screaming at me as long as she picks up." He grumbled and made Dean snort and smirk a little. "What's so funny?" he asked with a pissed off tone.
"Nothing. I suddenly remembered this song entitled Nothing; like he preferred rejection than the deadly silence on the other end of the line." He replied with a shrug. Both Balthazar and Cas stared at him blankly; Balthazar with his mouth hanging open a little with a slight frown and Cas with a raised eyebrow. "What?" he asked, wondering what he did wrong. Balthazar stared some more before removing his gaze from Dean.
"Anyway, she's still not picking up, she's at home in her parents' house and now I don't know what to do because I her dad wanted to kill me for making his girl cry." Balthazar grunted as he covered his face with both of his hands and tilted his head back, hitting the back of the couch in the process.
"Have you tried apologizing personally?" Cas asked.
"Yes. But she didn't want to see me." He replied with an eye roll, as if it was obvious that he's thought of seeing her personally.
"Then try again. She'll forgive you once she cools down."
"Yeah, man. Cas is right. Try persuading her a little for her to soften back to you. She'll be back in your arms in no time." Dean said with a soft smile.
"Well, you two have no idea how stubborn Danny is."
"Then Dean and I will help you."
"We will?" Dean asked incredulously.
"Yes, we will." He confirmed to Dean with a smile. The other man simply shrugged and let Cas do the talking. "Hey," Cas started, talking to Balthazar this time, "do you think you can still sing Apology by Chris Brown? We used to jam with that song a lot."
"I think so. Why?" he asked. Cas simply smirked triumphantly.
"We gotta practice. You're singing that to her." Cas said, smile getting wider.
"What? No!"
"Do you want her back or what?"
"I do."
"Then you're singing. Girls love it when they're serenaded."
"Er, fine." He replied to his best friend with an eye roll before sighing loudly. "When are we doing it?"
"Tonight." Cas responded with a smile and stood up to go to his room. Balthazar in turn headed to his own room which left Dean alone on the floor in the living room.
"Okay. So, um. I'm just gonna… Yeah. Okay." Dean said lamely as he rubbed the back of his neck. A few moments later, the two men emerged from their respective rooms; Cas with a guitar while Balthazar held a beat box. "Ooh! Can I play the beat box?" Dean asked with an unusual cheer in his tone, like a child asking for a toy he saw.
"You know how?" Balthazar asked as he settled it down beside him.
"Of course!" He exclaimed with a slight frown, as if offended by the question.
About an hour later, they were done rehearsing. Dean quickly learned the song and easily blended with the two other men. They went to Danny's house in Dean's Impala. It was a twenty minute drive from their apartment to Danny's house. Balthazar sat in the backseat with the guitar and the beat box and couldn't seem to stop bouncing his legs up and down. Cas simply stared outside, ignoring Balthazar's nervous stance while Dean kept his eyes in front of the road.
"What if she still hates me no matter what?" Balthazar broke the silence ten minutes later. Cas and Dean looked at each other for a while. Cas looked at Balthazar from the rearview mirror while Dean looked back at the road ahead.
"Then try again some time."
"But—"
"Balthazar," Cas said sharply and turned on his seat to look at his best friend before continuing, "even if you haven't told us or admitted it to yourself, I know you love Danny and I know she loves you too. She'll forgive you because she loves you. You've been together for a while now and I know you haven't had sex with her." Cas looked sharply at Balthazar when the other seemed to want to interject. "I know you Balthazar." He said, this time with softness in his eyes, before turning back to look at the road ahead.
Balthazar sighed lightly and relaxed a little before frowning in confusion. "How the hell did you know I haven't got laid?"
Cas smirked knowingly and looked at his best friend once more through the rearview mirror. "You haven't used a specific perfume in a while."
"What?"
"Never mind." Cas ended their conversation, waving a hand to dismiss it.
After a while they reached their destination. Balthazar has grown a little nervous. What if I mess the song up? What if she doesn't accept my apology? What if she wants to break up? These thoughts kept on running through his mind as they parked on the sidewalk. Both Cas and Dean waited patiently for Balthazar to gather up some strength and to get the hell out of the car.
Five minutes have passed and they were still seated in the car; Dean was drumming his fingers on the stirring wheel, Balthazar on his thighs while Cas kept on playing with his hair. "So." Dean broke the silence first. "Are we gonna sit here all night?" he finally asked looking at Balthazar from the rearview mirror then at Cas. Cas simply shrugged and looked at Balthazar through the rearview mirror.
"So." Cas prompted with raised eyebrows. "Come on Balthazar. We're here now and you've had enough time gathering up the courage."
Balthazar sighed exasperatedly and rolled his eyes. "Fine." He grumbled and got out of the car; so did Dean and Cas.
"You ready?" Cas asked as he took his guitar from the backseat.
"I hope so." Balthazar sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Come on." He said as he led the way towards the house. When they got to the door, he knocked twice and waited for whoever will open the door; hoping it was Mrs. Taylor because Mr. Taylor was just scary on every aspect.
"Hold up dear." A soft voice coming from a woman came from the other side of the door called which made Balthazar release the breath he didn't realize he has been holding, realizing it was Mrs. Taylor they'll be facing first. When the door opened, it revealed a smiling woman who looked like she was in her late-fifties or a little less. She had short black hair with some gray strands. She had slightly rounded but chinky brownish black eyes. Her face was slightly round. Her lips were plump and her nose was neither pointed nor flat. Her body shape still looked fine despite the fact that she could be nearing sixty. At the sight of Balthazar, her smile faded, which was easy to understand. Balthazar on the other hand gave her a tight smile. "You know she doesn't want to see you right now." She whispered to him as she closed the door slightly to hide the three men.
"I know. But I just want to apologize. I know that I'm a jerk for doing that to her but I really want to give us another chance. Please Mrs. Taylor, I really need to see her." He pleaded sincerely.
Mrs. Taylor sighed in defeat and opened the door a little wider. "Come in. But make sure Martin doesn't see you. He's still furious you made our baby girl cry."
"I know ma'am." He replied with a small smile. "Is she in her room?" he asked.
"Yeah. Who are these two boys by the way?" she asked, finally noticing Dean and Cas.
"Castiel." Cas said with a smile and extended his arm to shake her hand.
"Dean." Dean did the same when Cas let go of her hand. "We're Balthazar's friends." He finished with a smile as he let her hand go.
"Oh. What's your business here boys?" she asked, genuinely curious.
"We're here to assist Balthazar." Cas said with a smile as they walked towards the stairs.
"Oh. That's sweet of you dear." She told Cas and Dean with a smile in which the two men responded with a slight bow of their heads. "Good luck son. I like you for her. She's… happier ever since you two got together." She said sincerely, this time to Balthazar.
"Thank you." Was his simple but sincere response.
The three men ascended the stairs to get to Danny's bedroom. As they approached her room, silent sniffs were heard. It broke Balthazar's heart to hear his girlfriend crying, knowing it was his fault. The door was slightly open to reveal the sky blue color of the room. Balthazar knocked lightly on the door and heard Danny's mumbled 'Come in.' Balthazar slowly opened the door with his head ducked down, eyes fixed on the floor. A loud huff was clearly heard, obviously coming from Danny.
As Balthazar slowly looked up as Cas and Dean stayed behind him, he was welcomed by the messed up look of his girl. Her usually bright, happy chocolate brown eyes are puffy and slightly red; obvious sign that she has been crying. Her usually ordered hair was messed up. Her usually fair colored face looked flushed from all the crying and her usually pinkish cheeks were stained with tears that were still flowing.
"What do you want?" she asked hoarsely, her voice was breaking as she spoke.
"I just want to say I'm sorry." Balthazar whispered, loud enough for the people in the room to hear, sincerely, the pain obvious in his voice.
"Just." She started then sighed as she looked away from him. "Just go, Balthazar. Please." She whispered as the tears kept rushing down her face.
"Danny, please. One chance. That's all I ask."
"No."
"Daniel." He said which made her look back to him. He stopped calling her by her real name and that caught her attention. "Please. Just listen to the song. It says everything I want to tell you. And every word in the song, I mean it, even if I didn't write it or whatever, but I really, really mean it."
Danny inhaled deeply and released the breath slowly and shakily, eyes fixed solely on Balthazar. "Fine." She finally breathed out.
Balthazar nodded at her and looked back at his two friends over his shoulders, signaling them that they can start playing. Cas strapped the guitar around his body while Dean sat on the beat box. Cas was the one who started the song, followed by Dean playing the beat box shortly. After a short while, Balthazar started singing.
"You don't even call anymore"
He started the song with a shrug and took a step towards Danny
"It's so different from the way it was before
Everyday I hear your pretty voice
I have no choice, but to be all alone without you"
He continued singing and started taking a few small steps towards Danny.
"There's so many mistakes we make in love
Cause still I'm thinking this is something we can solve
I take all the blame for breaking your heart
But you can't let it tear us apart
Because
She didn't mean anything to me"
Dean and Cas started to sing as back up for Balthazar along the chorus of the song.
"She wasn't the one I see in my dreams
Girl you know it ain't true
If you believe
Please accept my apology
I didn't mean to hurt you girl"
He finally reached the foot of bed and sat down on the edge.
"I didn't see myself settling down
But I knew from the first time you came around
From the moment I looked into your eyes
I never want to see you cry over me"
He then lifted a hand up to cup her face and wiped her tears away from her cheek with his thumb, keeping his hand there.
"But I knew if we got serious in love
We would never, ever wanna break it up
I wasn't ready for you until this day
Could you believe when I say that
She didn't mean anything to me
She wasn't the one I see in my dreams
Girl you know it ain't true
If you believe
Please accept my apology
I didn't mean to hurt you girl
She didn't mean anything to me
She wasn't the one I see in my dreams
Girl you know it ain't true
If you believe
Please accept my apology
I didn't mean to hurt you girl"
The song finally ended, the room went silent and none of them wanted to break it. Balthazar and Danny simply stared at each others' eyes, trying to speak without words. Dean and Cas remained silent, watching the sweet exchange through the simple stares the two lovers in front of them were doing. A few moments later, Danny wrapped her arms around Balthazar's neck, embracing him tightly and cried hard. Balthazar in turn wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.
"I'm really sorry for pushing you to your limits Danny. For all the times you saw me flirt with other people, for all the times I've grinded on the dance floor with another, for all the times I didn't listen to your obvious but silent pleas to stop messing around and for all the times I've taken you for granted." Balthazar mumbled against her hair, inhaling her scent in the process and closed his eyes as a few stubborn tears started to fall. "I'm really, really sorry hon." He whispered, hugging her tighter in the process as she sobbed on his shoulder. "I love you." He said softly, barely above a whisper but obviously heard by the other two in the room with them.
"I love you too." She replied just as soft and happily, finally able to tell him how she felt.
Dean and Cas watched with smiles on their faces at the scene that has been unfolded in front of them. They shared secret, knowing glances and quietly exited the room to give the two lovers a short private moment before heading home.