Sam and Chuck were stuck writing the dialogue for the final season's sixth episode. The two writers had been at it for over three hours. Samuel stood from the uncomfortable/small office chair to stretch his long limbs. Chuck volunteered to fetch two cappuccinos from Gabe's food truck. The duo was in desperate need of a caffeine fix. "Hey it's Cinnamon Bun Friday! Bring a couple of those, too." Sam requested. Chuck gave him two thumbs up before squirreling away.
The Big Foot plopped his ass on the chair once again and stared at the blank screen. This pivotal scene would set up all the drama for the season's last two episodes. He was concentrating so hard, Sam didn't hear someone enter the small/cramped office and lock the door. Hands covered his eyes and the intruder raised their voice which made them sound like Betty Rubble. "Guess who, my very own gorgeous Thor."
"Zar, I smelled your cologne." Sam rolled himself away.
"I have no time for fooling around today. Chuck and I are in a writing rut."
"How about I play your magical flute and it will help clear your mind?" Balthazar smirked as he started lowering Sam's black jeans' zipper.
"Seriously, Balthazar…I'm busy. My God sometimes you can be so…." Sam pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Finish that sentence. I can be so fucking immature. All of us can't be responsible 24/7. You need to remove the stick from your ass every once in a while." Sam fixed his jeans as Zar unlocked the door. "I guess you're not accompanying me to the Lady Gaga concert tonight?"
"No, Chuck and I will be working. Anyways, I am not one of her Little Monsters. Take someone else and have fun."
"Fine I will," Zar murmured under his breath as he exited the office.
Sam closed the laptop hard. Chuck returned with the hot beverages and out of the oven cinnamon buns. "We're in luck Gabe made the caramel filled buns. I personally saw him remove them from the oven. So be careful; they're piping hot."
Sam smiled at his best friend. "They smell awesome." For the last couple of weeks Sam came to the conclusion that he and Zar were in their so called relationship only for the sex. It was mind blowing but they didn't share many things in common. Sam was a home body, who preferred to stay home reading a good book or visiting an art museum or gallery every once in a while. On the other hand, Zar hated staying home and loved going to clubs and eating at new eating establishments. A perfect example was the Brit actually was a Lady Gaga devotee. Sam hated pop music and enjoyed listening to classic and indie music.
The Winchester turned to Chuck, who stared at the blank laptop screen with a look of constipation. Sam was surprised his best friend and Gabriel were friends with benefits. An unlikelier couple had never walked the earth. Chuck grinned diabolically. He began typing like a Tasmanian devil. After typing a page worth of dialogue, he ceased and beamed at his closest friend. "What do you think about this?"
Sam read his friend's work and raised his arms once he was done. "Woo! Can I just make one small change?"
"Go for it"
Sam deleted one line and typed in something. Chuck read it and the two friends gave each other a high five. "Looks like we won't be burning the midnight oil after all"
"We should hang at my place and order in pizza and watch horror movies like when we were teens," Sam suggested.
"I have plans." Chuck said as he continued typing. When he was on a roll nothing or nobody could stop him.
"Spending the night at Gabe's?"
"No, I'm taking Becky to the art museum. They are showcasing Monet."
Sam's eyebrows arched so high his bangs covered them. "Becky as in Becky Rosen, the President of the first Halos and Blood fan club? I thought her overzealous nature freaked you out."
"Yep the one and only; she is actually very bright and creative." Chuck blushed.
"Whoa you have a crush on her? What about Gabriel?" Sam inquired.
"He was the one, who talked me into pursuing Becky. We're better off as friends."
"Wow that's incredible. I'm happy for you buddy." Sam patted the short man on the back.
"Why don't you join us?"
"Nah don't want to be a third wheel."
"The third wheel adds extra grip and greater stability," Chuck grinned at his friend. "And I want my best friend to meet my soon to be girlfriend."
Sam rolled his eyes. "I do love Monet."
"Cool beans! We can grab a bite at Nick's Café."
"Dude, how many times do I have to tell you not to say cool beans?"
"I forget…sue me." Chuck flung a paperclip at Sam.
Meanwhile Balthazar was sipping cappuccino from a coffee cup. He stood outside of Gabe's catering truck. Gabriel taught his assistant, Charlie how to properly roll a burrito. Once he was sure the petite redhead didn't need his supervision, Gabriel exited the vehicle. He motioned for Zar to follow him to one of the picnic tables.
Balthazar sat across from him. Gabriel placed a plate with steaming cinnamon buns in front of the Brit. "What's with the sour puss look?"
Zar made sure the coast was clear. "Sam and I had an argument this morning."
"Want to talk about it, sweet cheeks?" Gabe sipped coffee before stuffing half of the freshly baked pastry into his mouth.
"I feel we have nothing in common. All we do when we're together is have hot/steaming/sizzling sex." Zar played with his coffee cup.
"I get it you guys have incredible sex. Geez don't rub it in." Gabriel finished eating his cinnamon bun.
"I thought you and Chuck were dating?"
"We were FWBs but never got down to doing the nasty. We've decided to remain friends." Gabriel traced circles across the picnic table.
"Sorry to hear that. I guess Sam and I are fuck buddies. Can you believe he turned down tonight's Lady Gaga concert?"
Gabe's eyes bulged out as he almost choked on the coffee. Zar walked over to his side and patted him on the back until Gabe stopped coughing. He wiped his eyes with a paper napkin. "Are you alright now?"
"Yeah thanks…I just can't believe Samsquatch turned down Lady Gaga. She is like the 21st Century messiah!" Gabriel screamed out loud.
Zar chuckled. "I wouldn't go that far but she's an amazing entertainer." He contemplated something for a minute. "Why don't you join me?"
"Moi, sitting in the front row of a Lady Gaga concert? They are front seats I presume?" Gabe asked as he held his chest in typical dramatic fashion.
"You presume correctly, darling. So are you up for it?"
"Hellz yeah! What time are you picking me up?"
"How does seven sound? Concert starts at eight and then we can have dinner at Café Beaujolais."
"I feel like Cinderella!" Gabriel twirled around the eating area. He stopped himself.
Zar laughed. Gabe loved the crinkles around his sexy eyes. "Okay let me shut the hell up now. I'll see you tonight then."
"Until tonight," Balthazar said as he saluted the mischievous man.
Later that afternoon Castiel finished his last scene of the day. Zachariah was the director and the man was the biggest dick he'd ever had the displeasure of working with. Thank God Crowley was scheduled to direct the season's last two episodes. Cas was stressed and his back muscles were killing him. He entered his trailer and was surprised to find Jax waiting for him.
"Hey stranger, I haven't seen you in four days." Cas sat next to the taller man on the couch. He gave him a small peck on the lips.
"Are we counting the days when we don't see each other?" Jax teased the exhausted actor. "You look as if you're about to fall asleep."
"I might. Zachariah the antichrist made me film a scene in which my character fights with Erick's twenty four times."
"Yikes" Jax rubbed Castiel's shoulders. "You have knots all over the place. Here lay down. I'll give you a massage."
"You don't have to."
"If you don't want me to," Jax said as he got out of the couch.
"I was kidding!" Cas held one of the Swede's wrists. "My back is killing me."
"Take off your shirt while I search for something to rub on you."
"Sounds kinky…I like your way of thinking," Castiel said as he pulled up his t-shirt. He lay down on the floor. Thankfully, Gloria, the cleaning lady vacuumed earlier this morning so the carpet was clean. Jax returned with a small container of Victoria's Secret "Endless Love" lotion. He scrunched his brows. "Gabriel had this in his truck."
Castiel chuckled. "He has a ton of those at home. He won't miss it. Get to it, soldier!"
"Aye, mon capitain!" Jax slapped Castiel's denim clad ass.
Jax squirted the sweet smelling cream over Castiel's tense shoulders and upper back. His large/callused hands spread the lotion all over Cas' bronzed skin. Then he started kneading the knots. "Ouch…I'm more stressed than I thought!" Castiel said out loud. His eyes remained closed as Jax's very capable fingers eased the pain away. "Never stop"
Jax smiled as his fingers sunk into Cas' hips. He started tickling the blue eyed man. Castiel began giggling. "Jax, stop that right now!"
Jax flipped him over so they could be face to face. He straddled Cas. "Not until you cry uncle." He tickled Cas some more. The actor cackled.
Gabriel was on his way to his cousin's trailer to inform him about his concert excursion with Zar that evening. He froze when his right foot was on the lower step. Cassie was having a ball inside. What the hell was going on? Gabriel knocked but didn't receive a response. He went ahead and opened the door. His eyes landed on a flushed and shirtless Castiel with Jax straddling him on the floor. The Swede's hands held Cas' wrists on top of his head.
"Ok I give up….uncle!" Jax kissed the tip of Castiel's nose before getting up.
"Hey Gaby what's up?" Cas asked. He stood up and pulled on his discarded t-shirt.
"Sorry to interrupt whatever was going on here but I wanted to tell you I won't be home for dinner. Zar invited me to the Lady Gaga concert and dinner."
"That's great! That means you're stuck with me tonight, kiddo," Cas directed himself towards Jax.
"Ugh what a drag; I guess I can dedicate a couple of hours to you," Jax said as he rolled his eyes. Castiel stuck his tongue out at him.
"Have a great time, cuz," Castiel kissed Gabe's cheek before leaving the trailer with Jax.
Gabe sat on the couch. Nooo! Castiel and Jax spending more time together is not good. He needs to come up with a plan to get Destiel back together. He tapped his fingers on the cushion as his brain gears started grinding. Eureka! Tonight he'd ask Balthy for his help. He knew exactly what to do.
The evening turned out to be a success for everyone. Zar surprised Gabe with backstage passes. The trickster almost fainted upon meeting his idol. Lady Gaga gave her little monster a pair of gloves she wore at the concert. She was gracious and suggested the two men take a picture with her. After the concert, as promised Zar invited Gabe to the French restaurant where they stuffed themselves on frog legs sautéed in butter with garlic/parsley sauce, pork tenderloin with shallots and Beaujolais sauce and chocolate mousse cake. Balthazar ordered Chardonnay from the early twentieth century.
As the two men sat in the back of a black limousine, Zar turned to Gabriel. "You know that chocolate mousse cake has nothing on your chocolate lava cake."
Gabe blushed. "Oh stop"
"It's true. You're the best bloody cook I know."
"Merci"
Zar glanced at his Rolex. Gabe bit his lower lip. He was most likely bored and was counting the minutes to drop him off. "Would you like to go to Club Dominatrix with me? Nelly Furtado is performing tonight."
"For realz…you want to go with me?"
"Gabe, you're a delight. Tonight's been so much fun. We definitely need to hang more. Don't you agree?"
Gabriel wanted to hop out of his leather seat and land on Balthy's lap. "Hellz yeah!"
Zar chuckled heartily. "I haven't laughed so much in ages. Thanks, Gab Gab."
Gabe melted on the spot. "You haven't called me that since we were teens."
Zar rolled his eyes. "I was such a conceited little snot thinking myself a miniature version of Hugh Hefner. How all of you could stand me still baffles me but I'm glad you did."
"You weren't that bad. I think we've all grown up. Zar can ask you for a big favor?"
"Of course, darling"
"I want to try out some new dishes and was thinking of having a dinner party; a real one with fancy invitations and seating arrangements. My kitchen is nothing to brag about and well the dining table could seat eight at most."
"I would be honored to help you host this feast. When do you plan on having it?"
"Next Sunday?"
"No problem…we can get together next Friday and go over the menu and entertainment. I'll help you engrave the invitations. I have beautiful penmanship."
Gabriel couldn't help himself and jumped on Zar's lap. He kissed him hard on the cheek. "You're the cat's pajamas, Balthy!"
"You're not so bad, Gab Gab" The two men's eyes locked. All of a sudden, the back door was opened by the driver. "Gentlemen, we've arrived." Gabriel hopped out of Zar's limo and scurried inside the club.
Sam received a delightful surprise at the art museum. Sarah Blake, a gorgeous twenty two year old art curator with whom he had a weekend tryst in New York two years ago hosted the Monet exhibit. The woman was more beautiful now that when they met. She was just as enthusiastic as Sam, when they bumped into each other. They got reacquainted for twenty minutes. Duty called and she needed to excuse herself. She started to walk away but bee lined back to Sam. "Give me your cell," she stated.
He followed her order and smirked as she entered her name and number in the directory. "Give me a call tomorrow. Maybe we can have dinner. I don't work Sundays and Mondays." Sarah rose on the tip of her toes and kissed his jaw. Her hazel eyes were bright.
"Definitely"
Sam wasn't the only Winchester, who bumped into someone that evening. Adam received straight A's in his report card. So Dean treated him to dinner at Olive Garden. Afterwards father and son headed to the movie theater to watch the latest Pixar cartoon. When Dean made the line at the concession stand, someone tapped his shoulder. He turned and glanced down a little. "Anna, how are you?" Dean hugged the redhead.
"A little pissed since you never called me after the Apocalypse party"
"I've been really busy with work and with my son." Dean pointed at Adam, who played with one of the arcade machines.
"He's adorable. I'm here with my niece, Jenny. She's sitting over there at the bench."
"Let me guess you're seeing the new Pixar movie."
"Yep"
"Why don't you sit with us? That way the kids will have someone their own age to gush about the movie, when it's done."
"How about we have ice cream after the movie?" Anna suggested.
"Sounds great"
Castiel and Jax drove to Kings Drive In over at Fresno, California. They stopped for burgers at a diner on their way to the drive in. It was a three hour drive. The double feature was Forty Year Old Virgin and Deuce Bigelow: European Gigolo. The price of admission was five dollars. The two of them laughed a riot with the first feature but when it came time for Deuce the laughs were few and in between.
Jax took advantage that there were only about eight other vehicles on the lot and that the two of them were in his Hummer which was a spacious car. In no time he was straddling Castiel. They made out and Jax gave Cas a blow job. The windows were fogged. Castiel held on to the glove compartment. He wasn't ready to take things further with Jax. He liked him a lot but they've only known each other less than two months. This was one of the things he had to thank Losechester for. Castiel was always terrified of letting anyone get close to him. Jax made him come and swallowed everything down. Cas petted his hair and kissed him softly on the mouth. Jax knew that would be the farthest they'd go tonight. He smiled as Castiel wiped himself clean with Kleenex from the glove compartment.
"Come here" Cas cleaned the corner of Jax's mouth and his cheek. Jax started the engine and prepared himself for the long drive home.
The evening of Gabriel and Zar's dinner party arrived. Gabriel surprised Zar by dressing in a burgundy button up Armani shirt, black slacks and matching moccasins. His honey colored hair was gelled back and held in a ponytail. Balthy spun him. "You look really handsome tonight, darling."
"You don't look so bad yourself," Gabe winked at him. "Thanks for allowing me to do this here."
"You're quite welcome." Zar tapped the tip of Gabe's nose.
"Does everything look alright?" a nervous Gabriel asked.
"The mauve roses give the ambience a sophisticated touch and don't get me started on the food. My stomach's been rumbling for the last hour. Sit and relax"
"I want tonight to be perfect for everybody."
"It will be. Although I bet you your chocolate lava cake recipe Dean will be the first one to scratch his head and ask what the items on the menu are as soon as he reads the menu cards."
"That's a suckers bet. We both know he'll be the first one to ask." The duo laughed. The doorbell rang signaling the first guests' arrival.
Gabriel and Zar opened the door. Chuck and Becky were the first to arrive. Becky handed a bottle of Pinot Noir to Gabe. "Thanks for inviting us," she piped in.
"Chuck is one of our closest friends and you're part of our motley crew now…of course you were at the top of our list. Please come in and help yourselves to the hors d'oeuvres."
The next guests to arrive were Erick and Lauren, who brought chocolate mousse. The six people mingled comfortably. Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang again. Gabe signaled for Balthy to remain entertaining their guests. He whistled a Liza Minnelli tune on his way to the door. His grin turned into a frown. "Cassie…you didn't tell me Jax was coming."
Jax and Castiel shared frowns. "Is that a problem? I had previously made plans with Jax before accepting your invitation. Aren't these fancy dinner parties for couples? Jax and I are two people which make a pair. Now you won't have odd seating arrangements." Cas kissed his cousin's cheek. Jax handed him flowers.
Gabriel scurried to the kitchen. Zar excused himself and followed the shorter man. "What's wrong?"
"Jax has ruined my seating arrangement! Not to mention there won't be enough glazed lamb chops to go around." Gabriel drank from a bottle of cooking wine he'd used earlier on the lamb chops.
Zar yanked the bottle from him. "We'll ration the food. Take a chill pill, mate."
The doorbell rang again. Gabriel pasted a smile. "Sam, thank you for stopping by! Who is this beautiful vision?" Gabe wiggled his brows.
"Sarah, this is a dear friend of mine Gabriel Novak. Gabe, this is Sarah Blake an old flame you can say. We are getting reacquainted."
Gabe kissed Sarah on each cheek. "Pleasure to meet you, Sarah; Sam, keep her. She's gorgeous." Sam handed Gabriel a bottle of wine.
Sam introduced Sarah to everyone. Things were still awkward between him and Balthazar. They mutually decided to remain friends but it wasn't easy to see someone you'd been intimate with start a new relationship. Zar was gracious with Sarah and for that Sam was eternally grateful.
"While we wait for Dean let's open a chardonnay bottle and try the goat cheese/French onion dip I created," Gabe said as Balthazar started pouring the wine in gold lined wine glasses.
"Dean's coming?" Castiel asked. His nostrils flaring as if he'd smelled a dirty diaper.
"He's part of the gang, Cassie. So play nice!"
Castiel rolled his eyes and gulped down all of his wine. "Rude much! I was going to make a toast." Gabriel hit his cousin across the head.
"Ouch!"
Zar poured more wine into Castiel's empty glass. The doorbell rang for hopefully the last time that evening. Balthazar opened the door. "Dean! Welcome…we thought you weren't going to make it. Aren't you Anna from the Apocalypse party?"
Castiel's electric blue orbs reached the newly arrived couple. He gritted his teeth as he saw Dean remove the black pea coat from Anna's shoulders. The redhead handed a small gift bag to Balthazar. Her eyes lit up when she noticed Gabe and Castiel. "Hi guys!"
The two men greeted her. Gabriel excused himself. Zar followed him once again into the kitchen. "Now what?"
"Dean didn't tell me he was bringing a date!" He turned off the oven and checked in on the petite peach cobblers he baked for dessert. Gabriel slammed the oven door hard.
"Hey relax will you?" Zar gently rubbed Gabe's arms. "You've done an outstanding job preparing this dinner party. I won't allow anything to ruin it. We need to make two place cards for Anna and Jax and set the table for two more people. See problem solved," Zar embraced Gabe before heading to the dining room area.
After the two of them righted the seating situation, they returned to their guests. Dean was arguing with Castiel over which was the best vampire film of all time. The Winchester said it was Blade and Castiel was adamant it was Nosferatu. The two men stood nose to nose.
"Seriously children," Gabe rolled his eyes as he held his cousin by the arm. "Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me to the dining room."
"Oh my God Gabriel, it looks so beautiful and fancy. I feel as if I'm in a movie," Becky said as she gaped at her surroundings.
"The flowers are exquisite and the table setting is immaculate," Sarah piped in.
"What the hell are we eating?" Dean asked. "The menu seems to be written in a foreign language." Balthy and Gabe shared a laugh.
Lauren assisted Gabriel in bringing in the bowls of salad elegante. As all the guests were getting ready to eat, Zar interrupted. "Ladies and gentlemen, let's raise our glasses to Gabriel, who slaved all day cooking and setting up this wonderful dinner party for all of us."
"To Gabriel!"
Everyone complimented Gabe on the salad including Dean, who wasn't into rabbit food. After the appetizer, Zar insisted in removing the bowls from the table. He then returned with Gabe's carved rose turnips. "Wait till you see these beauties! Gabriel intricately carved turnips and turned them into roses."
All the women applauded. Dean scratched his head. "What are they stuffed with?"
Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Crab meat…by the way, since more guests came than expected Dean and Cas you're gonna have to share your rose turnips with your dates."
Dean slid his plate to Anna. "Bonne appetite, babe…knock yourself out."
"Thanks"
Castiel tasted the crab meat first and moaned. "OMG Gabe this is orgasmic. Here Jax try some." He fed his date a spoon of the spicy crab. Dean's fingers dug into the pearl linen tablecloth.
The main course which consisted of the lamb chops came next. Dean was becoming more irritated as he continued hearing Castiel go on and on about his upcoming summer trip to Mexico. His charity organization was going to start construction on a school for low income youth south of the border. He sulked in his chair. Dean barely touched the lamb chops. Castiel lavished being in the spotlight, little attention whore. Jax draped an arm across Cas' shoulder and rubbed his fingers along the shorter man's bicep. Dean saw red.
All of a sudden, a piece of sautéed mushroom landed on Jax's forehead. Everyone stopped eating. Their eyes glued on the Swede. Jax reached for his linen napkin and wiped the mushroom from his forehead. His eyes shot daggers at Dean.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Castiel yelled.
Dean had the balls to give everyone a sheepish glance. "My bad…my aim was way off. I meant to hit you, Crapstiel." He threw another piece of mushroom at Castiel. The vegetable landed on Cas' left cheek. Dean grinned saucily at him.
The guests gawked at Dean. "Aw come on, you were all thinking about it. He wouldn't shut his cake hole. I did everybody a damn favor. So you're welcome!"
Zar glanced at Gabriel, who was about to start crying. "Dean, apologize to Gabe right now! You're acting like a bratty three year old."
Dean's eyes landed on his friend, who looked as if he was going to start ripping his hair out. He felt terrible all of a sudden. "Sorry dude; I do appreciate all the work you put into this dinner."
Gabriel nodded. "I'll bring dessert now." Castiel accompanied his cousin to the kitchen. "When you told me Dean was coming; I knew it was a horrible idea. The man has the manners of a Neanderthal. I bet Dino from the Flintstones has better table manners than he does." He rolled his eyes.
"You're not kidding. Ugh he's ruined my dinner party!" Gabe bellowed. He wanted to throttle the Winchester but throughout dinner he observed Dean's reactions to Castiel and Jax's interactions. The idiot was obviously seething with jealousy. Gabriel would forgive him for now.
"Prepare the coffee and liqueurs and I'll spoon whip cream on the peach cobblers. They're so little; how cute."
"Great idea, Cassie! Thanks, cuz"
"The least I can do." Castiel winked at his cousin.
Less than ten minutes later, the two cousins emerged from the industrial kitchen. Gabriel poured coffee for the guests and handed them the steaming china cups. Castiel placed the dessert plate in front of each guest. He left Dean for last. "Those baby pies look delicious, Gabe." Dean licked his lips in anticipation.
Castiel chuckled. "It's peach cobbler not pie, Losechester. You need to educate yourself more. Here let me help you get acquainted with the cobbler." Cas overturned the dessert plate on top of Dean's head and squished the mini peach cobbler all over his tawny hair.
Gabriel dropped the silver coffee pot. A dark stain adorned the gleaming cherry wood floor. Anna jumped from her seat. Sarah covered her mouth with her napkin. She was biting her inner cheek. Sam couldn't help himself and started laughing heartily. He wiped his eyes. "So glad you find this hilarious," a seething Dean murmured.
"Sorry, bro" Sam held his hands up in surrender.
Dean grabbed Anna's plate and smashed the cobbler into Sam's smirking face. Within five minutes, the dining table and floor were smothered in peach cobbler and whatever food items had remained on the table. A food fight emerged and everyone was covered with peach filling amongst other edible things.
"I've never had this much fun at a dinner party," Erick stated as he licked peach filling from Lauren's neck.
"I second that," the model said.
"You see, darling. Your first dinner party was a smashing success." He grinned at Gabe. "No pun intended"
Gabriel finally relaxed for the first time in the evening. When Castiel smashed the cobbler on Dean's head, Gabe came close to running away in a sobbing mess. Fortunately, the food fight began and he even found himself involved. So his first time at hosting an elegant dinner party wasn't a complete bust. The important thing was that his friends had a great time.
"Do you want us to stay and help you with this mess?" Becky asked.
Gabe waved the guests away. "Everyone please go and take much needed showers. IMO Dean and Castiel are the ones who will stay to clean this mess up. They started the food fight."
Balthazar suggested for Gabriel to shower in the downstairs bathroom while he did the same upstairs. Once they were clean, the two of them agreed to go clubbing for the remainder of the night. Zar turned to his two friends. "The two of you almost ruined Gab Gab's dinner party. You won't leave until the dining room is spotless. You hear me?!"
"Crystal," Dean stated.
Half an hour later, the table was clean. Balthy and Gabe left for the club. Dean and Cas worked in tense silence. No one uttered a sound as they cleaned up the place. Three hours later the two men were dead tired. The dining room was spic and span. No trace of a food fight could be seen. Castiel headed to the downstairs bathroom to wash his face and hands. He dunked his head underneath the sink's faucet. He washed off most of the food gunk. Five minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom.
He was apprehended by Dean in the dark hallway. Dean's body covered his. Cas stood against the wall. "What do you want, Losechester?"
"That little act you put during dinner feeding Jax and almost sitting on his lap was pathetic as fuck." Dean rubbed his nose against Castiel's neck. He took in Cas' scent. He'd missed it all these years.
"That wasn't an act. That's how you interact with your boyfriend."
"Jax isn't your boyfriend. Gabe almost had a titty attack because you brought him along. If the Swedish wonder was your baby daddy; Gabriela would be the first to know."
Castiel felt satisfaction when he rubbed his thigh across Dean's groin. The Winchester had a boner. He whispered in Dean's ear, "I think you are jealous of me and Jax. That's why you started the food fight."
Dean moaned and hated himself for it. "What's the matter, Dean? You want a bite out of your petite pomme?" Castiel leaned closer to Dean.
Dean closed his eyes. Cas brushed his tongue across Dean's neck to remove peach filling from it. He sucked and bit Dean's pulse point. "Too fucking bad…you lost that right when you fucked Bela." Castiel shoved Dean away from him and left the apartment.