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So here we are the next chapter, a bit of fluffy goodness. Enjoy.
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Castiel had done nothing but open the store. All he could think of was Dean and how he had looked when he had woken up in his bed this morning, it was such a glorious sight. (I bet it was.) He wanted him there every morning, being able to make coffee for the both, it was his idea of domestic heaven. He was interrupted from these thought by the door opening. He glared at the person who came through. This he did not need right now, or ever really. (Sorry but I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon.)
Gabriel bounded into the book store in the early afternoon, dying to find out how Castiel's 'third date' had gone and to see if he had taken his advice. (Oh you naughty mischievous man you.)
"Hey little bro, so how was your date last night then?" He asked jumping up onto the counter that Castiel was currently standing behind and giving his brother a nudge and a wink.
"It was perfectly acceptable thank you Gabriel." Castiel replied, refusing to give Gabriel what it was he truly wanted. (That's good Cas, you stand firm against his noisiness.)
"Oh come on you've got to give me more than that." Gabriel whined jumping down from the counter and following Castiel as he walked away to put some books back on the shelves.
"Why?" Castiel asked turning to him and tilting his head. (It's a good question.)
"Cos I'm your favourite brother." Gabriel replied spreading his arms as if this was some form of accomplishment.
"No you are just the one I tolerate." Castiel said pushing past him to get the next stack of books.
"Oh come on Cassie, pleaseeeeeee." Gabriel begged putting his hands together and trying to do the puppy dog eyes that Castiel could do so well and when Castiel just walked away he got down on his knees and walked on them behind his brother. "I wouldn't tell anyone promise."
"No you won't Gabriel, because you'll have nothing to tell." Cas replied completely immune to his brothers outrageous behaviour.
"Fine." Gabriel said getting up off the floor and dusting down his knees before he continued. "I'll just have to ask Dean-o then won't?" He asked innocently. (You wouldn't! Would you?)
"NO." Castiel practically shouted grabbed his brother's arm. He knew coming from Gabriel that it was not an idol threat but a promise. (Well that answered that question. He would.)
Glaring at him Castiel said through gritted teeth. "It was amazing, that is all you're getting."
"Oh no Cassie it's not me getting anything, that would be you and Dean-o." Gabriel replied elbowing his brother.
"I think it's time you left now." Castiel stated as if it was a fact, with no inflections in his voice.
"Oh but Cassie, I need details." Gabriel said in his excited teenage girl voice.
"No you don't now go." And with that Castiel held the door open for his brother.
"Okay I'm gone. Be good now won't you." Gabriel said as he sauntered out the door smirking at Castiel as the door slammed behind him.
As he shut the door very gently after his brother (hmm, think that should be slammed it behind Gabriel) Castiel let the smile he had been hiding from his brother appear on his face at the thought of Dean. He couldn't wait until tomorrow when he could see his boyfriend again. With that thought he went back to what he had been doing before Gabriel's interruption, namely nothing but thinking about Dean.
Sam left the Roadhouse after one beer, he didn't really need to sit there and watch his brother moon over his man. Once Sam had gone Dean made a concerted effort to talk to his work friends but once he finished his beer he also may his way quickly to the exit. He was going to see Cas tomorrow and he wanted to make sure he looked his best, and therefore he needed to make sure he had a good night's sleep. (Ah Dean, you want to look good for your man do you? So sweet.)
At least this was his plan, which was why when he pulled his car up outside the book store he didn't get out he just sat there arguing with himself about what the hell he was doing and the fact that he was starting to behave in a stalkerish fashion… again. This internal debate was interrupted by his phone ringing.
"Hello." He said absently down the line.
"Hello Dean." Came Cas' voice from the other end.
"Hey Cas, how you doing?" Dean asked thankful that Cas couldn't see him as he had gone slightly red as he stared up at Cas' window. God he hoped Cas never knew where he was while they were having this conversation. (Why do I feel that hope will be going unfulfilled?)
"I was wondering if you were coming in or if you wished to sit outside my apartment for the rest of the evening." Came Castiel reply, amusement efferent in his voice causing Dean to groan and rest his head on the steering wheel in front of him. How had he known he was there?
"Your car has a very distinct sound Dean." Came Castiel response making Dean wonder if he had spoken out loud but he didn't think he had, maybe he and Cas where just so in tune that his boyfriend (and there goes the smile again) knew what he was thinking. (I guess so my love.)
"So are you coming in?" Cas asked getting a bit worried about the continued silence from Dean.
Dean snapped himself out of his thoughts quickly. "Yeah um, sure." He said quickly getting out of his car and locking it.
"Very well, I'll see you soon." Cas said as he made his way to the door that led to the stairs and Dean.
"Yeah." Dean replied practically running over to Cas' front door.
"I'm here." Cas said still with the phone up to his ear as he stared into Deans gorgeous green eyes.
"Yeah." Dean replied with a sigh at the sight that greeted him, not being able to think of anything expect the blue eyes in front of him.
"I'm going to hang up now." Cas said amused once again.
"Yeah." Dean replied once more not really paying any attention to what Cas was saying, his mind was distracted by the shape of Cas' lips as he spoke.
Castiel removed the phone from his ear hanging it up and putting it into his pocket which made Dean do the same.
"So Dean are you going to say anything other than yeah to me tonight?" He asked with a smile crossing his arms and not moving from the doorway.
At that Dean snapped out of his dreaming of kissing Cas and smiled as he replied "yeah." Causing Castel to laugh heartily at him and turn to lead Dean back up to his apartment.
Once upstairs Cas led Dean to the livingroom-come-kitchen. "Would you like a drink? I don't have any alcohol but I have coffee, tea or orange juice." He said checking the cupboards and the fridge.
"A juice sounds great." Dean replied taking a good look at Cas now he was in the light. He realised that his boyfriend was wearing pyjamas. "Unless you're about to go to bed or something, you know I could just leave…" Dean started pointing towards the door until Castiel turned to him with a frown on his face. Why would Dean think he would like him to leave? "You know, you look dressed for bed." Dean mumbled going red in embarrassment.
Castiel looked down at himself and realised what he was wearing, the flush on his cheeks mirroring that of the ones on Deans. "I will go and change, it's just these are comfy." He replied starting to make his way to his room when Dean caught his wrist.
"Don't change on my account. I think you look gorgeous." He said with a shy smile and a twinkle in his eyes which made Cas smile up at him and lend in to give him a chase, sweet kiss on his lips.
"So do you Dean." Cas replied after they separated. "Come let's sit." He continued, picking up their drinks and placing them on the coffee table in front of his couch.
"So what were you doing before I arrived unannounced?" Dean asked sitting down next to his man and taking his hand in his own.
"I was reading." Cas replied snuggling down against Dean's side as if they had been sitting next to each other on couches for years rather than this being the first time.
"Oh yeah? What?" Dean asked, true he didn't know much about books but he could listen to Cas all night talking about them.
"One of the Supernatural series." Castile replied with a smirk at Deans groan and eye roll.
"Which one?" Dean asked cautiously. There were parts in those books that he never wanted Cas to read. (I'm sure there is Dean-o.)
"Lazarus Rising." At Deans blank look Cas continued. "The one where the angel who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition arrives."
"Was that a quote from the book?" Dean asked curiously, it sounded like something Chuck would write.
"It may have been." Cas replied with a small smile at having been caught out.
"Okay." Dean said pushing his boots off his feet and changing his position so he was lying down with his head in Castiel's lap. "Read it to me." He finished smiling up at his boyfriend. He really loved the sound of Cas' voice. (Don't we all?)
"Very well Dean." And with that Castiel grabbed the book next to the couch and started reading, running his free hand through Dean's hair as he did so. And that was how Dean Winchester ended up falling asleep on Castiel Novak's couch. And how he woke the next morning still on the couch though his arms were now full sleeping Cas as his boyfriend and decided to join him, throwing his bed covers over them and sleeping with his head on Deans chest. Dean couldn't think of anywhere he would rather be. (No neither can I.)