POV: Dean & Cas
May 18 (Monday)
It had been a long day at the garage.
It was approaching five, and I’d sent the employees home already, their tasks done for the day. I was considering locking the doors fifteen minutes early when the yellow vehicle pulled in. I recognized the yellow Gremlin as belonging to a customer, Charlie Bradbury. I didn’t have her booked for an appointment, so I was confused as to why she was here. I got up and walked out, seeing Cas, another customer and friend, getting out of the passenger side. I could hear some of their conversation from where I was standing.
“Charlie, I don’t want to go.” Cas whined.
“Cas, it’ll be good for you.”
“I don’t believe it will. I don’t have a suitable date and I don’t want them to keep up their same antics.”
I could see her eyebrows raise and fall. “You may find your one and only there.”
Cas huffed. “Not likely. I didn’t have many people I wanted to be around then.”
I could almost see the eye roll she gave him. “I’m not giving up.”
“I’m sure you won’t, but I need to go. He closes soon.”
She waved. “Bye bitch.”
Cas was slouching some when he turned from her, his eye pinched at the corners. He looked exasperated when he turned to me, realizing I was outside and within hearing range.
“Hello Dean.”
“Hi there Cas. I tried calling you earlier, y’know.”
I’d called to tell him the part that I needed hadn’t arrived and the tracking information said another two days, but I knew from previous calls that I was likely to get his voice mail and had.
“I’ve been busy with my editors, I didn’t get your message until we were almost here.”
That also was consistent with Cas, never listening to messages as soon as he gets them.
I smiled at him. “Not a problem. The part finally came around eleven, so I was able to get it fixed today.”
His face brightened up some. “Great! Now I won’t have to hear Charlie’s consistent reminders. She was gleeful when I said I may need her assistance another week.”
I laughed. “She can be a bit of a nag, but she does it with good intentions. I’m sure she’ll find some other way to remind you. Come on in and we’ll get things squared up.”
After we handled the bill, I went over some future maintenance requirements and suggested some cosmetic ones as well. We were almost done with the recommendations when Charlie called him; clearly she wasn’t giving up on whatever it was she was trying to get him to do.
“Charlie, I don’t want to go alone. It’s been ten years and I don’t want to be there. I’ve got to go.”
I raised a brow, ten years was a specific number. I waited until he’d hung up to look at him.
“If you don’t mind me being nosy, ten years sounds pretty specific. Any reason she’s trying to drag you off to…whatever it is?”
“We both received invitations to our tenth high school reunion. She wants me to go and is trying desperately to convince me. However, I see no point in going.”
“Were your classmates that bad?”
He tilted his head and squinted his eyes, clearly thinking about classmates. “Some were indeed bad. My sexuality was an issue and I tried hiding it but couldn’t. It’s not just that, though. I don’t want to be there alone either.”
“So find a date.”
“I would, if I knew anyone single and willing to go.”
I didn’t like the low tone of his voice, something I’d discovered when he wasn’t feeling all that cheery. Who would even turn him down? The thought seemed ludicrous. His eyes alone were enough of a reason to say yes. I got his car keys from my lock box and laid them on the counter.
“When’s the reunion?”
His raised his eyebrows slightly. “This Saturday, hence why finding a date may not be that easy.”
I startled some, I hadn’t thought it would be that soon. “Well, that’s not far away.”
He nodded. “Yes, this is why her constant reminders are becoming more frequent.”
I looked at him, thinking this could be the one chance I get. “So, if you had a date, would you go?”
His eyes said he was considering it. “Perhaps. But I don’t see that happening.”
I’m not sure where it came from, and yet — “If you want to go, I’ll go with you. That way you won’t be alone, and it’ll shut Charlie up.”
I flashed him my winning smile to seal the deal.
He blinked twice. “Y-You would?”
I looked into his vibrantly blue eyes; the eyes I’ve loved his eyes for over two years now. They weren’t like anyone else’s eyes, vibrant and so blue.
“Yes. I agree with Charlie; you’re a famous writer. Go, prove them all wrong.”
He seemed genuinely shocked. “I’m…”
“Don’t worry, Cas. Just think about it. If you really do want to go, then I’ll go with you. Just let me know before Friday.”
“Okay,” he said.
He even smiled a bit. I took him to his car so he could head home.
There weren’t many individuals that knew I was bisexual. I had certainly noticed Cas before and I was sure there were a few times he’d flirted with me. I couldn’t get enough of his bright blue eyes, the toned body that he hid with trench coats, the untamed black hair, thighs I wanted to bite, and an ass I totally enjoyed anytime he walked away. I often got lost in fantasies, wondering what those gorgeous lips of his tasted like.
There had been a few moments where it felt like he was flirting with me, but I wasn’t sure how he felt about me. Yet, I was willing to go with him if he wanted someone to attend with.
*Cas*
Thursday May 22nd, 6 pm.
Charlie had not let up and I’d finally told her I would go. I neglected to mention that Dean had volunteered to go with me. Truthfully, I hadn’t been expecting that. Sure, I’d seen some flirty smiles and some twinkles in his emerald green eyes. But as far as I knew, Dean preferred women. Despite how hot he was, I didn’t think anyone would find me that attractive. I was not Dean. I had some meat on my bones and I had plain features; besides who wanted a boring writer?
However, I did sometimes want to see him and therefore would ‘create’ a problem with my car just so I could. Most of the time it was minor crap, something I could easily fix in case he wasn’t there. Today though, I wasn’t stopping by for my car. I parked and took a few moments to steel my nerves before I went inside, asking the dark-haired lady behind the counter if Dean was in.
She said he was in the garage. He had his own building where the expensive classic cars were and where he worked on them. I went there but didn’t see him anywhere.
“Hello? Dean?”
I heard something roll and then he was standing up and -- good god. He had on blue jeans and a blue button up shirt with Winchester Motors on one side and his name on the other; he was covered in grease and dirt. He was so damn hot that I had to mentally calm myself down before I felt prepared to even approach this subject.
“Cas! I wasn’t expecting you today, buddy.”
“I..uh…”
I ran my hand through my already ruffled hair. Shit, I didn’t expect this to be this hard. It wasn’t a date or anything. I was hesitating and he took advantage and stepped closer, leaving just a few feet between us. This close, I could see just how dirty he was; there was a smudge of grease across his cheek and smears all across his pants. He was at least wiping his hands on a blue towel.
“Everything okay Cas? Is something wrong with your car already?”
“No. It’s running perfectly. I just… Are you still free this Saturday?”
I just needed to bite the bullet and do this. He smiled and it reached his eyes. I swore my heart melted a little.
“I’m free Saturday. I assume you’ve decided to attend your reunion?”
“I did, yes. I hoped you could still go.”
“I’ll go with you, Castiel. No problems. Is it a black tie event?”
“No. The invitation does not indicate to dress that way. Casual should be fine.”
“Good, I don’t own a tux anyway.”
We both laughed and I was glad for the humor. He had some questions, such as where it was and what time. I hesitated and he smiled.
“What’s going through your head?”
“Would you mind driving your Impala?”
“Is that what you’d like? Show up in style?”
“Yes, please.”
“I’ll pick you up at six-thirty on Saturday. I have your address on file.”
“See you then.”
He smiled and I headed out, feeling like my heart was going to hammer out of my chest. I just had to remind myself this wasn’t a date, this was just Dean being nice and attending with me.
Saturday May 24: 5:30 pm
I started to tell Charlie that Dean was coming with me, but I figured it would surprise her. But I was nervous. It had been a while since I had dated anyone and I wasn’t sure what this was really. It made me nervous because what if I overstepped some boundary?
I must have picked out a dozen different outfits and even now I wasn’t totally sold on it but I had to shower and get cleaned up. I shaved and tried to do something with my hair but as usual, it just did its own thing. I’d gone with black dress pants that weirdly seemed to be tighter around my thighs than the last time I’d worn them. I hoped I hadn’t gained any weight.
I put on my undershirt and then a blue and white checked shirt, and I went with a black dress coat over it. I was about to get my wallet when the doorbell rang. I went to answer it, correctly assuming that it was Dean.
I had the usual “hello Dean” in my mind, but the moment my eyes landed on him my mind blanked. He looked so handsome and so hot. The dark jeans he chose hugged every place that it needed to; fuck, I was done for already. The button up vertical striped shirt made him appear taller and his leather jacket was criminal. His eyes sparkled in the light of the porch.
“You are very punctual.”
What the fuck?! Had I just said that?!
“You look amazing, Castiel.”
A moment later I saw the slight blush rise in his cheeks and I smiled some. Neither of us seemed to have the words right away.
“Thank you Dean, you look amazing as well. I’m ready, I just need to grab my wallet.”
He stepped inside for a few moments while I got the items I needed. He seemed to appraise my small one bedroom apartment.
“It’s very modern. Not quite sure I expected this from you, Cas.”
“I prefer rustic but this was all that was available when I moved.”
“It works.”
As we walked to his car I groaned internally. Those pants fit so damn well. He held the car door open and I smiled.
“You spoil me.”
He winked at me. “Holding doors is what I do on dates.”
I know I flushed slightly. I’d always loved his car and the way he held the door open for me was perfect. I also knew that this car would impress several old classmates. I knew it seemed shallow but I didn’t care. I watched him move around the car and there was another shift when he got in. The car purred with me when he cranked it up.
The actual drive was very awkward, I wasn’t sure what to talk about or expect. But, Dean was still quick to get the door once we arrived, even if he parked the car himself.
“They did have a valet.”
“Oh no, Baby isn’t driven by any valet. I don’t even let Sam drive her.”
I’d seen Sam a few times at the garage, his younger brother who unusually tall. But that was the only family that I’d ever seen. I paused at the rear of the car. I hadn’t been here in ten years. I’d tried to forget some of the things that had happened. Some of the people I’d met and hopefully wouldn’t meet tonight.
“Cas?” Dean asked.
“Sorry, I just…”
I felt his hand gently slide into mine and tighten. It felt warm and comforting; gentle in the way I didn’t expect from his mechanic’s hands.
“You aren’t here alone and if you want to leave, just tell me and we’ll go.”
“Thank you.”
“No problem.”
He didn’t release my hand though, held it as we crossed the parking lot and even inside. We paused by the table to get a name tag. The girl there didn’t even seem to recognize me, but that wasn’t unusual to me. Most of my classmates had pretended I didn’t exist. I knew her as Abby, but I think Abbadon was her actual name.
They had chosen a black and red theme, which were the school colors. Bright red balloons, napkins, and other assorted decorations were all over. It was done tastefully and we both agreed on that point. We hadn’t been inside more than a few moments when I heard my name being called.
“Cas!”
I turned but knew it was Charlie; leave it to her to find me that fast in a place this packed. It seemed most everyone was already here.
But, when she reached us she paused.
“And…Dean?”
“Hello, Charlie,” he said.
“I knew Cas was coming but you didn’t tell me you were bringing anyone.”
“I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“Well, mission accomplished. I recommend the punch.”
She gave me an eyebrow wiggle before she headed back toward a group of girls, some of which I recognized as her friends from high school. For about an hour we roamed around. Dean was great with conversation and most of my old classmates wanted to know about the book I’d written. It was nice that some of them actually were aware of the books and could have a conversation with both Dean and I.
“I’m going to get us some more punch. Don’t go anywhere, I may not find you!” Dean said.
I was in a conversation with Bela, who was impressed by the books I’d written. Bela had always liked books about the supernatural. But she eventually moved on and I was just waiting for Dean to return. I saw my ex before he saw me and fuck, he was the last person I ever wanted to see. I wanted to bolt before he noticed me, but the Cheshire grin told me he’d spotted me. If I ran, Dean wouldn’t know where to find me either.
“Cassie, it’s good to see you. I didn’t think you’d be here since you haven’t shown up for anything else you’ve been invited to.”
I was starting to wish I hadn’t even shown up here. Where was Dean?
“Hello Robert. Charlie talked me into it.”
I was regretting it more and more as the memories of my time with Robert were beginning to surface. I felt his hand on my arm. I tried to pull away but his grip only got tighter.
“Maybe you should have stayed at home, Cassie. I can’t imagine that being here alone is fun. Well, unless you wanted to come back to my place. We could have some real fun.”
His touch felt wrong and it was reminded me of the times he’d caused me pain with his touch. Fuck, I was stuck here and I couldn’t fucking move. As if I was a teenager again. He leaned in a bit closer to me.
“What’s wrong Cassie? Did you finally realize that no one else would love you like me? That no one would want you?”
It wasn’t like I hadn’t tried! But I couldn’t say anything, I felt so…uncomfortable. I could feel the pain when I’d finally ended it with him. The days I’d spent in the hospital because of him. The hurtful words continued. “I don’t know what I saw in you. I really don’t. I don’t think anyone would ever see anything in you. So plain, so ordinary and a writer? No one will love you Cassie, not like I did.”
I was paralyzed on the spot but I felt a strong hand slide across my lower back. I feared for a moment it was Robert’s friend but when I looked warm, green eyes were looking at me. Dean was standing beside me.
*Dean*
The line had been long and Charlie had talked my ear off, but I kept Cas in my view because I knew he didn’t want to be here. I got two glasses of punch but finished mine while Charlie talked to me. I wasn’t even sure what she was talking about. But I kept my eyes on Castiel and I saw when a tall guy with hair similar to mine approached him. The way Castiel’s face seemed to fall said that this man was trouble. I just left Charlie mid sentence. As soon as I got to Cas my arm went around his waist without thought.
Cas tensed at first but then he looked at me and when he realized who was putting their arm around him he relaxed a bit. I could also feel him almost sway into me. It felt right. I turned my attention to the other guy, up close the man had dark eyes, a sharp nose and a lean face. Physically he was decent, maybe a little over average weight.
“Hey babe, sorry it took me so long. Charlie stopped me.”
My eyes fell to the hand still touching his other arm and I didn’t know where the growl came from, but it was there. I felt Cas shiver beside me, but I doubted it was from fear.
“Come on babe, I don’t think you or I have anything to say to this guy.” I handed Cas his punch and tried to move us away.
The man made no effort to let go of his arm. “Who is this Cassie? Are you so desperate you had to hire someone to come with you tonight?”
I could feel Cas trying to move away. I pulled him closer to me as best I could.
“Let go of my date’s arm before I make you.” I didn’t like how he was treating Castiel.
I could see the change in his eyes and his grip on Cas get stronger. “I don’t think you have any say on what goes on between Cassie and I. Tell him Cassie.”
I looked to Castiel. Would he tell me to leave? Not that I would really listen to him. I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I was ready to defend him if need be.
“Let go of me Robert!” Cas tried to pull his arm back but this guy wouldn’t let go.
It happened so fast -- Robert pushed me back hard enough to fall and at the same time he yanked Cas close enough that their bodies were touching.
A quick glance said people were turning some, their eyes wide and a few of the men were sitting their drinks down and starting toward us. Fuck, this was not how I wanted this to go!
“You should know to never talk to me that way! It seems you need a reminder on how to behave!” Robert snarled low at Cas.
I could see his hand was balled into a fist and he was going to hit him. Anger boiled through my veins but before I could even stand up; Cas threw his drink all over him and kneed him hard between the legs. “Fuck you, Robert. I am not scared of you anymore!”
I was seeing red though; I wanted to knock Robert’s lights out. Before I could get to Robert though, Cas was in front of me, holding me back, and I could see some other men coming toward us. I tried to get around him so I could finish Robert off, but he wouldn’t let me. Instead he pulled me out into the hallway.
“Castiel! Let me back in there! He had no right putting his hands on you and talking to you that way!”
I tried again to move but he pushed me against the wall and looked me dead in the eyes. For a moment I froze. His blue eyes captivated me in a way they never had before.
“Cas let me go bac…” His lips crashed with mine. It wasn’t just any kiss, this had passion and depth I hadn’t felt before. I was a little shocked, but I also loved it.
When Cas began to pull away I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him back to me, kissing him with a need I’d never felt before. I couldn’t get enough of his soft sweet lips. I felt his hands moving on my back. I let my hands move from his waist to his back but my right hand snuck down over his slack covered ass and he didn’t stop me.
The kiss lasted a few more minutes before we both needed air. “Wow.” That was the only word I could remember.
“I…didn’t even think before doing that. It just…happened. I...I’m sorry. Your reaction is very welcome, but I expected to be punched.”
There was a mixture of lust and confusion written in his eyes. I moved to grab his hand before he got too far away. “Truth is Castiel; I’ve had a bit of a crush on you for a while now. I just wasn’t sure if the feelings were mutual.” I gave him a half grin.
He smiled and his fingers wrapped easily around mine. “The feeling is mutual. Thank you for sticking up for me back there.”
“I didn’t do anything, you kicked ass. I assume this Robert guy is an ex?”
“Yes. It was a bad relationship. I’m not normally that aggressive; I guess being around you gave me the courage I needed. It felt amazing.”
“Seriously Cas, he was wrong. You’re not ordinary, you’re amazing.”
“No one else has stayed…” he mumbled.
Fuck! I didn’t like the dip in his voice. I leaned in and kissed him again but instead of pulling back I hovered a few millimeters from his lips. “Maybe, you haven’t asked the right one.”
His eyes moved to meet mine but I could still see the deep hurt lingering in them.
“I’m not sure that you would stay and I don’t deserve happiness. I’m just a boring writer, nothing special. He made sure I never forgot that.”
“You deserve happiness Castiel. You are not boring and you are special. He may see you that way but I don’t. I see a wonderful man who is smart, funny, caring, intelligent, hot as hell, and you are a damn amazing kisser. I’ve read your books Cas; they may be the only books I’ve actually finished.”
I smiled and moved him closer to me, could feel his hands move a bit more behind me and I moved mine onto his back.
“Do you really want to be with me?”
“I wouldn’t be here with you if I didn’t. But, I don’t want him to ruin this night for you. So, tell me what I need to do to make you smile at me like you did earlier, to bring back that spark in your gorgeous eyes and to maybe even bring this blush a bit deeper.”
His cheeks darkened some at my words and that was one check out of three.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
“A dance.”
Well, that could be arranged. I had to separate from him though so I could open the door letting the music float into the hallway. Luck had it, a slow song was about to play. I moved back to him and moved him right back against me, because let’s face it my dance skills consisted of swaying mostly.
“Was this what you had in mind?”
He laid his head down on my shoulder. “Yes.”
Again, we mostly swayed to the melody, but that was fine. I found that I really liked the way he was holding onto me, the way his head rested on my shoulder, and when the song ended I could see that sparkle back and even the smile. Three for three, I was on a roll!
“Would you like to go back in now? I’m here Castiel; I won’t let him hurt you. I won’t let anyone in there to hurt you or mess this up.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
“Okay.”
As we walked back into the main gym Charlie came running up to us! “CAS! What the hell happened?! I go to the little girls room for five minutes and come back to Robert talking shit about you and leaving pissed off, limping a little, and talking like a high pitched bitch.”
We both laughed. “Cas can fill you in tomorrow Charlie, but right now we need food.”
“And I believe another dance is owed.” Cas said.
We got some finger foods, because the organizers clearly thought we were all children. After a snack Cas got me to dance more and I was just glad he was having a great time. He asked if I minded leaving around ten and well, I didn’t mind one bit.
We were both starving so the first objective was to get real food and real drinks. I drove to my favorite diner and we got to have a good conversation about interests and his stories. I drove him home after dinner and even walked him to the door, like a real gentleman.
“Thank you Dean. I actually had a really good time.”
“I’m glad you did. I’m serious Cas; I’d like a second date.”
I was sure the blush and smile was my indication, but I waited for words.
“I would like that as well.”
“Good. I haven’t found many men attractive but you…you are beyond hot.”
The blush deepened and I leaned in and kissed him again.
“Proper end of date etiquette.”
“I’m all for proper.”
“How about dinner tomorrow?”
*Cas*
I ran my tongue across my lips and watched his eyes follow the movement. If I were being honest I was afraid Robert may return.
“How about you come inside and I’ll cook you breakfast in the morning?”
He blinked and honestly I was surprised by my own boldness! But my fears ebbed away as he smiled.
“You fix breakfast...I'll fix dinner.”
“I can do that.”
I unlocked the door, holding it open so he could come inside. I was sure the amused look said he didn’t expect this invitation. But I just wasn’t ready to be alone yet.
“I have drinks in the fridge. Beer, water, tea, milk and maybe some juice.”
“A beer sounds fine.”
I stepped into the small kitchen space and got two from the fridge. We sat on the couch but at opposite ends. I watched him take a few sips from the bottle.
“I didn’t think I'd ever be on your couch,” he said.
I could feel the slight warmth in my face. "I can’t say I haven’t thought about it.”
Where the hell was this boldness coming from?!
His brow rose. “Oh?”
My cheeks got warmer. "Yeah, we um...weren’t like this though.”
He took another long, slow drink. I think he did that on purpose.
“Well, Castiel, how were we?”
“You were in the center of the sofa and not sitting sideways.”
He sat the bottle down and moved gracefully to the center of the sofa. Legs slightly spread and he looked at me.
“If I'm here...where are you?”
I took another swallow and wondered if the punch at the reunion was spiked. I was having all sorts of confidence here. I moved carefully to straddle his lap. I could feel how tight the pants got across my thighs and ass.
“I'm usually here. But...sometimes I’m in your position.”
“That is a good spot. Are we just sitting here like this?”
I slid a bit closer and leaned over, using the back of the sofa as a prop. I felt his hands move from the sofa to my mid thigh and rest there. I leaned in close, loving the way this felt. How green his eyes looked, how they sparkled.
“Do you need me to tell you what’s next?”
He barely shook his head. “I think I got the general idea.”
I leaned in and pressed my lips to his, tasting the beer and something sweeter which might have been him. After a few moments I moved my hands into his hair, scratching lightly at his neck. I relaxed a little more which sunk me lower in his lap. I could feel his hands moving along my thighs.
I had to pull back for air and I felt a squeeze to both thighs. “You have the best thighs, has anyone ever said that?”
I shook my head as the blush grew deeper. But I wanted more and moved back to his lips. It had been a long time since I'd had a real make out session. I felt his hands roam around my hips and settle on my ass. I couldn’t say I didn’t want that. I moved my own to explore the firmness of his chest, the arms I'd admired more times than I could count.
I could hear moans and I was sure some of them were mine. I felt him try to pull me closer; I moved my legs to accommodate that when we both heard a sound.
RRRIIIPPPP
Several seconds later I could feel air all across my ass and the tips of his fingers were no longer on the material of my pants, but on my underwear.
“Uh...Cas?”
“I don’t think my pants were meant for this position.”
We both laughed and it felt good. I was sure my face was redder as well. But he held me here for a moment.
“Castiel, is this something you really want? For me to stay that is. I don’t want you to feel like you have to. I won’t lie though; I kind of want to know what you look like in the mornings.”
I blushed. “I want you to stay. It’s lonely at night and I’ve enjoyed your company and this little session. Maybe with clothes that aren’t ripped? I also have some pajamas that I think would fit you well. I may also be afraid that Robert may attempt something. It’s unlikely but I know how he is.”
He moved his hands to my face and gently cupped it, following with a soft kiss.
“I won’t let him hurt you. I think going slow is a good idea. I’ve really enjoyed this as well. I’m fine to sleep out here if you’d prefer.”
“No…no...I’m okay sharing my bed.”
“Okay. And next time I'll bring an overnight bag.”
Next time...I liked the sound of that.
Dean ended up helping me get up and I didn't mind that he saw the orange briefs I had worn. He giggled when he saw them and I smiled. The entire back of my pants had ripped at the seam. He, however, waited in the living room while I changed into sleep pants and a t-shirt. I got a pair of the black sleep pants with red peppers on them and a white t-shirt. I let him change alone as well before I returned to the room.
He let me choose the side of the bed and once we were both lying I scooted back against him.
“Good night Castiel.”
“Good night Dean.”
Sleep came quickly for us both.