POV: Cas & Dean
Sunday, May 25, 2005
I woke up at my normal seven in the morning. At first it confused me because I was used to being alone in my bed. I could feel the warm presence of Dean behind me. His arm was still hanging loosely over my waist and I could feel the steady air against the nape of my neck as he breathed.
It was surreal that he was here with me; I never thought he would be. But I couldn’t shake the thought that he would leave like the others. It was a thought that always plagued me when I began a relationship or even a date. That they wouldn’t stay. It was logically Robert’s fault because he often told me that no one else would and so far he’d been right.
I carefully moved his arm and got up, did a mental cartwheel when he didn’t wake up. I knew the room and was able to make it out and to the bathroom without disturbing him. Bathroom business handled, I headed to the kitchen, washed my hands and then figured out what I even had for breakfast. I mean… that was the deal.
Omelets were my breakfast specialty and I found all the ingredients I would need, including some bacon which I knew for a fact Dean loved. I set about making coffee and prepping the ingredients. Chopping up onions, spinach, kale, and some assorted veggies that I was certain I’d eat but not Dean. I then began to fix the omelets. The bacon was sizzling away and the omelets were near done when I heard him come into the room.
A few moments later I felt him behind me, pressing soft little kisses to the back of my neck. “Morning, Cas.”
“Good morning, Dean.”
“You were mean, getting up before me. I couldn’t see what you looked like in the morning. Guess I’ll have to try again.”
I turned a little. “Sorry, I’m an early riser.”
“That bacon looks very good.”
I could see the excitement in Dean’s face over the bacon.
“I knew you’d like that, wasn’t sure about the vegetables in the omelet.”
“The greens are questionable.”
I giggled. “I’m sure they were. Coffee is made if you want some.”
“Sounds perfect.”
He moved to the corner and I was thankful I had sat mugs down already. He leaned against the counter to watch me and it felt kind of calming. It was nicer once we sat down and I could see that he really enjoyed what I cooked. Finishing everything I’d put on the plate.
“I assume my breakfast was worth coming in for?”
He glanced up. “You were enough to come in for. However, that’s the best omelet I’ve ever had and I am sure you snuck in some of those green things.”
“A few, maybe.”
Once breakfast was cleared and the dishes in the sink I looked at him.
“What would you like to do?”
Honestly, I was afraid of what he would say. I’d had several dates where the answer to that question was way beyond what I wanted to do at that point.
“What do you normally do on a Sunday?”
I was stunned for a few moments; his immediate reply wasn’t getting naked or doing anything like that. Instead, he wanted to know what I usually do?!
“Um… usually I take the day to relax. Read a book, watch something on TV or a movie, sometimes I sleep all day. What do you normally do?”
“Generally I sleep late. Sometimes I watch movies, but nothing corny. Shows are somewhat scarce but I like Dr. Sexy. I do read sometimes and also work if things are behind.”
I refilled both of our coffee cups and sat back down across from him. I wanted to know more about Dean than what he normally did on weekends.
“Have you always wanted to be a mechanic?”
He took a few sips of the coffee. “I think so. I wasn’t book smart like Sammy but I started helping Dad when I was really little and I could fix just about any problem by the time I was thirteen. It was something Dad and I did a lot. I thought it would be nice to help people and be fair about it because most mechanics aren’t. Dad helped me start the business and Sam helped me with books and accounting stuff.”
“I noticed you were both fair and honest, you’ve never created a problem so you could fix it later.”
“I don’t believe in that. People come there to have a problem fixed, not for me to make more. If I do find an issue, I call ahead of time so they’re aware.”
“Finding an honest mechanic is hard. Charlie’s reference is what brought me there, actually.”
Talking about how I came to use Winchester Motors brought back memories of the first time I saw Dean.
My car was making a knocking noise and after six mechanics, no one had been able to help me. They wouldn’t even look without a huge upfront fee. It wasn’t that I couldn’t afford the fee, it sounded ridiculous and felt like they had it there simply because of who I was. Charlie had recommended
Winchester Motors and here I was on the second visit, with my car on a tow truck.
The tow truck driver parked in the front. “I’ll wait until Dean tells me where to sit her down.”
“Okay. I hope it won’t be long.”
“It won’t be,” he replied.
I got out and was headed to the office when a guy came out of the front door. He was dressed in dark blue mechanics overalls. He was tall and was clearly in shape, his arms barely contained in the sleeves. Damn, he looked good. The closer he got to me the more breathless and wordless I became.
He was taller than me, with dirty blonde hair that was sort of long but clipped close on the sides. It was his eyes that robbed me of all of my abilities to form sentences. Emerald green pools that sparkled in the sunlight and a smile that lit up the room. The overalls had ‘Dean’ on the left pocket and the company name on the right.
“You must be Castiel?”
His voice was husky and smooth, my name sounded so wonderful on his lips.
“I…Uh. Yeah, I am.”
“Charlie let me know you were on the way. Let me tell Mike where to put your car and then we can see what’s wrong with her.”
I was too stunned to move and barely turned to watch him walk to the tow truck. Damn, he had a nice ass too. I scolded myself because it was very possible that he wasn’t into men. But he said something to Mike and then the driver moved and he came back to me.
“Let’s talk inside. You can tell me what’s been going on.”
I nodded and the subsequent ten minute conversation presented a man who listened to my concerns, wrote down what I’d heard or felt when things happened, and his smile was so affectionate and warm.
“Alright Mr. Novak, I’ll take a look this afternoon and let you know what I find. It sounds like maybe a rod knocking but I want to be sure. I’ll take care of her for you.”
“Thank you. Do I owe anything right now?”
“No. I usually check for free because sometimes it’s a very minor problem.”
I’d been stunned and later learned that wasn’t the case for everyone.
“Castiel?”
I looked up at Dean, knowing my cheeks were a little red. “Sorry.”
“Pretty sure you checked out on me there for a moment.”
“Remembered the first time I saw you.”
He smiled. “Yeah, that memory swept through my mind too. You looked so nervous and terrified that I was going to be some asshole.”
“I’m glad you weren’t an asshole.”
“I try not to be. So, have you always wanted to be a famous author?”
I chuckled. “No. I actually went to school for social theory. I wanted to be in politics and maybe even become a politician. I’d been writing for a while though and Charlie convinced me to send a manuscript to several places. I never anticipated anyone would be interested but after I started college I was contacted by a publisher. Next thing I know they’re publishing that book and it was a success. I liked writing more anyway.”
“I got to admit, your first book was very good. It kept me entertained and reading, which shocked Sam.”
I could feel the blush. “You didn’t lie when you said you’d read them?”
He seemed a little confused. “Why would I lie about that?”
“Past guys have.”
“I’m not going to lie to you. They never lead anywhere good. I’ve read all of your books. The Supernatural series is my favorite though.”
“It seems to be everyone’s favorite.”
“So, is there a movie you haven’t seen?” he asked.
I shrugged. “Not really. What about you?”
“Not really. But we can find something from your shelf.”
“I get the feeling you want to watch a movie today?”
He smiled. “Subtle way to maybe get you closer than across the table.”
For a moment negative thoughts washed through my mind. But Charlie’s voice echoed out that I needed to not assume things. Was it always me that caused the problems?
“Cas?”
“Sorry.”
“How about we finish the coffee first then decide?”
“Sounds like a good plan.”
We finished the coffee quietly and then headed to the living room. I had to admit his ass looked really appealing in those bottoms as he chose a movie from the shelf I had them on. He laid the movie down without making any effort to put it into the player and then moved to the sofa.
“Cas, I’d like to talk before we watch the movie.”
I could feel the hope crash. He wasn’t going to stay either. I should have known better.
“Alright.”
He sat down beside me and laid his hand on my knee. “Are you okay? You seem really quiet, not like you were last night.”
“I think the punch was spiked.”
“I’m sure it was. You just seem down. I want to know why.”
I sat there for several moments. “I’m afraid.”
“Of me?”
“No, not of you. Just…no one’s ever stayed very long and I feel like that may be the case here. I don’t want another four month or less relationship, or just a few dates. I want to find something real.”
He slid a little closer and lifted my head gently. “I want something real as well. I can’t guarantee that you and I will last forever but I also can’t say we won’t. I want you to be my boyfriend and I would very much like to be yours. Cas, you deserve happiness and I wouldn’t have gone with you last night if I didn’t want to.”
“I just…”
My emotions were all over the place and he sat patiently.
“I would like that very much Dean. I’m sorry I’m a mess.”
He leaned in and placed a sweet kiss against my cheek.
“I think the spiked punch got us both but I can’t deny that you are a great kisser and I totally wouldn’t mind more of that. But, slow is good. I’ll be
honest, I’ve never officially dated any men before but I haven’t stopped thinking about it since we met.”
“Really?”
“Really Cas. I say we take a chance and I’m not great with emotions but if you ever want to talk about something just tell me. Which is why I suggested this, you seemed a little nervous when I said I wanted to get closer earlier and you’ve seemed a little quieter all morning.”
“The last time someone mentioned that, it wasn’t to just watch the movie.”
“Honestly, doesn’t seem like you wanted to go that far and I’m totally cool taking it slow in that area as well. I really did just want you to be close. I’ll never admit it again but I like to cuddle. However, I won’t say no to make out sessions either. Have I mentioned how good of a kisser you are?”
I swear the flush bloomed across my face and neck at the same time. “A time or two.”
His words were really settling some of my nerves and even the next quick, soft kiss to my cheek seemed to make the blush worse.
“I kind of like this flushed look you have right now. It’s adorable. Now, how about that movie?”
I nodded; there was another quick peck to my cheek before he went to put the movie in. I’d seen it a few times but it had been a long time. We settled back on the sofa but after the first ten minutes I noticed he was subtly moving closer so I just closed the gap. He moved his arm behind me and I really liked how it felt.
*Dean*
I’d seen the movie but it was the only one on the shelf I wouldn’t mind missing. But, even as we ate I’d noticed that Castiel was quieter and seemed so unsure. Even during our talk his lack of self-confidence was right in the forefront. I wanted to ask about his past relationships and why he felt I’d leave so quickly. It made me wonder but I didn’t want to bring that subject up right now.
I’d tried being subtle but he clearly caught on, I was glad he moved on over though and I liked having him this close. I loved how he felt in my lap as well.
I still remembered the first time I saw him. Charlie had called me to say a friend of hers was having a hard time finding a mechanic that was both amazing and not trying to charge him way over because of his name. I hadn’t really heard of him but Sam had. Coming out to see him walking toward me took my breath away.
He’d worn a blue suit and a khaki colored trench coat, something I learned was pretty normal for him. It was his gorgeous blue eyes that captured me as we talked and I’d flirted my ass off that day. But, I didn’t know his preference. Here we were now, cuddling on the sofa. After so much flirting I had questioned if this was ever going to happen.
I wouldn’t admit it right now but I really did want to see what he kept hidden beneath those clothes. But, again, I got the feeling that was something he wasn’t ready for. I may not have dated men, but I wasn’t stupid on cues. When his head laid on my shoulder, I let him. At some point I was even leaning mine over a bit as well.
We went through one movie before we got something to snack on and chose another one. When we settled this time I lay down and he seemed perplexed until I patted the space between me and the sofa. He fit nicely in that spot, his head resting on my chest.
“This is more comfortable,” he said.
“If your arm starts to go to sleep just let me know. It’s been known to happen.”
He remained right there the entire time the movie was on though, cuddled up to my side and I was in heaven. When the third movie ended he looked up.
Cas smiled up at me. “Another one?”
“Actually, I need to raid your kitchen for dinner ideas. I do owe you dinner.”
“You don’t have to.”
I giggled lightly. “It was part of the deal.”
He didn’t seem to mind my raiding and I found stuff for some homemade burgers and that would be fantastic. I began to prepare for dinner while he sat at the table.
“Have you always wanted to cook? I mean, I don’t know many men who do.”
“It’s actually like a hobby of mine. I love to cook, but usually don’t unless Sammy is visiting.”
“A hobby?”
“Yep. I like creating meals like you like writing. Do you have any hobbies?”
“I doodle, sometimes I paint. I haven’t done either of those in a while though. Any other hobbies on your end?”
I turned and wiggled my eyebrow. “I have bedroom hobbies, but you’re just going to wait for those. But I do like to drive around in Baby and just enjoy
the scenery.”
I saw the blush again and fuck it made him look so much hotter. I even gave my butt a wiggle as I began to make the patties.
“How long have you had the car?”
“Dad bought it before he took my Mom on a date. He handed it down to me when I turned eighteen. So I’ve had it for six years.”
“That car runs perfectly for such a classic. It shows you care about the vehicles you drive.”
I glanced at him. “You don’t drive no dud Cas, you stay on top of the oil changes.”
“You put a reminder in the window, otherwise I’d probably forget.”
“Most forget even with the sticker.”
“Well, I might have another reason for showing up on time.”
“Thought so. Not that I’m complaining.”
He got quiet and I focused on cooking dinner. His stove was a little different so I had to pay attention. Burgers with homemade fries and all the trimmings, served with some tea he had made. It was a perfect dinner. Double when I swear he moaned when he bit into the burger. My brain went in the gutter and I wanted to hear that sound in other ways. But, later.
There was one more movie after dinner before I had to go. I hated changing; those pajamas were comfortable. I also hated to leave because it meant going home to an empty bed. But I made sure he had my number and I made sure he knew that if Robert did do anything that he could call me day or night.
He walked me to the car and we both paused there, neither wanting to leave.
“You really want to be a couple?” he asked.
“Yes.”
It was he who kissed me and damn, I melted into his kiss. My hands went around him and held on. When he finally pulled away I was left a little speechless.
“End of date etiquette.”
“Mhm, I’m loving these proper things.”
“I will talk to you soon.”
I finally got into the car and headed home. Being there alone was a harsh reminder that I really was lonely and wanted someone in my life to share it with.
Dean: I’m at home, safe and sound. Thank you for the perfect weekend.
Cas: Good. I should be thanking you. I had a great time and thank you for making Saturday good. Sleep well Dean.
Dean: Not a problem and I’m glad you had a good time. Sleep well Castiel. Sweet dreams.
It took me a little longer than normal to fall asleep though, I wanted to reach out and cuddle with him.