Just One Chance ~ Destiel Fanfiction

9. Planning the Second and Hiding Some News

Castiel drove up to Singer Automobiles, searching for the entrance with Dean's jacket sitting beside him.  He finally found a pathway through all the abandoned cars and parked outside of the fence, turning off the engine.  He got out of the car with Dean's jacket in his hands and just walked down the aisle, which was probably half an acre long.  He couldn't believe that this place was still running, the house behind it looked abandoned.  But he kept an open heart and decided not to judge so early, after all, the man he was going on another date with worked here.  If he liked Dean, then he should like his workplace. 

When he finally made it, he looked around the garage and found nobody there.  "Hello?" He called, his voice echoing off the walls of the open garage. 

"I'll get you in one moment sir— Cas?"

Castiel whirled around and found Dean standing there, leaning against the door frame.  He smiled and walked up to him, blushing when he finally realized that Dean was wearing a tank top that generously showed off his arms. 

"Hello, Dean," he said with a smile. 

"You look great," Dean smirked, gaining an eye roll from Cas.  "What brings you here? Aren't you supposed to be at the school?"

"I actually forgot last night that I wore your jacket," Castiel explained, holding it out to him.  "So I just came to return it."

"Oh!" Dean replied, taking it from him.  "Thank you! I was wondering where that was." He slid it over his shoulders and Castiel frowned once his arms were covered. 

"Well, I'll be heading out.  Bye Dean," Castiel said, slowly turning away.  But as he tried to walk his feet felt heavy, like two cinder blocks were nailed to his shoes.  He felt a craving inside of him, perhaps because he hadn't eaten at all that day.  But this was different, hunger wasn't what he was feeling at the moment. 

Dean raised an eyebrow.  "Alright...see you soon..." he dragged, a smile tugging at the end of his lips. 

Castiel turned to nod and kept trying to walk away, taking the smallest and slowest steps possible.  His mind kept telling him to walk, for his legs to work, to run even.  But part of him wanted Dean to say something like "You can stay," or, "why don't we talk until your break is over?"  But none of those came and Castiel did his best to let go. 

Confused, Dean laughed.  "Do you want me to give you a hug or something?—"

"That would be nice, yes," Castiel replied quickly, running back to Dean.  He jumped slightly when wrapping his arms around the taller man who hugged him back, swaying for a bit just like they had the night before. 

"Bye Dean..." Castiel whispered into his neck.  Dean ran his hand soothingly up and down his back, making Castiel close his eyes and sigh.  The older Winchester smiled when he felt Castiel's soft breath on his neck.  Castiel didn't want to let go.  He wanted to stay here forever, he felt safe and protected in Dean's arms, a new feeling.  Ketch never held him like this.  The best Castiel ever got from Ketch was...well he didn't want to think about it.  They finally parted after minutes of their silent embrace.  Dean placed a hand on his shoulder before he turned to leave again. 

"Friday, last day of the school week.  I'm taking you to one of those drive in movies and I will force you to watch Scoobydoo."  Dean said, looking into Castiel's eyes.  "You in?"

"Yes," Castiel replied immediately.  "But...Scoobydoo? Really?"

"You told me last night that you've never seen it which makes you an official crazy person," Dean claimed jokingly. 

Castiel laughed.  "Alright, I'm excited."

"Good," Dean responded.  "I'll see you soon."
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