Destiel Oneshots

If This Was A Movie {Destiel}

Modern AU // Parent Dean // Fluff 

"She was too pretty to die," Charlie complained, leaning her back against the front counter as Cas restocked the candy display.

He gave a small nod in agreement, carefully placing down a box of Mike and Ikes to ensure it didn't knock down any other box. "And she has yet to have her own movie," he stated, repeating one of Charlie's complaints from the start of their shift.

"Exactly," Charlie cried, tugging a smile across Cas' lips. "Then they added a bullshit girl power scene as if that would fix everything."

"And it did not."

"It didn't do anything!"

He squinted at Charlie as she grabbed the pack of candy he'd just placed down, though she only gave her shoulders a shrug and opened the box. Their manager Zacharia would be furious if he found out they were eating candy without paying and though Charlie knew that, Cas was certain it was the exact reason she did. "I thought you enjoyed the movie?" Cas said as he grabbed another pack to replace the one Charlie had taken.

"I did like it," Charlie argued, pushing a red candy past her lips. "I just think Steve shouldn't have gone to the past, professor hulk was stupid, Stucky was done dirty, and tony deserved better."

"But you enjoyed it?"

"Obviously!"

Cas tilted his head and Charlie smiled back, before popping another candy into her mouth and offering the box to Cas. "Common," she insisted, giving it a small shake, "you need the brain energy for tomorrow."

She gave it another shake and this time Cas reached his hand into the box and grabbed two of the candies. "It's your last final tomorrow?" Charlie asked as she leant back against the counter, shaking the candies into the palm of her hand.

"Yes," Cas replied looking down to the two candies in his own hand. "Zacharia has been kind enough to let me go home early, so I will have a few more hours to study."

"How'd you manage that?" Charlie asked, "did you have to suck him off?"

"Pardon?"

"You know," Charlie continued, her smile only widening as Cas' cheeks grew warmer. He should have been used to Charlie's inappropriate jokes by now, but even after working together for over a year he still felt flustered. At least they were alone this time. "Did you do your little head tilt give him your big eyes, and drop to your knees to-"

A bell rang as the front doors were pushed open and their heads turned. "Speaking of dropping to your knees," Charlie teased, a grin spreading across her face as Cas's cheeks grew warmer.

Dean Winchester walked into the theater with the same ease that he always did. A smile across his face as he looked down to his young daughter and nodded along to whatever she was saying. He and his daughter were regulars at the theater, coming every second Sunday for the 7 o'clock without failure. It was the highlight of Castiel's job. There was something about being around Dean that Castiel could never get enough of; whether it was the way his eyes crinkled as he laughed at one of his own jokes or how he lent against the front counter shrinking the space between the two of them. Dean brought the kind of comfort that could only come from the streets of your hometown, and Castiel could spend the rest of his life getting lost in it.

Charlie nudged him and he stumbled forward to the cash register, making it only seconds before Dean and Emma.

"Hey," Dean greeted, an easy smile spreading across his face, showing off his teeth. He wore a blue and white superhero suit, the fabric a tight material that defined his figure, leaving little to the imagination. Not that Castiel minded. Dean was good looking, even Charlie could admit that.