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I Think You Would Enjoy This

{A/N: Sorry it took so long to update but this chapter isn't too long and it's really more of a filler so I guess it's not too important to the actual plot but I felt like I needed something like this. It's mostly just Gabriel screwing with Dean so... Yeah. I do not own any of the character but I do own the mistakes, feel free to point any out.}

Dean had texted Cas at least six time in the past hour alone. He was starting to worry. Cas wouldn't answer his texts, his calls, any attempts to contact him went unseen and unanswered. Dean decided to get in the shower and try to calm down but it didn't help. All he could think about was what he had seen the day before. Dean wondered if Cas's father had finally gone all the way and killed him. No, don't even think about that. 

Dean climbed out of the shower and laid down on his bed, too tired to do anything else. He heard his phone go off and rushed to look at the text. 

Gabriel: Dude sorry about our dad he gets that way with Cas, but he's okay now and I just thought I would send you this to  cheer you up. 

Dean clicked on the attachment and looked at the picture of Castiel. He was in a grey shirt with a lingo on the side that said something like "2014 Honor society" and the shirt was accompanied by a pair of bright green pajama pants with the Mountain Dew logo all over them. Dean looked at Cas's face, which had no bruising - Of course his dad's too smart for that. Leave marks where no one will see. Dick. - Cas was sitting in a leather booth at a table in their house and he was looking sadly into his cup. 

Dean's phone soon went off a second time while he was staring at the picture of Cas. 

Gabriel: Dean I think he misses you. 

P.S. don't tell him I'm sending these to you, he doesn't know.

Dean clicked on another attachment and this time it was a video. 

"Heya, Cassie!"

"Hi, Gabe."

"Dude do you miss him?"

"Miss who?"

"You know who I'm talking about!"

"Of course I miss him! He's the only person in this shithole of a town that is even remotely nice to me. Besides people like you, Micheal, Anna, and other family who isn't a total dick. Even Lucifer is more kind than the people here!"

Cas was walking around the room pacing when suddenly he stopped and looked right at Gabriel. 

"I'm going to shower."

"Cas no!"

And then the video cut out. 
Dean got another text. 

Gabriel: I thought you would enjoy this;) 

Dean clicked on the attachment that had come with the text and nearly dropped his phone Holy shit. 

Gabriel had sent Dean a picture of Cas, fresh from the shower and wrapped in nothing but a towel. The towel hung loosely from his hips and water dripped slightly from his raven hair. Cas was obviously talking to Gabriel, and hadn't notice him taking a picture because Dean could see that he wasn't trying too hard to cover things up as he walked from the bathroom to his bedroom. 

Dean texted Gabriel back after about five minutes of just simply staring at the picture he had been sent. 

Dean: I'm straight. 

Gabriel: Who are you trying to convince? Because if it's me then I know you're full of bullshit. 

Dean: I'm serious! 

Gabriel: About as serious as Cassie when it comes to loving our parents. 

Dean: I'm as serious about being straight as Sherlock Holmes is about loving John Watson. 

Gabriel: Straight men do not eye-fuck my brother.

Dean stopped texting Gabe and grabbed his keys; if he couldn't go visit Cas he was going to explore this small town. 

Dean decided that today was a nice day from just walking, so leaving Baby in the parking lot of the motel he walked to a nearby little diner. He ordered a burger and sat in one of the benches, taking a bite and almost groaning;this was one of the best things he had ever put in his mouth. 

After he finished his food he just aimlessly walked through town until he found a record store. Curious, he entered and immediately fell in love with the place. 
Dean walked to the back and looked at the cassettes. He finally pulled a few off the shelf, deciding to buy them. 

He walked to the front and paid for the AC/DC cassette and the Beatles one as well, promising to come back soon. 

Dean decided to walk back to his room and when he sat down he checked his phone and saw three more messages from Gabriel. 

Gabriel: If you ever bend him over a table the way he lays over them please use bleach to clean it off. 

The picture attached was one of Cas just laying over a table, his feet barely touching the ground as his belly was pressed firmly against the table. 
Dean clicked on the next text. 

Gabriel: I couldn't help but think of you when I saw something you enjoy thinking about. 

Attached to this one was a picture of Cas bending over to turn something on, but Gabe had taken it so that it didn't really show the side of Cas; more the back.
Next message. 

Gabriel: Does this make you flustered yet?;)

Dean freaked a little and yes, he was flustered, when he opened the picture to find Castiel not only dripping wet, but also in a pair of shorts that had started to fall off him and a white shirt that left nothing to the imagination. Cas was cringing from obviously being cold so suddenly but also because Gabriel had thrown what appeared to be vanilla yogurt into his hair and on the side of his face. Dean couldn't help his mind wandering a little. What if that was your- No. No I am straight and straight men don't think things like this. No.