Coffee boy [Destiel]

What's the word Cas

2 days to go
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"Christmas tomorrow" Sam smiled as he sat on Dean's sofa, wiping off the snow that has collected itself on him.

"Ugh, don't remind me" Dean sighed, sitting besides him. "What's up?" sam asked, facing him more. "You know I hate every holiday" Dean sighed again, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah but this years different" Sam smiled "how so?" He asked "because you've got Cas" Dean softened at that name and a small smile formed on his lips.

"Yeah, I do don't I" Sam smiled at him before facing the television once again. "What do you think about his ex?" Dean asked nervously. "Who? James? He's small"

"Everyone's small to you"

Sam laughed loudly, throwing his head back with his eyes closed, Dean smiled up at him, laughing also.

"He's weird. No not weird. Um? Creepy. Yeah, creepy. He smiles weirdly and his eyes are dead and it's scary" Sam shivered at the thought of those eyes.

"What about Cas" "what about Cas?" Sam asked, moving to facing him with the TV on mute.

"Do you think he's safe, with Jim being around and all" Dean played with the rip in his jeans nervously waiting for Sam's answer that never seemed to come.

He finally sighed, rubbing his eyes before looking back at his older, but smaller, brother. "Dean, if I spent all day worrying if Jessica's gonna bump into her ex and go running off with them than our relationship would be shit. We trust each other, that's how we work.

"She doesn't worry about me talking to Ruby now and then, she's a friend and Jess knows I only have eyes for her.

"Now if Cas was gonna run off to James, which I highly doubt, then you're gonna have to talk to him and prove you're good for him.

"Actions speak louder than words, brother" Sam sighed.

Dean thought about this for a while. He was facing the TV but not paying attention to it. Say Cas does get into the whole Moriary business again, what would he do? The answer to that question never seemed to come.

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Later hat day Dean was sat with Cas, who was on his coffee break, silently playing with his cup.

"Ok, what's the word Cas" Dean smiled

"It's a shorten version of my name" Cas replied not looking up to meet Dean's stare.

But Dean chuckled. "I mean what's up" Cas smiled at him, finally. "I'm fine Dean, how are you" "I'm good"

They stayed there looking at each other, smiling, without saying a word. This was something they did a lot.

"Has Jim been in contact?" Dean finally asked, breaking the silence. Cas looked back down at his cup.

"He doesn't like you" Dean tilted his head slightly, something he picked up from the raven haired boy in front of him.

"He thinks you're not good for me, that you don't deserve me. That you're the type of guy who cheats and plays guys like me.

"He misses me, he says that a lot. He also still loves me, he says that a lot too" Dean sighed, looking down at his owe cup.

"Cas"

"Dean"

They met each other's gaze once again. Dean let out a breath he didn't release he was holding before continuing.

"James is a manipulative, abusive, creepy, ex boyfriend that is absolutely no good for you at all. He will ruin you if you go back to him.

"But he's right, I don't deserve you. But the doesn't mean I don't want you, I want you so badly Cas, you're my drug, I can't get enough of you.

"I've never cheated, sure I've dated a lot of guys and girls but never have I ever dating two of them at the same time. I never would, especially not to you. You're not the type of guy that would get cheated on.

"You're the type of guy who gets taken on fancy beautiful dates and taken all around the world and shown all the places you wanna see and buy everything and anything you want. You're the type of guy who you'd stay awake till 5 in the morning just to hear this crazy dream you just had or to sing to you through thunder storms.

"You're the type of guy who hates coffee but prefers two lumps of sugar and tea, but not just any tea, Yorkshire is your favourite.

"You can't have breakfast because you can't eat that early or else you get nauseous. You hate bugs but love bees.

"You love to write and you always stick your tongue out when you're concentrating but you don't even know you're doing it. You bite your nails when you're nervous or reading a really good book.

"You get lost so easily into books, like right now you love 'The Maze Runner' and you always have this thesaurus with you because that's your favourite dinosaur and you'll fight anyone who says it's not a dinosaur" Cas stayed silent but looked at Dean in awe.

"I know I haven't known you for long Cas but damn and I hooked on you, I can't go a single minute without thinking about you. Blue became my favourite color the moment I saw your eyes because hot damn and they beautiful.

"You complete me Castiel Novak"

Castiel didn't say anything for a while, and that scared Dean. Did he say too much? Did Castiel not feel the same? Was he not ready? Oh God what has Dean done.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by Cas hugging him, his head resting on Dean's chest while he hands were wrapped tightly around his neck. Dean snaked his own arms around Cas' waste and pulled him closer.

"You complete me too Dean" Castiel smiled. Dean laughed lightly "oh thank God"

They stayed hugging each other for a while, Dean was in love with Cas' scent.

He smelt like the ocean, the beach. But not the awful, gross, fish smell. He smelt like the waves hitting the sand. The smell of the sun, on the water. He smelt heavenly and Dean was addicted.

Castiel was also addicted to Dean's scent.

Dean smelt like a forest. The pine, the wood, the leaves, the smell of rain. He smelt so enchanting.

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After work Dean took Castiel out on another date, they went to the fair.

Dean won Castiel a huge Pug teddy, seriously it was massive, it took up the whole of the back seat of the Impala.

They kissed on the top of the Ferrets wheel when the fire works went off.

It was a night to remember.

When Dean took Cas home they bid each other goodnight and promised to call once Dean got home.

And he was, going to call, but he got his own call from an unknown number.

"Hello?" Dean spoke, confused as to why someone has his number.

"How's Castiel" Dean groaned.

"James I swear if you don't leave him alone I'm gonna shoot you" Jim laughed on the other end "not if I shoot you first" okay so this guy gets creepier and creepier every time they talk.

"Look I'm sorry you still have feelings for him but he's moved on, he's over you so I suggest you move on too" Dean could feel the smirk coming from the other mans lips.

"You think you can stop me? You think you can make me do something I don't wanna do? Dean all your horses and all your men couldn't make me do a thing I didn't want to" Dean laughed

"You sound like a fairytale, you know that and you speak in rhymes, it's really annoying" the line started silent for a while before Jim breathed deeply.

"I will get Cassie back and you and no one else can stop me, I will do anything I can to be with him again. Understand"

Dean sighed "whatever Jim. Look, I've got a boyfriend to call so don't call me again" he hung up before James could get a word in.

This guy. Jeez.

IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO POST OMG IM A TERRIBLE PERSON. Anyway, I'm currently sat outside my form room writing this and it's too early for this shit.

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