Christmas Eve Eve.
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"Santa Who?" Dean asked started the engine of his Baby, not tearing his eyes away from his other Baby, Castiel."Santa Clause, come on kids love him" Cas whined "key word there Cas, kids, if you haven't noticed we're not kids, we're 30 year old men" Dean said sarcastically.
"But Deannnnnnnnnn" Cas cried over-dramatically "but nothing, why'd you wanna see this douche anyway?" Cas stayed quiet for a while.
"Because you've never see him" Dean only just heard him.
And he was right, he has never seen Santa, John was always always busy working that he hardly had enough money to pay the rent, feed them and send them to school.
Scratch that. Dean was always working. John on the other hand was always drinking, now don't get me wrong he wasn't the worst dad ever, he's never hit Dean or Sam (LIES, JOHN WAS A TERRIBLE FATHER)
He just drank a lot and slept a lot, sure he was fired because of his drinking so he'd drink more and more and eventually killed himself with the stuff but he tried his best.
When Mary died he was never the same. Like sure he should of gave Sam and Dean to Bobby but he couldn't bare to loose them too. So the pair were stuck with the drunk.
Sam and Dean got each other gifts every now and then when the time came around but Santa was a myth and they knew better so they never had a weird, creepy, fat guy dressed in a red suit and beard visit them.
They just had each other.
"Fine" Dean sighed finally. Cas beamed at this causing Dean to smile back.
Damn was he hooked.
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"Dean just wait, it won't be long now" Cas smiled rubbing his thumb over Dean's hand. "Come on Cas, this is so stupid, we are the only people in this stupid line without kids. That's just creepy and don't get me started about sitting on some guys lap"Cas chucked, shaking his head lightly "just be patient" Dean huffed annoying but stayed quiet.
Soon enough it was there turn.
"No no no no no no no no no" Dean mumbled as they got closer to the creep.
"Come on, he won't bite" Cas laughed "don't give him ideas!" Dean growled which only caused Castiel to laugh more.
"Well aren't you big" Santa smiled "don't make it weirder than it already is" Dean mumbled before awkwardly sitting on this guys leg.
"Now what do you want for Christmas" he smiled, stop that Dean thought.
"Dignity" he rolled his eyes "well son, I believe all that's gone" Santa laughed.
Once he stopped he leaned in to whisper something to Dean.
"I bet that boy-toy of yours would love it if you left" he growled "what?" Dean moved away from this guy. "You know what" he growled again.
That sounds familiar.
"You don't deserve him"
It couldn't be.
"He's better off without you"
It is.
"Give him back to me, Dean-O" Jim purred.
Fuck.
"Fuck off" Dean growled "I'll get him back sooner or later Bucko, just you what and see" he smiled.
"Smile" he laughed before the flash of the camera went and Dean was getting pushed off his lap by one of the elves.
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Coffee boy [Destiel]
AléatoireDean's an artist. He moved to this small town a few weeks ago and only just settled in. When he's working on a new piece at the local Starbucks the coffee boy catches his eye and he can't stop himself from having coffees there everyday.