Collection of Destiel

Did It Hurt

Prompt from anon: Lawyer!Dean always going to the cafe in the mornings where Castiel works at. Dean is always shamelessly flirting, but Castiel is always so clueless.

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"Listen, do not sign anything until I get there." Dean instructed sternly into his blue tooth. "I will be there in ten minutes. Go for a bathroom break or something, just do not under any circumstances sign anything without me present." The call ended and Dean sighed with a little annoyance.

The handsome worker at the café Dean frequented every morning gave a warm smile as he nodded toward Dean and started to gather the ingredients to Dean's usual. It made Dean smirk. Knowing that the man behind the counter was familiar enough to know right off the bat what his coffee of choice was. It had been three weeks of every morning getting coffee here since Dean caught sight of the blue eyed handsome devil behind the counter.

"Rough call?" The man asked as he maneuvered from machine to machine like a skilled dancer.

Dean nodded and set his hands flat on the counter for some support. "I have a meeting after this and my client is the biggest push over in the entire world."

Blue eyes nodded and started to stare down at the warm liquid pouring into a cup. "Well, good luck. I know that doesn't help, but I hope it goes well."

"Thanks." Dean gave another award winning smile as he watched the face of this kind man. The line behind him faded away and the worries of the meeting were long forgotten. Dean savored the moments in the café when he looked at this guy and lost track of everything stressful in his life. As a lawyer, stress was most of his life, but when he was talking to this man, it all melts away like some dream.

"I'll give you an extra shot of caramel, on the house." The man grinned as he pushed down a few pumps. "Help you get through the day."

"You're a life saver. You know, I have been here a couple times and I still don't have your name." Dean leaned against the counter and checked over the edge to see the man shift a little on his feet.

"I never gave it to you." The man said simply as he clasped a lid on the cup and set it on the counter beside Dean before focusing on the cash register.

"I was hoping you would."

"It's Castiel." Castiel glanced over and gave Dean a polite smile.

"Castiel." Dean let it roll off of his tongue as he stood back straight and wrapped his hand around the warmed cup. "That's not a name you hear often. Now that I think about it, I never heard that name before."

"It's the name of an angel. You must not go to church much." Castiel hit a final button and looked up to Dean for the money.

Dean fished out some bills and held them out with another smile that almost started to ache his cheeks. "An angel? It suits you."

Castiel took the money and started to neatly place them in the register. "Well, have a good day, sir."

Watching Castiel, Dean stepped out of the way for the next customer. Dean knew that he wasn't subtle with the whole angel comment, so why did the guy just brush him off? The lawyer wasn't used to such blatant rejection. In fact, it posed a challenge for the next morning.

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Dean cleared all his morning meetings before stepping foot into the light and roomy café. Three weeks of gawking at Castiel and Dean was adamant on getting a number and a date. He didn't usually find guys attractive, it was more of just a couple guys over the years that made Dean realize he didn't really care for gender. On top of that with work, Dean had little time for romantic relationships. But there was just something about this Castiel that made him change his mind.