Cas pov
It was the day before the art show. I'm still putting the finishing touches on my picture. The main part is done. But the expression is missing. "Which color?" I repeated as I paced my room sponge in hand. Then my phone rang; I put down my sponge and answered, "Hello?" Then on the other side Dean said, "We need to buy Halloween costumes!" "What?" I walked over to my calendar, "Oh! I forgot about Halloween..." I heard a scoff, "How could you forget about that? It's at the end of the week and we are going to a party!" This time it's my turn to scoff, "Oh we are, are we?" "Yes, what else would Halloween be for?" Does he have no childhood? Brain! Oh yea, oops sorry. "Watching horror movies and eating a shit-ton of candy!" Cas, you hate horror movies. Oh yea. "Minus the horror movies..." I hear a laugh, "Oh my do we have a Scaredy Cat?" "No! I would just...." What would I rather do? "Go to a haunted house." Dude, you are scared of those too, "Never mind that too." At this point he is bellowing with laughter. "Not funny Dean." I hang up. A minute or two later Universe by Ghost town began playing out of my phone.
'We are watching horror movies'
'No Dean'
'After'
'We go to a haunted house'
'Double no Dean'
'Yes Cas and you will love it I promise'
' and if you break that promise?'
'Then,angel, you will get a treat ;)'
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After a couple hours the doorbell rings. I walk downstairs, "Who is- Dean... What is that?" He looks at the things in his hand, "Your costume, almost. We need to put it together." I nod and motion him in. He sets a beige trenchcoat, a blue tie, a top hat, steampunk goggles, angel wings, and a whole bunch of clock parts, "Am I representing a male love Interest in a Charlie's Angels film?" Dean chuckled, " how about steampunk angel; I was gonna make the hat like Brendon urie's!" I tap my finger on my chin, "Too bad, you would look have looked great in the corresponding outfit." He raises an eyebrow, "And what would that be?" I smirk, " A tight leather jumpsuit." Dean shakes his head, "You kinky son of a bitch."
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"Dean, the coat makes me look fat." I sigh, "And why did we cut it?" Dean puts his hands on my shoulders, "first of all it doesn't make you look fat; it makes you look sexy and second, we cut it to go with the steampunk look, angel." I nod and pull at the tie, "Not wearing the tie." "Yes you are." I stop messing with the tie, "why?" He chuckles, "Because without it I can't do this." He grabs the tie and pulls me to him our lips connecting. "Sooo wearing the tie now," I stated in between kisses. "Thought so." He lets go of my tie and walks towards the door, "Hey, I don't get to see yours?" He shakes his head, "Nope." I squint my eyes, "You little a-" but he slammed the door in my face.
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Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Dude, calm the fuck down it is just an art show. It was the day that Dean would see my painting. What i saw in him. I was scared. "You ready to go yet?" Luci called from the hall, " You're taking longer than mom to get ready tonight, what's up!" I sigh, "Nothing Luci, just nervous." I grab my now finished painting and pull at my tie before heading down to Luci's Red Mustang, "Hey, brother!" Gabe yelled from the backseat, "This better be pretty fucking important for you all to separate me and my lollipops!" I turned to Luci who just snickered. "Really, the kid gets withdrawals without sugar." I dig into my pocket and pull out my Andes Mints, "Eat them when you NEED them, they are my heaven." Gabe nods but smirks and I know they aren't going to last.
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"What's up my adorable little kitten?" I scoff, "Shut up, nerd." I peck his lips, "I'm nervous as hell." He smiles, "Don't be angel, I'm sure it's great, let me see it." I press my lips into a small smile and shake my head no. "Aw, but why not?" I tilt my head, "Because, it's a secret." I tap his nose and move to find my painting's designated spot. After me and Dean walked around a bit, "HOLY SISTER OF GOD, THEY HAVE BROWNIES!"
Dean looks at me, "Sister of God?" I nod, "The darkness. With light comes darkness. All the dark sides have a sweet tooth, plus, even if I wasn't atheist there is no 'mother of god' be logical." Dean nods. I smile, "Food me, Dean." He chuckles, "If you keep eating so much, you are gonna get fat." I scoff, "Bitch, I already am." He shakes his head, "Angel, I think you are sexy as hell." I laugh, "I think you are disgustingly ugly." He steps closer, "Oh really?" I nod, "Yep I can hardly look at you." He makes a sarcastic pout with his lips and says, "I think I'm adorable." I bring my arms around his neck and peck his lips, "I agree." He looks up, "oh they are showing the artwork." I nod and move to stand next to him and he puts an arm around my hip. "First is a painting by Castiel Novak." I tense up as they pull off the cover. It was a painting of Dean almost all black and white except for a shimmer of color, "Cas, explain it to me." I look up to Dean, "I'm your Angel Dean. And I'm gonna pull you out of the dark." I smile, "You don't need to hide those feelings anymore. The longer you hold them in, the more it hurts you." Then I turn to him, "We are both broken, almost beyond fixing, but now we can be broken together." Then Mrs. Rowena came to the stage, "And the winners are Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak, congrats boys."
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So another chapter. Next chapter's picture is dean's picture. I didn't create these. I edit them from their original state! I can draw but don't have the time usually.
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