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They never talked much *Destiel*

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Dean wouldn't describe himself as a soft person. Not out loud at least, but Cas knew somehow by just watching him, the man who was serving him coffee and pie day in day out, had a soft spot at some point. Not that Cas knew him. They never talked much. Cas would come in twice a week to get some coffee and some treats after his exhausting work and would enjoy how the green eyed man rushed around to make everyone happy. And maybe that was one of the things why Cas felt drawn to this guy who he barely knew. Even though he didn't know if Dean knew his name he felt butterflies in his stomach, performancing a step-dance when Dean put a bright smile on his lips to greet him. They never talked much so Cas didn't know if Dean's eyes were extra bright because he saw him or because he was just a very friendly bakery owner. Sometimes Sam would come in, his co-worker and friend and would talk to Dean and Cas would feel something in his guts. But he couldn't tell what it was so he would just sit there and stare at the wall until he was gone because he didn't like watching them goofing around. Cas was also too proud to ask Sam about Dean who was obviously good friends with him. 

Cas wouldn't describe himself as an open person. But Dean somehow knew that this blue-eyed guy would be pretty talkative and a nice company once you got to know him. Dean never said more than Hi or Welcome to this guy. He wasn't sure if his customer was intrested in...well guys. They never talked much so Dean didn't have the guts to ask him out or anything. Hell he didn't even know the dudes name. Dean was just happy to see him come in twice a week, sometimes even more often. Cas had something about himself which wouldn't let Dean go. Even after he left Dean would be left with confused thoughts and his beloved pies. Dean realized after a long time that he started to wait for a very specific person to come in and ring the bell. It was ridiculous but he even started to experiment for knew pies he could sell, just so the dark haired guy could taste it. They didn't talk much so Dean didn't know where this guy was from but the one thing he knew was that he had to be a police officer. According to his uniform atleast. He could ask his baby brother about this mysterious man, but he would never do that. Sam would just tease him all the time and would force him to talk to the guy or even worse. This idiot would just tell the guy if they knew each other. So that was not an option. 

It happened on a friday and both of them were absolutely unaware of the fact what would happen that day to them. They were just enjoying tea and coffee when everything went dark. Until they both woke up in the same room, each one tied to a chair and duct tape over their mouth. Sam watched them wake up with a bright amused smile and enjoyed their confusion. After he was sure that either of them would understand him he bend down a little to look into their eyes.

"Now that I have your attention.", he said and watched how Deans eyes widened first and then he tried to kill Sam with his gaze. "We're going to talk about your feelings for each other.", Sam added and ripped off the duct tape from their mouth so they would be able to talk.

"Sam I'm going to rip your damn head off!", Dean growled and in the corner of his eye he saw how the guy he kinda adored was watching him.

"You know each other? I so didn't knew that...I mean why would I...", Cas started to ramble and Sam laughed watching him get nervous.

"Sam you know kidnapping someone is illigal. Even if you know them.", Cas said after gathering himself together but still with slightly rosey cheeks.

"Yeah I know. I'm a cop remember, working with you almost everyday. Man I waited for so long for you guys to talk to each other. Or ask me about the other one but no! I had to watch for one year how you guys kept this "Hello" and "Welcome" thing going. I mean, really? You are grown men who have feelings for each other, that's not difficult at all. So get over yourselves and talk.", Sam snapped and with that he closed the door behind him and left.

"Always with the little brother. I'm gonna kill him. This bastard is gonna...", Dean started to mumble to himself while pulling at the ties at his hands and was interrupted by the voice which sent shivers down his back.

"Sam is your brother?" Deans head shot up as he said that and saw how the eyes of the guy were excitedly looking at him. "Uh..yeah. Sorry 'bout that, man. You'll probably arrest me for his actions. Or wait...you know what. Just fire that dickhead, so I can beat his ass. I think kicking a police officers ass would be a worse crime than kicking your brother's." Dean stopped breathing for moment seeing him laugh, showing his white teeth.

"Oh I'm fine.", he finally answered and Dean could breath again. "Not that into ties and cuffs but I'm totally fine.", Cas added and looked Dean in his eyes with a shy smile. 

"What was your name again?", Dean blurted out not knowing how to ask him otherwise.

"Castiel. Castiel Novak.", he answered and it sounded like music in Dean's ears. An awkward silence build up and they fell into a staring contest when Sam interrupted them.

"Guys? You alive?", he yelled through the door because he didn't hear a thing for ten minutes now. "Yeah we are! But you won't be as soon as I get out. You better start runnin Sam!", Dean yelled back as he broke the staring contest. The door opened a crack on Sam pushed his head through. "Did it help? Did you talk?", he asked and got more glares from Dean.

"What do you think Cas.", Dean cut through the ropes and stood up slowly watching Sams shocked face. Dean went over to Cas to cut him free while talking:"...I'm going to call you Cas if that's allright...should we kill him before we grab a beer or after." Dean stood up and placed his hands on his hips watching Sam step back.

"I don't want to interrupt you guys...so see ya.", Sam said and according to his footsteps he was running towards excit.

Dean was obviously angry with him but something he would never admit was that he was kind of glad that Sam did that. Because even though they never talked much the ice was broken and the opportunity to talk was given. Without saying something Cas took Deans hand hoping he wouldn't flinch away and he didn't. Dean smiled at Cas and he smiled back. Oh they would have plenty of time to talk. That was sure.