Destiel One-Shots

First Meeting

"So, how did you guys first meet?" Gabe asks, shifting in his seat. "I mean, since you just told us your getting married, we gotta know what started this blossoming romance?"

"Yeah," agrees Chuck, Castiels dad. "Since everyone is here now, go ahead. I want to know how my son and his fiance met."

Castiel and Dean look at each other. They've prepared for this moment. Planned it out, all the small details perfect. They had the exact same story in case anybody got curious. 

"It was nothing really.." Castiel trails off.

*three years ago*

"I dont know if I can make it," Dean groans, clutching at his stomach. Sam just sighs at his 20 year old brother and puts his hands on his hips. 

"I told you that you shouldn't of ate that last piece of pie. It was gonna come back to haunt you." Sam says with a sigh. 

Dean groans again, doubling over on the bench of the amusement park. "And you said you would ride the Thunder Twist with me." Sam says.

"Sam, no." Dean gasps. "I'm not going on the hell machine with this stomach. And besides, it was apple! My favorite!"

"No way, you're going on that ride with me. Sick or not." Sam demands, grabbing his brother and dragging him towards the line.

The brothers reached the front of the line and climb into the red car. A small, dark headed guy climbed in front of them with a red headed girl. Everybody loaded into the cars and the ride started started to go uphill. 

"Sam, I dont feel so good," Dean whines to his brother. 

"Come on, Dean. Dont so this. " Sam replies.

The ride reaches the top and stops for a moment to build suspension.

And then everything went downhill.

Literally.

As soon as the ride plummeted on the tracks below, Dean's apple pie revisited. It flew out and greeted the dark haired guy in front of him. There was two blood curdling screams from in front of the brothers. Dean see the apple pie on the back of the guy and feels guilty but is too relieved to care.

When they come to a stop, the guy looks behind him with a mortified look on his face. "Oh my god, Dean!" Sam shrieks. 

"I told u I was gonna throw up, but you still made me go!" Dean snaps at his brother. The guy is still watching him with wide eyes. 

"I'm so sorry," Dean apologizes to the man. "I'll pay for your dry cleaning. Just meet me at the entry of the ride once your cleaned up."

The mad nods and the ride is released to leave. 

When he meets him at the ride, Dean notices how cute the guy is when hes not covered in his puke. They guilt from earlier resurfaces and he quickly apologizes again. But they mad just cuts him off with a raised hand.

"Its fine. I'm Castiel, by the way. But you can call me Cas." They guy- no Cas- says with a smile. 

"Yeah, I'm Dean. So, about the dry cle-" 

"It's fine, I didn't like that shirt anyways," Castiel says.

"Oh," Dean rubs a hand on the back of his neck. "We'll you wanna go out to coffee after this?"

Castiel flashes another smile, "Sure."

Later, the couple was presented with copies of Dean mid-puke and Cas' horrified face.

It ends up being framed in their bedroom.

*now*

"Just a simple dinner party for a friend," Dean finishes.