Destiel One-Shots (BoyxBoy)

36: Castiel's Dragon P10

Summary: Benny and Garth are Dean's wingmen, WTF u doing Cas?

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"Dean sent us," the one named Garth said. "Since you didn't see him yesterday or today, he was worried."

"Should've sent Charlie, if you ask me," the one named Benny added.

"Dean? Dean sent—how did you get past the guards?" Castiel asked, baffled. Dean said he had friends that he'd wanted him to meet, but most of them weren't human, except for Jo, Ash, and the Charlie. Which meant...

"You need better guards, darlin'," Benny chuckled. "Even for humans, they're not that good."

"I thought they were pretty good," Garth interjected. "It's just that we have an unfair advantage."

"You aren't human," Castiel more said than asked. "And you're Dean's friends?"

"Aren't you gonna invite us in, be polite and all?" Benny asked instead of answering as he leaned against the wall, eyebrows raised.

"O-oh, sorry," Castiel muttered, opening the door for the two.

Garth gave Castiel a smile as he walked in with Benny, and Castiel closed the door after them. In the light of Castiel's candles, he could properly see the two men.

Benny was blatantly looking around his surroundings, his eyes noticeably sky blue, and somewhat intimidating for Castiel to look at. His brown hair was cut short, spreading around his mouth and chin in a short beard. He was a good deal older than Castiel and Dean, the prince noticed, maybe more in his late twenties to early thirties than his teens.

The other one, Garth, seemed to be much more joyous. His eyes, baby blue colored, were wide and easy as he looked over Castiel's desk. His hair was also brown, except his jaw was cleanly shaved, and gave a friendly smile as he looked at Castiel.

"We should introduce ourselves formally, shouldn't we? I'm Garth Fitzgerald the Fourth, a friend of Dean's." He looked to his side at Benny and nudged the man with his elbow.

"Alright," Benny rolled his eyes. "I'm Benny Lafitte, also a friend of Dean. You are the 'Cas' he's talkin' about, right?"

Castiel nodded. "Yes. I'm Castiel." The prince looked between the two, wondering how people who looked so human actually weren't. "Not to be rude, but...what are you?"

"Whoa, take me out for dinner first," Benny chuckled, making Castiel turn red. "I'm a vampire."

Castiel blinked, the image in his mind associated with the word vampire being nothing like the image before him. Maybe he shouldn't have read all those Polish vampire books as a boy.

"...You're a vampire." Benny nodded. "It's just...you don't really look like the way they're described in books and things, not to be offensive."

"Hey, you take away the fangs and the fun, I was born human, too," Benny said with a smile.

"So, are you a vampire too, Garth, or...?" Castiel asked, looking at the young man.

"Oh, he's a werewolf."

"Well, we prefer the term lycanthrope."

"Basically a werewolf."

"They're the same thing," Garth continued, "but 'werewolf' tends to have a negative tone to it. It's usually associated with man-eating wolf-people, and not all lycanthropes eat people."