Young and Beautiful [A Destiel Fanfic]

Chapter 1: The First Encounter

Hello and welcome to my new Destiel fanfic, Young and Beautiful. It's inspired by the song "Young and Beautiful" by Lana Del Rey. I wrote the first chapter on a rainy day a while back and posted it on AO3. I decided, after a while, to post it here too.

I hope you guys enjoy this. It'll have a different tone than most of my other fanfics. While Supernatural High is kind of more relaxed and informal, this is going to be more like The Guardian, which has a far more serious tone.

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Cas was wiping down the tables when they walked in. Both tall, mysterious, and handsome-looking like they just walked out of some cheap smutty novel you pick up in the checkout aisle of a grocery store. Cas had to pause as the two men walked up to the counter where Anna was working the register. "How may I help you two gentlemen?" Her high-pitched, sweet voice rang through the diner like a bell. He did his best to act disinterested and continue his work, but every now and then, he caught his eyes wandering off to stare at the two.

"Uh, we're hungry-you guys still open?" the shorter of the two-blond, bow-legged, and muscular-queried.

Anna gave a bright smile and nodded. "You bet-don't close till midnight so you two take your time. You can sit wherever you'd like." The diner was empty apart from the two mystery men, Anna, Cas, Chuck (their chef), Zachariah (the sous chef), and Gabriel (the bus boy). Cas watched from the corner of his eye as the two men chose a corner booth, sliding into the round, circular cushion that usually sat four or five.

Cas quickly finished up his last table and jogged over to the counter. "Want me to get them?" he asked. A part of him was thinking along the lines of the extra tip money, the other was solely focused on how attractive they both were.

He studied Anna as she looked at the seating chart behind the counter. "Well..." she murmured, almost disappointedly. "They are in your section." She pulled out two menus and handed them over. "Go for it."

Giving her a nod of gratitude, Cas headed over to the two men. It was then that he finally got a chance to study them better. The smaller of the two with the blond hair looked like a regular god. His sun-kissed skin and chiseled features made Cas's mouth run dry. The closer her got, he noticed the freckles that dotted his cheeks and nose. But it was his eyes that really made Cas's heart flutter like a hummingbird's wings. They were green like emeralds-the color alone brought him back to the cabin in the woods he and his brothers would visit in the summer. Those eyes were so green they reminded him of the forest-the wilderness. It took Cas a moment to get his thoughts in order as he handed over the two menus.

"My name is Castiel, and I'll be your waiter for the evening," he said in a low voice. Now that he had managed to break eye contact with the green-eyed god, he wasn't eager to reestablish it and get trapped in that daze again. So this time, he studied the other man. In Cas's opinion, the second man was not as attractive as the first. He was taller by an inch or two-and a great deal taller than Cas-and had long, brown hair that fell to his shoulders. The prickly beginnings of a beard were sprouting on his face and his blue-green eyes had a sort of lost, puppy-dog look to them. This second one wore a dark blue flannel shirt while the green-eyed god had on a leather jacket that smelled faintly of whiskey. "Can I get you two gentlemen started with something to drink?"

"Water for me, thanks," the taller one said with an appreciative nod.

"Jeez, Sammy, you're boring," the green-eyed god teased. He looked up at Cas then. Cas looked back out of habit and the pair locked eyes again. "What else you got besides water, Cas? I can call you Cas, right?"