Keeping It Professional (Destiel AU Fanfiction)

Chapter 20

A/N: This book just reached 800 reads! Omg I didn't expect so many people to enjoy this book! Thank you all for reading this!

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Dean's eyes go wide in shock and he lightly pushes Lisa off of him. He sees a bucket in the corner of the closet and picks it up. He walks over to Cas and holds the bucket under his face.

Cas vomits into the bucket for what seems like hours, but was probably only a couple of minutes.

Dean lightly rubs his back, telling him it's okay and to let it all out. Once Cas is done, he lifts his face from the bucket and Dean can tell that he's pale and he has a sullen look on his face.

"Oh Cas-" Dean says.

"I'm sorry." Cas says.

"Your fine, Cas. Your fine. How about I take you home, huh?" Dean offers.

Cas nods in response, and Dean leads him out of the closet. He turns around back at Lisa, who is sitting in the closet with a disgusted look on her face. "Could you get a janitor to clean this up?" He asks, but leaves before waiting for her to answer.

Dean calls a cab and him and Cas get in. "I'll take you to my place so I can keep watch over you."

Cas shakes his head "No. I want to go home and be alone." He says, then tells the cab driver his address.

The car starts and they sit in silence on the ride to Cas's place.

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When the cab stops at Cas's apartment building he immediately puts his hand on the door handle and opens the door, ready to get out, but a hand on his arm stops him.

Cas looks around to find Dean, his head messy and his tie crooked. "Hey, Cas, I'm sorry-"

"Stop." Cas said firmly and yanked his arm back. "Just stop." He gets out of the car and slams the door, leaving Dean to pay for the cab.

When he gets in his apartment, he falls to the floor and cries. Choked sobs make its way out of his mouth and his entire body hurts.

It takes him what feels like hours until he finally stops crying and stands up. He walks to his room and lays on his bed, not bothering to change out of his tux, which now felt like liquor and throw up.

This was all a disaster. And Dean-Dean was with Lisa when he should have been with me. Cas thinks, tears making their way down his cheeks and onto his pillow. It should have been me.

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"Thanks." Dean says and hands the cab driver the money for the ride, then gets out and makes his way to his apartment.

When he walks in he's not sure what to do. He walks around aimlessly, unsure what to do or think. He had made out with Lisa in a closet, and then Cas had walked in on them and thrown up.

I'm such an idiot. Dean thinks, slumping into his couch. It should have been Cas, not Lisa. It should have been Cas.