"whatever. seriously, how much?" dean shook his head. "can't tell. i can order a new one, it'll come by," he counted on his fingers. "tuesday. so, five days, hopefully." five days?! "i– i can't wait that long," he murmured. "i have stuff to do."
"can't call a cab?" dean asked, writing something on a pad, probably about his car. "i could. i'd rather not, though." he shrugged. "understandable. wanna ride home?"
"the first day we've met, and you already wanna take me home." cas winked.
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flower || destiel
Fanfiction"who are you?" "castiel. who are you?" -purposely lowercase [completed]
