"where are we going?" castiel asked, now familiar to the oddly intoxicating smell of oil, coffee, cologne, and something sweet that was in dean's car.
"well," dean started. "you seem like the type who likes to read, so we're going to a book store."
"do i really seem that boring?" dean laughed. "no, you just have those wide eyes, filled with wonder and imagination." cas found himself smiling, and blushing once again.
YOU ARE READING
flower || destiel
Fanfiction"who are you?" "castiel. who are you?" -purposely lowercase [completed]
