Mariana Reads (And Reviews): Lovesick Baker

La Vie En Rose (And Every Single Other Cheesy Love Song In Existence)

(AN: I'm so, so, so, so, sorry that I'm one day late. I swear that I posted it, but apparently it didn't on Sunday. And I finished it on Sunday because I was busy with US History projects and I didn't have the time, so that's why I'm late! I have to remind you, this story's not mine, this amazing work was created by the one and only Fangirling_FTW_ , so check her stories out the moment you can! Oh, also, I'm not a robot (or an angel) so I'm imperfect and I make grammatical mistakes and I don't have a beta, so please, the moment you see an error, tell me, and I'll try to correct it.)

*dying because FLUFF!!!!!* After us literally passing away from happiness last chapter, we are sent straight back with Cas practically singing "I Just Can't Wait To Be With Dean", barely being able to wait for seven hours 'til they see each other again. Cas goes on a full-on nesting spree just to pass the time. I'm talking mopping, dusting, polishing (okay, okay, maybe not the last one). The whole works, all the while thinking about our favorite Smoking-Hot-Greek-God-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold, Dean Winchester, and he gets an epiphany. Most of the great memories (other than the start of their "friendship") of their relationship were after Charlie told Dean about her favorite OTP in the whole world, Destiel. He wonders if Dean was doing it consciously, getting closer to Cas even if it was not quite there where he wished to be with him, fighting his feelings at the same time, or if it was more an accident, a Freudian reaction. He finally realizes that even if they fought and struggled against their feelings, Destiel is Chuck's OTP, *menacing voice* and he will NOT let his ship sink. *returns to a cheery, ecstatic tone of voice* Cas, preparing himself for the official meeting of the brother,and he is so nervous to impress Sam yet again that he takes an absurdly long amount of time to dress up, already being 5 o'clock and having not decided what to wear for his first official date with Dean ('Cause let's be honest, every time they were together was technically a date.) Cas then gets a call from Dean... While he's still in his underwear... *smirks* Well, Dean starts calming Cas down, telling him that everything's going to be alright, that Sam already sees him as a brother. Cas also tells Dean that he can only imagine what Dean's passing through right at that moment, not only telling your brother you are starting to date your best friend, but also finally coming out of that beloved wardrobe where they are now having a farewell party for Dean with the Pevensie siblings, Mr. Tumnus, Aslan, The Beavers, all the works. Dean tells Cas that it's the right thing to do because he could never lie to Sam, and after he says that he feels so fluffy and sweet because of that chick-flick that he is having diabetes, Cas quipping back that he should get all the sap of a maple tree to be in front of Sam. *smirks and has a sly look on her face* Dean then asks Cas what he is doing, to which Cas responds with: "I'm struggling with the existential crisis of dressing up for a date" although not in the same words exactly. Dean then asks Cas what he was wearing, starting to sweet talk him unto death. *becomes flustered* And I might add, it's hot. Dean then explains himself with this:

{"So? Can you fault me for meeting this gorgeous guy, with beautiful blue eyes, and wanting to feel him again?" Castiel felt his pulse flutter in his chest. "Feel his body underneath me as I slowly make love to him?" Castiel moaned, he couldn't stop it even if he tried. His knees gave way and he sat on the edge of his bed, falling back against his pillows and the pile of clothes.}

*redder than a tomato* Oh Dear Chuck! I will die before I finish this fic, will I not? Cas then tells Dean that he is reconsidering his thoughts on their sex life, to which I say: "No shit, Sherlock. He's Dean Fucking Winchester and his abs have been shaped by Chuck himself!" And what starts is practically my version of the "Hallelujah Choir" only it's a lot more sinful. They start talking about what they'd like to do to each other if they were there and it's all just... *sighs* Perfect. Top it all off with a Subby-Bottom Dean Winchester and I'm literally praying. No really: *out of breath* Our Chuck, Who Art In Earth, Hallowed Be Thy Ships, Thy Characters Come, Thy Will Be Blessed In All Of Earth As It Is Full Of Fandom. Give Us Our Daily Destiel, And Forgive Us For Killing Gabriel, As We Forget We Did That And Revive Him Every Time We Can, And Lead Us Right Into Temptation As Is Is There Where The Smut Resides. Amen, Amen, Amen! Hallelujah! *regains her composure* Well... After *cough cough* that, Cas tells Dean that he doesn't know if this is just going to make things either easier or harder for dinner, something that Dean agrees with, saying their goodbyes. But then... *anger at such a scale that it makes it look like the Apocalypse was fun and games for the Winchesters* Dean Nefertiti Winchester!!!! Why the actual fucking shit did you not tell Cas about your deep, Apocalypse-stopping, world-changing, barrier-breaking, universally-known love?!? *maniacal smile* I don't know exactly where you are but I will find you, and I will put you in such pain that Purgatory will seem like child's play. *scared of herself and retaking her senses* .................So, that happened.