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Chapter 3

"Hey Sammy," Dean calls into the apartment, "Sorry I'm late, got caught up at work with uh, a customer."

"It's fine, I got a late start on dinner anyway," the youngest Winchester shrugs. "You? Late?" Dean questions, stepping into the kitchen after he strips from his jacket.

"Yeah. I was at my...friends house," he says unsure. Is Castiel my friend? He isn't really my boyfriend..

"Uh-huh, "friend"," his older brother air quotes, "Anyway, my customer was smokin'."

"Dean," Sam chuckles, "If you hit on all of your customers they're going to stop coming back."

"Please," he smirks, "He was flirting right back."

Somehow neither of them put two and two together. Cas had to go pick up his car..Dean got held up with a customer. Gabe told Dean his brother had an overgrown boyfriend with lushes brown hair.

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Gabriel turns his head from the microwave to the opening door, watching his brother step into view. "Does it really take that long to pick up a car?"

"Not that its any of your business..but yes."

"Really? Dea–" Gabe clears his throat quickly, "That guy seemed to know what he was doing. Figured it would be done on time," he corrects himself, Castiel not catching his mistake. "Well he was busy with another vehicle."

"You know you can tell me if you were out with your little boy toy," Gabe smirks. "Don't call him that..and I wasn't. He had to get back to his place to cook dinner for his brother." A little bit of guilt washes over the man, remembering how sweet Sam is to him and he's flirting with a random guy.

Sounds familiar. Gabe shrugs just as the microwave dings. "It's too bad I don't have a little brother that would cook me a homemade meal," he sighs dramatically. "Gabriel, you can very well cook your own meals."

"But I work so hard."

With an eye role, Cas scratches a day off the calendar, sighing when he sees his schedule. "Speaking of work, I have to get up at six tomorrow. I expect you'll keep it down?"

"I expect you'll stop talking to me like I'm your teen son," Gabriel mocks back. "I will when you stop acting like a teenager, Gabriel."

"Okay mom."