Cas Tries To Call For Dean.

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DEAN'S POV

8:02p. m.

"Nice place you've got, Cas." I said trying to smooth myself into the conversation.

"It is Dean. My boyfriend and I have been planning on getting a small place at least." He replied.

Wait, what the fudge?

"Whoa, hold up. Boyfriend?" I said quirking my eyebrows.

"Yes Dean. After... well after three months ago, I met Finn. I never thought it would be to this extent but he always wanted the best for me and so do I."

I didn't know what to say or feel. I know Cas and I never actually had any intimacy between us but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't feel any sort of jealousy because I did.

Cas didn't share too much of this Finn character and I was glad he didn't. Who knows how much more raged I would get.

Okay Dean, down to business.

"Cas, I-" I was cut short when Cas smashed his lips onto mine.

Whoa. WHOA.

I didn't get the chance to kiss back when he pulled away. I stared at him in shock. The kiss was unexplainable. No, I mean, really. It was so short, I couldn't even process what his lips felt like.

"Dean, before you say anything, you should know that I've been holding that back for a year now not knowing what to do. I know it's wrong but I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry." He said looking down at his feet.

Obviously, I'd never done this with a guy before, let alone Cas and I didn't know how to play it smooth. When it was with other girls, I wouldn't hesitate to do anything but when it came to Cas, I felt like a virgin. Really, no joke.

Just as I was about to react, the apartment door slammed open. A drunk guy with his long hair tied in a ponytail, walked in.

He clicked his tongue disapprovingly as he walked towards up.

"Oh, baby. Don't think I didn't catch you smooching Mr. Green Eyes, here. You're in so much trouble, babe." No sadness was traced in his voice. Instead, there was a sinical mock that coated his words.

He walked towards us even further when I walked over to Cas and blocked his path.

"Dean, Dean, where are you?" Cas asked.

What? I'm right here.

"Cas, what are you talking about?" I ask, slightly annoyed. This really isn't the time to play games now.

"Pretty boy vanished, pretty boy vanished." Finn (I'm guessing) slurred, mockingly.

What?

"DEAN! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Cas yelled.

Oh god, no. No way, no way.

Reaper's code 881.2

"No interfering with the death of soul. Immediate action will be taken to stop such actions."

"NO, CAS!" He can't hear me. I'm just invisible to him

And there I was as I watched Cas helplessly when Finn pulled out a pocket knife. There it was, the moment someone else's Cas gets stolen.

A/N THIS CHAPTER IS SUPER SHORT CAUSE MY ASSHOLE FRIEND LEGIT FORCED ME TO UPDATE. BLAME HER. I WAS LITERALLY HELD AT GUNPOINT. Thanks for reading, guys.

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