Hopelessly Hopeful- A Destiel Fanfiction [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13

🌹c h a p t e r 13🌹

...

Dean was to say at the very least, he was relieved at Castiel's response of his gift. He didn't know what he would do if Cas didn't like it. It would be very embarrassing for one. But after they had gone home, Cas' brothers came along and surprisingly, Sam was with Gabriel. Lucifer actually made a comment on how happy Castiel looked and Asia brought Cas so many Beetles tracks, Cas was over whelmed.

"I told her that you loved the Beetles," Michael had explained when Cas gave him a questioning glance.

At the end of the day, Dean was glad how everything turned out, and let's just say that that night, Cas rewarded Dean in so many ways.

But the next day, it was back to work. Castiel had made him lunch which was a sandwich with the bolognese left overs and an apple. He loved it. He loved actually belonging to someone and not just sleeping around. Those days were lonely and dark, but then Cas came along, everything was starting to fall into place. He knew that if his mother were to see him now, she would be so proud. Dean's father on the other hand, he completely disowned him when he found out that Dean was a bisexual, but Dean didn't care, because in his heart, he knew his mother was there supporting Dean, so he left and Sammy followed.

"Morning, Garth," Dean greeted hi co-worker at the hardware store. Garth was a character; very scrawny and tall, but he didn't seem to mind. The air of him was very... macho.

"Morning, amigo," he replied with a smile. "Just a normal day today. Stocks came in yesterday. Me and Jo sorted it out, so don't sweat it. So how was your man's birthday yesterday?"

"Dude, it was amazing. One day, I'm gonna marry that man," Dean smiled to himself. It was his turn to run the till again.

"Hey, Dean."

The voice sounded sickly familiar, high and feminine. Dean sighed and turned towards the voice and forced a smile on his face. "Hello, Lisa."

"Hardware store? Really Dean?" She mocked, looking around at the place, her nose scrunched in disgust. "I thought you were better than this."

"Did you just come here to mock me, Lisa?"

"Of course not. I heard that Singers Auto closed down and ol' Bobby told me I'd find you here."

Dean shifted uncomfortably. "Lisa," Dean warned. "I'm in a relationship now."

"So I've heard. The scrawny little Novak boy, no?"

"His name is Castiel," Dean spat through gritted teeth.

"Whatever," she waved her hand in dismissal, "I've come here to offer you a job."

Dean froze. Lisa's dad owned a massive repair company and it was very hard to get a job there. There was only a hand picked few that was trusted in repairing the cars and everyone else just sorted out the paperwork, but they were highly recommended by so many celebrities.

"Why do you care?" Dean asked.

"Dean, I'm not cold hearted. I know you're struggling and I know you hate living off of other people, especially little Castiel, so I want help."

Dean knew that Lisa wasn't doing from the goodness of her heart so there was something she wasn't telling him. Lisa knew how to play mind games and he didn't want to take any risks. So, he said, "What's in it for you?"