Racecars And Romance

Racecars And Romance (part1)

Dean loved his job as a racecar driver. It gave him a thrill something to look forward to each day to get out any unwanted emotion. Whenever he was pissed he drove his baby out in an open field near his house. Whenever he was sad He drove her all the way to the track and did a few rounds there then went home. When he was hiding from his emotions like love, or jealousy, he drove for hours at the track. His solution to most emotions was to drive in speeds only his baby could go. He loved it.

Today Dean woke up with a good attitude and a bright shiny day ahead of him. They were getting a new team member for the pit crew today, so Dean had to get down there early to meet him and get to know him a bit. He pulled his blankets off his body and sat up. It was still a bit dark, he blinked his eyes and stared at the alarm clock. 4 o'clock, its an hour before he would originally wake up. The air in the room has a slight chill to it, especially since he is in nothing but his boxers. Dean makes his way over to light switch then to his closet. He puts on a simple outfit of light jeans that clung to him in a pleasant way and a fitting black T-shirt. Slipping on his black converses he starts walking out to his kitchen where he makes himself eggs and bacon with a cup of orange juice It's lonely here... Dean thinks to himself as he eats in silence. He finishes the last sips of his orange juice and grabs his keys, throwing his leather jacket on. Time to go to the track.

When he pulls in at the track its 5:09. A yawn escapes his mouth as he climbs out of the car and walks into the office, where his new pit crew member should be waiting. I hope they're cute Dean thinks as he pulls the door open. Green eyes met Blue, sending a slight chill down Deans back. God damn, I didn't mean hot as hell.. "Hello, I'm Castiel" The smaller man spoke in a professional voice, holding his hand out. "Dean." he shakes the hand in front of him. The hand that was just in his is now running through dark hair and Dean's eyes linger a little while, as if trying to memorize the simple movement. "So welcome to the team, Cas!" Dean says with a wide smile breaking his face. Castiel smiled wide at the new nickname. "I like that nickname.." he speaks playing with the paper in his pocket. "We'll put it on your team jacket then!" Dean says looking over to his manager at the desk, who just happened to be his brother. "Here that Sammy? We need to get Cas here settled into the team. order that new suit and jacket as soon as ya can..I'm gonna go show him the track." "Alright, Dean...don't break him though." "Come on Sammy! You know I won't hurt a team member! Let's go Cassy" Cas smiled and followed Dean out of the office to the elevator.

"This is my baby." Dean spoke running a hand over the metal. "Its beautiful." Cas spoke still standing some distance away from the car. "Get in. The best way to experience the track is from inside my baby." "Oh no, I'm okay. I don't have a helmet.." "I've got an extra. come on! I won't hurt you I promise." "...Okay.." Dean grabbed both helmets and helped the new crew member into the car then got in himself. "Ready?" "I guess.." Dean started out slow, then started picking up speed. Cas grabbed onto his legs tightly as Dean started yelling out a series of "wooooo!!! fuck yeah!!!! freedom mother fucker do you speak it!?!" Cas laughed at the last one and Dean couldn't help but smile at the laugh when it hit his ears. When the car finally stopped Dean removed his helmet and looked over to Cas with a smirk on his face "So?" "That was so fun!" Cas said excitedly as he removed his helmet. "I guess that means you would want to do this again?" "Hell yes! oh my gosh I cursed I'm so sorry." "Don't be sorry for cursing. I do it all the time."

After a long day of Practicing time, changing oil, signing sponsorships, and teaching Cas the ropes, he finally makes it home. Why does he have to be attractive and have an amazing personality? Dean asks himself in his head. I can't start getting feelings. Besides...He's probably not gay...Sammy doesn't even know I'm bi.. He keeps thinking about the lunch he had with the dark haired blue eyed man. This is going to be a fun ride.