Both of Us

Stupid, Girly Coffee

The next day he woke up excited. He was ready to see Dean, to hold Dean's hand, to kiss Dean. He got out of bed and went straight to the closet to find an outfit that might impress Dean.

Then he remembered.

He had turned Dean down. He had said no, so he would be spending the day alone. Again. Part of him wanted to call Dean, wanted to tell him he would love to go anywhere with him. But he couldn't. He had already committed to 'Anna's birthday party.'

He didn't have any classes that day, so he just climbed back into bed and turned on the TV, flipping through channels before settling on Dean's favorite show, Dr. Sexy MD.

After lounging for a few hours, Gabe finally convinced him to get out. He threw on clothes that probably didn't even match and pulled a beanie over messy hair that he had no intention of combing. Gabe drove them to a local Starbucks at almost 8:00, but it was never too late for coffee in Cas' book.

He ordered a French vanilla latte, and Gabe a hot chocolate. Both were considerably girly drinks, but they were tired and gay and Cas didn't give a shit anymore. The coffee shop was so close to the college it was a pretty popular hangout. Even so, it was pretty empty, with only two other customers filling random booths.

Even though Cas had been sleeping all day, he was still pretty tired. So, instead of sitting opposite of Gabriel, he crawled into the same seat and rested his head on his shoulder as he sipped his latte. They were silent, Gabe humming along to the Madonna song on the radio, when Cas heard someone say his name.

His eyes snapped open and he heard it again. "Cas?" Turning, his eyes widened as he saw Dean standing there, on the verge of tears.

"Dean?" he asked, as though he didn't believe  his boyfriend was standing right in front of him. Gabe turned, too, opening his mouth to speak, but Dean just glared at him and said "Nice sleepover, Cas" before turning and marching out.

"Dean!" Cas shouted, angry at himself for lying and hurting Dean 

"Cas, you gotta go after him," Gabe said, surprisingly serious for such a sarcastic man. Cas didn't even answer him, running out the door in search of a familiar black Impala.