Pretty Boy // Destiel

36. Shhh, Quiet Now.

Hey hey hey it's ur gay.

School's got me looped and exhausted 24/7 but suddenly I was very inspired to update. Anyway I don't know where this is going anymore so if you've got ideas let me know. But here's smut filler.

Dean.

Working more got rid of one of my bigger worries: providing a stable life for Sam and I, plus a little extra spending money.

And better yet Castiel and I were 100% again. . .

I stopped daydreaming a moment and went back to hanging some dress coats on a rack, counting down the time I could leave work and go home to Sam and see Castiel tonight.

I went to the storage room and got out a box of ties that I needed to put out and was just in the middle of doing it when the door bell chimed and I heard footsteps coming into the shop.

"Hello, welcome. What do you need help-"

"Dean!" I recognized the voice immediately as Castiel's and my head snapped up.

"Cas, what are you doing here?" I was confused but grateful he was here.

"I was out shopping," he motioned to all the bags on his arm, some from his favorite dresses shop and others bags from shoe places. "And remembered you were on shift so I had to see you."

"Okay, what's wrong? You seem rushed." My eyebrows went together and I gently grabbed his arms.

"My dad is coming home today and wants you to have dinner again, tonight, and I just wanted to warn you not to ruin it again." His tone was slightly stressed and annoyed.

"Aw man, tonight?" I sighed, and then realized what he was saying. "Wait, not ruin it again? I thought last time was good."

"Not you making risqué jokes!" He gently thumped his fist against my chest.

"You have to admit, they were great." I winked and he huffed.

"Not in front of my dad, but they were."

I nodded. "I promise I won't do that again. Is it still okay to stay the night?"

"Yeah He said that was fine, but you know the rules." He sighed gently.

"I know, I know. Absolutely no touching at all."

He rolled his eyes.

"I promise it will be great, okay? Don't worry."

He nodded, relaxing as he hugged me. "Do you want to see later what I got?" He shook the bags on his arm.

"Of course I do, babe. I'll see you later. I have to get back to work."

He pouted slightly but was fine after I kissed him. "See you later, Dean."

I watched him walk out and then went back to my boring job of stocking the shop.

~*~

Eventually work ended and I was making my way home to shower and get ready. Castiel wanted me there by 6 pm so that I would be there right as his dad was finishing cooking, which gave me exactly an hour to get ready and there.

I rinsed and washed off quickly, did my hair, and then got dressed.

I wore a simple flannel and nice jeans with my boots. It wasn't too much but it wasn't bad either. Then I got my overnight bag ready.

"Alright, Sam! Charlie will be over soon! Be nice, and listen to her!"

"Yeah, whatever, Dean! I know! Have fun!" He shouted back as I was walking down the stairs to my car.