The Bodyguard (is the Omega)

7.

Dean had warned him the video was going to be filmed on a closed set. It was Castiel who insisted he still needed to be there, even though the whole shoot will just be Balthazar the director and Gadreel the co-star. Diligently Castiel checked the set over personally. The location was a condo, one of those converted warehouse suites, with high ceilings and moody monochromatic colour scheme. The huge living space was completely cleared except for an enormous bed. Castiel examined it in detail then spent the rest of the morning carefully averting his eyes from it. A small crew of lighting and camera people set up the equipment and then cleared out. Balthazar turned up at around 10 am, Crowley in tow. The two discussed the shoot for a while, Crowley looking more snide even than usual.

"It's a big risk, but Squirrel is adamant he wants to come out and nuzzle another alpha in a music video."

"It's his call love," Balthazar answered. "It's 1992 and not every alpha has to be a masculine prick. Dean'll look amazing in this and the song's good."

Dean came into the room, freshly showered and in a bathrobe. Castiel's eyes widened when he realised Dean was absolutely naked underneath it. Balthazar and Crowley didn't react much to the scandalous state of Dean's nudity beneath his clothing. Dean and Balthazar went through the shooting sequence.

Just before the shoot began, Balthazar turned around to Castiel, standing in silence by the wall, staring at Dean.

"Hello gorgeous, did I shoot you for Italian Vogue last year?" Balthazar asked.

Castiel shook his head.

"Paris Fashion Week?" Balthazar looked confused. "Dean, where do I know this stunning omega from?"

Dean looked up from the bed, where he was sprawling out into position. "Uh, you don't know Cas. He's new."

"Oh, delightful," Balthzar lifted his camera, the zoom clicking as he focused on Castiel. "He's just all eyes and cheekbones, where did you find him?"

"Cas is Sam's friend, they used to work together," Dean said. "Oh, these sheets feel so soft on bare skin."

"Only the best for you darling."

Castiel might have been strong willed but even he couldn't resist looking over at Dean. The robe was in a heap and Dean balled it up as he climbed beneath the sheets.

"Headsup Cas!" Dean laughed and pegged the robe at him.

Castiel caught it with one hand. Dean's scent was all over it. Carefully, Castiel placed it on a chair as if he had caught a grenade.

"Thought your bodyguard was coming?" Balthazar made conversation as he started testing the lights, flashing them using remote control. "Where's Ketch?"

"He's back at the house with Jack," Dean said. "Don't worry, Cas is here, he can watch my back."

Balthazar laughed like that was a funny thing for Dean to say.

Dean rolled onto his front, the sheets tangled around his hip. Balthazar made an approving sound.

"He'll do more than that," Balthazar chuckled, his voice turning professional as he gestured toward Castiel. "Okay Cassie, you can get in now. Keep the suit on, it's cute."

Dean froze. Castiel could see Dean going crimson in all the camera viewfinders strewn around the room. The vivid red flush started on his face and rushed all the way down to his toes.

"The ... the bodyguard is the omega," Dean stuttered.

Balthazar put the camera down. He looked at Castiel. Castiel shot him an impassive look and went to sit down in an armchair.