Sunnyside Cafe

Plaid Suits

"Dean, I'm bored." Cas said flopping down on the couch. He smirked at him and leaned against the wall

"well, we could go get groceries"

Cas sighed

"we could go work out"

Cas was silent

"oooor we could go to the fancy place down the street and get pretty suits for our wedding which is in two months that we still haven't planned for" Cas sat up and smiled

"really?"

Dean walked over to him and played with his hair "why not?"

"we don't have money for that, Dean!"

He sighed and sat down beside him

"I have enough money to get you a nice suit and whatever else you want from there" Cas frowned

"what about you?"

Dean pulled Cas into his chest "I don't need anything, I'd give you the clothes on my back right now if you didn't have anything to wear"

Cas sighed once again

"I want you to feel special on our day"

He cracked a beautiful half smile at Cas

"oh, I'll feel special enough once I see you walk down that aisle. Then I won't need anything else"

Cas punched Dean's shoulder "stop! You need to feel important on the day you get married"

Dean moved to where Cas was straddling him. "no Cas. Let's go get clothes for you and actually plan our wedding, okay?"

Cas frowned and leaned into Dean's chest. "okay".

He stayed there listening to Dean's heart beat, thinking about how  grateful he was that Dean was still alive after all he'd been through, Cas was marrying a truly strong man who would do absolutely anything to make him happy and he couldn't be more excited for September 13th

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"no I think this one suits you better" the stylist said as Cas posed in the mirror looking for the perfect suit.

"I don't know" Cas whined. Dean watched from the corner of the room admiring everything about the situation, they weren't very superstitious so they didn't care about them both being present

"I like the tightness of this one" he said rubbing his hands down his body

The stylist nodded and got out a few more suits of the same type in different patterns to get his opinion. There was one solid black one, one dark gray one with faint black lines in it that Cas hated and one that was dark gray with faint black plaid all over it and Cas couldn't take his eyes off of it.

"do you like any of these?" the stylist said, her accent was very strong and it was almost impossible to understand her but luckily he could. Cas nodded and pointed to the plaid one. Dean giggled from the corner as he was chewing on his nails watching Cas make his decisions. Cas looked at  Dean and mouthed "you like it?" Dean nodded and blushed. The lighting Dean was sitting in made him look even more beautiful than usual, his freckles were popping out along with his green eyes shining. Cas smiled and hopped on his tip toes in excitement.

She got the suit out of the plastic and handed it to Cas. "go try this on" she demanded. Cas hopped off the platform he was on and ran to the changing room. The stylist looked at Dean

"he seems like a lot of work"

Dean stopped biting his nails "what does that mean?"

She laughed slightly and walked over to him seductively