Blue Eyed Stranger [COMPLETE]

Chapter 26: Fat and Stocky

"I've text him." Gabriel says to Dean, putting his phone back inside his pocket. "What are we doing here again?" He asks, looking around the City at all of the retail outlets.

Sighing, Dean grabs his shoulder and turns him into one of the shops him and Cas visited before. "There is nothing that clothes can't fix."

"Uh, Dean..." Gabriel frowns, wandering into the store and being met with an array of suits. "Now really is not the time to be going on a shopping spree, I don't see how this is going to help patch up your relationship with-"

As Dean steers him to a counter, he's interrupted. "Hey, hi, hello," Dean murmurs, totally disregarding his words. He's speaking to a shop assistant.

Rolling his eyes, Gabe shuffles behind him, wondering why he's been forced on this trip with Dean. "Alright, ignore me." He adds sarcastically.

"Yes?" A girl dressed in red uniform answers Dean.

"I, I was wondering if you could uh, help me. I'm looking for someone." Dean says. "He's blonde, thin frame, about yay-high." He gestures a height slightly taller than himself. "He helped me out the other day, and I really love his taste." He tries to sound friendly, flustering a deep red.

"Luke?" The girl pouts suggestively, raising a brow to see if that's who he meant.

Dean's eyes widen. "Uh, yeah... maybe?"

"One moment." The girl disappears through a door behind the register.

Dean looks over his shoulder oddly at Gabriel, who is returning the weird stare. "What the hell are you doing?" Gabriel asks, although doesn't expect a reply from this obviously distracted Dean.

Met with the same assistant from the weekend prior, Dean tries to give a welcoming smile. "Hi, Luke is it?"

"Yes." The personal shopper nods.

"I was here... uh, last weekend with my friend, boyfriend," Dean stutters complicatedly, he's never said that before.

Luke hums at him. "The cute one, yeah I know exactly who you mean." He runs his palm down his sides with a slightly condescending smile.

"Yes, the cute one." Dean pouts, trying not to be sharp with him. Although, if he wants to say that again he might have to deliver a knuckle sandwich... "You helped him buy some really nice trousers he liked, I mean you got the size down to a T too."

"I remember." Luke shrugs in return. "Is he here again?" He peers over Dean's shoulder looking for Castiel hopefully, but grimaces when he sees Gabriel instead. Gabe huffs.

"I want to get more of that range you were uh, showing him. More colours, as vibrant as you can get, if you can. He, he likes colour. For him and, and for me." Dean says, struggling not to blush. "Would you be able to help me? I'm useless at sizes, colour is not my strong suit..."

"I can see that." Luke retorts sarcastically. "Of course I can help you, follow me."

He wanders to a different corner of the store, Dean and Gabriel on his heel. They see an array of colours that makes Dean wince uncomfortably.

"Please tell me that you're going to dress up like a rainbow." Gabriel utters, perching on a leather seat with an amused smirk.

Ignoring him, Dean sneers and faces Luke instead. "Can you just help me with absolutely anything and everything you think would suit Cas - uh, my boyfriend. I want him to have a wardrobe as big as mine and we, we gotta way until we get there." He pulls at his collar awkwardly.