Spanish Soaps and Burgers

"I don't understand. Why is Camilla so angry that Ricardo slept with Isabelle if she slept with the Mail-man?"

Dean groaned, rolling his eyes. "I told you man, Camilla wants Ricardo all to herself. She's jealous of Isabelle, and thinks that because Ricardo banged Isabelle that he doesn't love her! Haven't you been watching at all?"

Castiel's eyebrows were still scrunched together, and he was staring determinedly at the screen. "If she loves Ricardo, then why did she sleep with the Mail-man," he asked, still confused.

"Because the Mail-man is young and hot, and he brought her roses."Dean explained, eyes also glued to the screen, glancing briefly at Cas.

It was one of their downtimes between hunts, and the Winchesters had decided to head west. They were currently in Texas, which explained why there were only crappy Spanish Soaps on TV.

Castiel suddenly jumped. Dean whipped his head around, hand automatically going for his gun. "What! What's wrong Cas?!"

Cas looked at Dean with wide eyes. "My lungs are acting strange. What is happening?" suddenly he jerked and his eyes got even wider. "It happened aga-HUC!"

Dean laughed, replacing his gun and clapping Cas on his shoulder. "There's nothing wrong Cas! You've got hiccups! Here," Dean said as he got up to go to the grimy kitchen. Suddenly he spun back around, shouting "AHH" at the top of his lungs.

Cas just stared at him with his intense gaze. "What are you doing Dean? Why did you yell?"

Dean rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, one way to get rid of the hiccups is to be scared. You know, shock the hiccups out of you." As Cas violently jerked again, Dean sighed. "Well, guess that didn't work." He continued into the kitchen, getting a glass of water. Returning to the couch, he handed Cas the glass. "Here, drink this."

Castiel drank the water, and when he was done he sat with the most peculiar expression on his face. Dean glanced over at Cas and said, " Cas... Are you okay? You look constipated."

Cas shot Dean a look and said, "Yes. I was waiting to hiccup again. Bug it seems as though they have passed."

Castiel slowly relaxed into the dingy couch and soon both men were in grossed again in the Spanish soap opera. After a while, the show ended and another episode came on, but neither of them noticed. They had slowly been fidgeting closer during the show, and now their legs and shoulders almost touched. Cas shifted again and their shoulders touched. Both men were aware of this but neither moved.

Dean was especially aware of the heat radiating from Castiel's shoulder. While Cas was entirely focused on the drama happening on the TV screen, Dean had no clue what the people on the screen were saying or doing. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate, all he could focus on was the point where their shoulders met.

Suddenly the motel door opened. Dean violently jumped away from Cas, a guilty grimace on his face. Castiel on the other hand just sat there, gazing calmly at Sam, who gave Dean a strange look.

"I found a burger joint up the road a ways, but they didn't have take-out so we'll have to go there," Sam announced.

Dean stood up from the couch hurriedly, and grabbed his jacket, shrugging it on. Turning around, he saw Cas still sitting on the couch in his ever-present trench-coat. "You coming Cas?"

"I do not require sustenance," replied Cas. Dean's face feel slightly. Not enough to notice, but Castiel, staring at Dean as he often does, caught the change. "But I will go anyways," he relented. The corners of Dean's mouth twitched before he caught the keys Sammy had thrown at his head.

"Alright, let's go!" Dean said as he headed out the door.

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A/N~ Hi guys! This is for my friend DomesticDancer, for encouraging me to write it. :) And my other friend Giuli, who got me into Supernatural in the first place! :D

Thank you for reading this, as it says in the discription this is my first fanfic so yeah! :) Tell me what you think!

DESTIEL IS MY OTP <3