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Just The Right Shape

Sorry i took so long to update. But its worth the wait!!

( supernatural fanfic )

Summary: Dean wants to ask Cas out, but doesn't believe he should until he gets into better shape.

Dean finishes his last set of crunches with an explosive exhale. He sits up and catches his breath. "How on earth does Sam enjoy this? It just hurts" Dean thought to himself. But he was determined to push through due to two factors: the first was that Sam had given him a year-long membership to his gym for Dean's birthday, and Dean was determined not to let his brother's very nice gift go to waste. Sam had been constantly telling Dean that Cain's Gym was a nice, clean gym/yoga studio/physical therapy and massage place, people weren't judged or made fun of. It wasn't a "bro factory" where fit guys would compare muscle sizes all day.

Not that Dean didn't like fit guys. He just didn't like douche nozzles who mocked people for coming into a gym when they didn't look like the models for the gym advertisements.

As if thinking the words "fit guys" had summoned him, Cas, one of the trainers who worked at Cain's Gym, as well as one of the nicest people in general, was making his way over to Dean.

Dean instantly straightened out his shirt, making sure that his stomach wasn't exposed, and wiped the sweat off of his face and neck.

Dean had a rather serious crush on Cas. When he had first walked into Cain's, Dean had been greeted by two people at the front desk, a tall red-headed woman who looked like she could crush your head with her thighs, and a man with the bluest pair of eyes Dean had ever seen. He had stood there, frozen until a hand was laid on his shoulder.

"Sir, are you alright?" A short brunette woman, another staff member of the gym according to her shirt, was standing beside Dean, talking to him. The other two at the front desk were also looking concerned. Dean snapped out of his stupor.

"Sorry, I um...I've never been in a gym like this before. It's completely different, even the smell is different."

All three staff members smiled. "That's what we have tried to create here at Cain's. A gym experience that is unlike any other." The shorter woman said.

"Well congrats, you have achieved that, and I've only just walked in." Dean said with a charming smile.

The smiles of the three staff members grew brighter.

"I take it this is your first time here." said the blue-eyed man.

Dean nodded. The man reached out his hand. "I'm Castiel, you can call me Cas." Dean shook Cas' hand. "This is Abadon", Cas gestured to the tall red-head, "and Hannah", he gestured to the shorter brunette woman. "We are some of the trainers who work here. Are you here as a guest, or are you interested in a membership?"

"Actually, I have a gift membership from my brother, Sam Winchester. I'm Dean Winchester." Dean said as he approached the front desk.

Abadon looked at her computer screen. "Dean Winchester. Yes, here you are. Now you'll have to fill out some paperwork, but you're in the system, so you can go ahead and pick out an empty locker in the men's bathroom and changing area to drop-off your stuff." Abadon said, nodding to the small bag Dean had slung over one shoulder.

"Sounds good." Dean said.

"Welcome to Cain's." Cas said with another bright smile.

And with that smile, Dean was gone.

Over the past four months, Dean had consistently visited Cain's, surprising Sam with how often he was there, and for the most part, he did like the atmosphere. It was very clean, the equipment was in good condition, there were studio rooms where classes on pilates, yoga, or other forms of fitness were offered, or you could just come into the main gym and workout. The water pressure in the men's bathroom was amazing, and the gym even had a section of rooms parsed off from the main area where massages were offered.