Angel Cafe

When Dean had said 'go out to get drinks' I didn't think of him to actually bring me out to a bar. We pulled into a deserted looking bar with only two cars in the lot, not including ours.

He killed the engine and looked over at me. "I hope you don't mind a bar, I'm low on money and this place seemed always dead." He smiled at me.

"Yeah, it's whatever you want." I let myself out of the car, not wanting him to do it for me again. He got out after I closed the door and walked around the car to get him. I kept my hands shoved in my coat pockets, keeping them from freezing off. Dean copied my idea, keeping one arm out to wrap around my shoulders.

He looked down at me and smiled, I tried to smile back without blushing and looking away but I was unsuccessful. He pushed his mouth against my head when I looked away, not exactly a kiss, but close to it.

I let him drag me into the bar, a busty blonde bartender was behind the counter smacking her gum loudly, like one of those seventeen year old diner women except this women looked well over forty. Dean took his arm off of me to open the door, escorting me in as if we were at some fancy restaurant.

We picked two seats far, far away from an old man who looked like he wanted to try to rape me. I looked at him with concern, moving faster to catch up with Dean and grab his sleeve. I didn't want to do anything that would make him uncomfortable so I tried keeping things subtle.

He motioned for me to take the seat next to him as I saw the blonde come down towards us. She leaned heavily over the counter, clearly ignoring me and keeping all of her attention on him. I sat awkwardly next to him, dropping my hand from his sleeve and messing with the buttons on my coat.

Her shirt was low and she was obviously hoping for him to look down, I didn't check to see if he did or not. I could tell me was watching me though, knowing the girl wasn't taking her eyes off of him.

"What would you like, sweetie?" She spoke sweetly, at least that's what she thought. She sounded like shes been smoking for most of her life, I could even tell that, underneath her unnecessary amount of perfume, she was a smoker. I looked up and Dean smirked at her, taking my hand in his on my lap.

"Two blue moons for my boyfriend and I." The women looked horrified and disappointed at the same time. I kept my cool until she lazily pushed herself away from us. Once she had gone away, I stared at Dean with my jaw open.

"Boyfriend?" This was our first date, I don't remember agreeing to this!

But all he did was laugh and let go of my hand. "Oh calm down, Cas. I didn't want to just blurt out how I'm gay, I wanted to mess with her." He smiled and I couldn't help but return it. The women came back moments later, not even looking at us when she dropped the drinks in front of us.

I smiled a little to Dean, happy she was leaving us alone now. I didn't want her all over him while we were talking.

I put the cup up to my mouth, swallowing a few mouth fulls before putting it down to breathe. He was watching me smiling, not even having touched his drink yet.

I raised an eyebrow. "What are you smiling at?" His smile was contagious was all I could think as a smile slowly spread across my own face.

He held his hand up with his hand know. "You have really nice eyes." His voice was smooth like water. My face heated up and I swallowed down more beer in hopes to hide myself. He laughed at me. "I hope you don't find that strange, I just realized how nice they are."

My eyes did get complimented quite a lot due to how purely blue they are. It never crossed my mind as to why people liked them so much, I never found them very appealing. Of course, they were my own so why would I have?

He took his first sip, taking down more then I did when I first drank it. "You wanna stay here or go back to my place?" I forced down the rest of my drink, losing my interest in its taste. "I'm not ask for you to do anything for me, just hang out." He smiled sweetly, causing me to become much more comfortable then before.

"Yeah, we should go to your place." I pushed my cup away and watched as he took down the rest of his, taking a deep breath after and getting up. He left a twenty, not bothering to look at the actual price, which was only five for each beer. Was he trying to show he was rich?

I shrugged it off and followed him to his car, realizing how little time we spent in there. "Actually," I piped up just as he opened the drivers door. He stopped to look at me. "I wanna go somewhere, do you wanna stop at the store and grab a six pack or something?" I shrugged uncomfortably, playing with the ends of my sleeves.

He laughed. "Where ever you wanna go Cas is good to me." He plopped down into the seat, starting the car engine. I looked down and smiled, getting into the passenger side door.

It was only a few minutes waiting in the car while Dean ran in to grab some beer for our night together. I requested anything that wasn't blue moon or spotted cow. He brought out two six packs of Heineken in each hand, I happily took the two and held them as I directed him to a lake just outside of New York City, wanting desperately to get out recently but never given the chance to.

We pulled up and he killed the engine once more. I smiled as the soft playing of Metallica turned into the silence of a lake in the dead of night. I noticed Dean watch me as I got out and leaned up against the front of the car, setting the six packs onto the hood.

He followed my movements and almost jumped up onto the hood, patting the spot next to him. I looked at him, almost seeing if he was being honest, when he patted it again I carefully pushed myself up.

We were both relaxed against the windshield when we popped open two bottles and clinked them together. I held the bottle next to me as I relaxed myself even more, closing my eyes and taking in all the sounds around us.

"Where'd you get the name Cas?" I blurted out, almost shocked at myself.

"Just something that popped into my head I guess. Why? Is something wrong with it?"

"Heh.. No, I like it." I looked up at him. "Besides my sister, no ones called me it so I was trying to figure out if you heard her say it or something."

"Who's your sister..?" His head cocked a little to the side and I laughed.

"The red head girl who works at the cafe with me."

"Oh!" Realization struck him face. He took another sip of his beer, looking out at the lake. A few seconds after, he looked at me. "I thought that was your girlfriend or something, but I noticed you checking me out while you took my order." He winked at me and I knew my face was beating red now.

I downed the beer I was on and opened another, wanting to drink away my embarrassment.

We were silent for a long time, occasionally asking each other about the other, that didn't start until we each had at least three beers. As we consumed more and more beer, we got more and more comfortable with each other.

We were soon down to the last two beers, we didn't notice until we popped them open and the pack fell off the car. I giggled at it being a bit drunk, whereas Dean seems completely sober. I didn't drink a lot so having six was a lot for me.

"Hey Dean?" He looked down at me.

"Yeah?"

"Was this... a date..?" I hesitated on asking, terrified of what his reply was going to be.

"If you wanted it to be, then yes." I smiled and sat up, moving closer to him. My drunk mind took over, and I couldn't help myself.

"Can I try something?" Dean knew I was drunk though.

"Cas, are you sure you want to do this?" He held my face with one of his hands and I bit my lip smiling, nodding my head quickly. Of course I wanted to, did I ever have the confidence for doing this? No, so I was going to take this opportunity.

I pushed my mouth against his, having not had someone like this in a very long time. I missed it, a lot. I heard his beer as it fell off the car and shatter just so he could put both hands onto my face.

I licked his bottom lip slowly, getting into his lap without thinking. His hands moved from my face down to my waist, I took one of my hands and pushed them farther down so he could squeeze my ass, which he gladly did.

I felt sobriety coming back each mindless opened mouth kiss we did. Finally I couldn't take it, I rubbed my crotch against his, hearing a slight moan come from his mouth into mine. I smiled wickedly, sticking my tongue into his mouth, dying for a taste.

We twisted our tongues together as it got more and more heated. I was pretty much riding him when his moans got louder. I pulled away and moved my hands down to his crotch, slowly undoing his pants.

"Cas... We shouldn't... Not here..." I grabbed his dick from outside of his pants, causing him to close his eyes and put his head back, moaning. He pushed my hand away and I stopped. "Cas, please." He pulled my body closer and we shared a long kiss. "I don't want you to do this right now." He smiled and I gulped down fear.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, terrified. I looked up into his eyes. Oh how I loved them so much.

"No! No, you were pretty damn good honestly, but I don't want anything you'll definitely regret tomorrow morning." I looked down and grabbed his jacket zipper, nervously playing with it.

"Okay, yeah I understand..." I said quietly. He took my face in his hands and pulled me into another kiss.

"Do you want to spend the night tonight?" I smiled at his attempt to spend more time with me, even though I lived right next door.

"Sure..."

"Alright," He smacked my ass playfully before gently pushing me off. I got off the hood and we were soon on our way home, not bothering to clean up our mess.

It didn't take long to get home, he helped me into his apartment, dropping me into his bed. I forced my shoes off and he helped me get my coat off. I fell asleep quickly, leaving the rest of my outfit on while curled up under the blankets.

I woke up around three, only being asleep for maybe four hours. I sat up, Dean was soundlessly sleeping next to me. I smiled tiredly and got up, getting completely undressed, leaving on my boxers and my shirt, but keep it open.

Before I fell asleep, I curled myself up against Deans side figuring it was fine after everything that happened not long ago. I closed my eyes, ready for sleep. Right before I fell asleep though, something started to move.

"Goodnight, Cas.." Dean wrapped me up in his arms and held me closely. I'd never slept better then I did that night.

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BANG! BANG! BANG!

That's all I could hear, loud banging pounding from ear to ear. I barely got my eyes open before I knew I had spent the entire night with Dean. His bed smelled just like he did, and I couldn't get over that. I smiled deeply, gripping at everything I could and shoving it to my face so I could just swim in it.

The pounding stopped and I heard mumbling coming from the living room, the sound of sizzling filling my ears now as well as the sent of pancakes. I didn't take Dean as the kind of breakfast-in-bed-the-next-morning type of guy. I pushed myself up, my eyes sleepily open, glaring at the door that was barely open.

The mumbling stopped and the door closed. I gave up on caring what was going on, knowing it was probably someone Dean knew, probably his brother or something. I sunk back into his sheets not seconds before he pushed open the door. "Cas?" He mumbled, walking towards me. I had my head facing away from the door. He sat down on the bed next to me, leaning over and kissing the side of my head lightly.

I looked up at him innocently, hoping he wasn't about to kick me out. I could still barely open my eyes at this point. "Good morning." I smiled, returning the kiss onto his cheek.

"Uh, you have a visitor." He said, taking my hand and entwining our fingers, rubbing my head with his thumb lightly. I looked at him, highly confused. "I think it's your sister...?" He mumbled, I rolled my eyes before closing them and slumping down, face first, into the pillows.

"Tell her to go away!" I yelled, still barely able to be heard.

He hesitated, "She's in the living room..." I groaned loudly and stayed laying for a minute before rolling out of bed as Dean got up and walked out, scrambling to tend to the breakfast he had forgotten about. I stood up, buttoning some of my shirt up, just enough so I wasn't completely naked in front of my sister.

I walked out into the living room, scratching my head and yawning so big I almost fell over. I smiled at Anna hoping that would make her anger go away. She sat straight up on the couch with her arms crossed over her chest tightly and her legs crossed even tighter as if one of the gay guys in the house hold was planning on looking up it.

The second she saw me her body bolted up and she stomped towards me. My eyes flicked to Dean, who had his back to us while he was flipping pancakes and trying to turn bacon over without messing up. I looked back at Anna who was only inches from my face now, snapping me awake. She was older, but she was quite a few inches shorter then I was so she wasn't completely terrifying, I still towered over her. It was pretty funny honestly.

"What the hell do you this you're doing?!" She was scream-whispering, just quiet enough for Dean not to hear but loud enough to show how angry she was with me.

I shrugged for lack of better words. "I dunno, I got drunk last night and-" She didn't even let me finish. Her eyes were almost popping out of her head now.

"He got you drunk!?" There was so much emphasis on the word 'drunk' I thought it was going to eat me like a lion would. "Cas! I told you to have fun! Not get drunk and sleep with a guy you literally just met!" I straightened my face so I looked stronger.

"Anna, you are not my mother. I will do what I want, I'm older now, I am not a child anymore. And, for the record, we didn't sleep together, okay? I just spent the night." She huffed in anger a few times, at a loss for words, before spinning around and stomping out the door, slamming it shut behind her.

I stared at the door for awhile, not even noticing the fact that Dean jumped at the sudden slam, dropping a pancake onto the kitchen floor. "Shit..." I walked over to him, giggling as he struggled with getting the burning thing off the floor. He finally decided to use the spatula and tossed it, throwing the spatula into the sink and smiling at me, turning the stove burner off and setting the pan into the sink too. "I hope you don't mind eating alone, I didn't make enough for both of us."

I slid over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist while he had his back towards me. I leaned into him, pulling him closely to my body wanting to never let go. He covered my hands with his own, entangling our fingers together. I got up onto my tippy-toes and kissed his ear, "I don't mind as long as you lay with me." I left a trail of kisses from his ear to the back of his neck before just holding my mouth against his back.

He gently pushed me off of him to turn around and pull my into an unexpectedly deep kiss. I couldn't help but smile into the kiss when I wrapped my arms around his neck because he grabbed me and pulled me up onto the counter, taking his place between my legs. I scooted closer to him, forcing my tongue past his teeth as he grabbed my ass at the perfect pace. Not to fast, not to slow.

I started moving my hips into his and he laughed, ending the kiss slowly, pushing our heads together. "Slow down there, I haven't even given you breakfast yet." I huffed childishly after he moved, knowing I had to jump down. He waited until I did before handing me my plate of three pancakes and only a few slices of bacon with two toasted breads.

I made my way over to the couch once more, sitting down carefully, not wanting to spill anything, setting the plate down onto the coffee table as he handed me a mug full of what smelled like hot green tea. I took a sip, choking on how hot it is before setting that down too so Dean could get into a comfortable position without causing me to drop anything hot on myself.

The entire morning was surrounded by feeding Dean food while pretending to pay attention to whatever was playing on the tv. No matter how many times he said he wasn't hungry, I still pushed my food into his mouth and he took it without caring.

The only thing I noticed, not at the time obviously, was that Sam wasn't there. I hoped Dean didn't kick him out into a crappy motel for the night thinking he'd get laid. But the more I thought about it, the less likely that would be.

I tried to get Dean to get me off, but he told me no. I was utterly confused as to where his brother was.