Angel Cafe

It's been a few weeks. A few weeks since Anna's spoken to me, a few weeks since I've slept in my own apartment, a few weeks since I've left Deans side. After the shower thing, we haven't been the same. I was more attaching, wanting to somehow always touching him, whether it was finger tip touching or full gripping onto shoulders and slamming our hips into each other.

I found out Sam didn't live with Dean, they were just very close, and the night I saw him drive away with Dean's car was because Dean was working on something for work so Sam offered to drive to the store and pick him up some things to eat seeing as Sam takes the bus everywhere because, I quote, is a 'hippie freak who wants to lower the risk of gassy blah blah in the air.'

Anna hadn't showed up for work after she stomped out of Dean's apartment, Dean visited the Cafe often and gave me money, even though I refused. He claimed that just because he was sleeping with the owner didn't mean he should get a discount.

We never really made it official either, it just kind of happened. We didn't want to be away from each other anymore. We helped each other get dressed in the morning, I couldn't help but check him out whenever he was walking out the door because damn his ass looked amazing in a suit.

Every morning he'd give me a stupid smile and a light kiss on my cheek before strutting out, leaving me to curl up under the blanket with the rest of his barely sipped coffee to wake me up. The worst part about Angel Cafe is that I had those few costumers who came daily, as if it was stitched into pavement in their routine, so I wasn't able to just not show up.

I locked Dean's apartment behind me as I made my way over to my apartment, I wasn't going to bring my work uniform into his apartment. Mine was for the working me, the careful, quite, Castiel who hadn't the world and everyone walking on it. Dean's apartment gave me a kind of... rush. A rush I haven't felt in a long time. I become careless and horny, I want to do everything with him whenever I enter his apartment. It was like my apartment brought the saint into me, but his brought out the devil in me and, to be frank, I much preferred the devil to take over.

I walked to work like always, fall was being winter very fast and I had to bundle up even more. I stole one of Dean's hoodies to make sure the warmth stayed with me in the freezing cold of a frosty morning. Don't get me wrong, I loved winter, but when you have to walk to work to lower your pay on gas, it kind of fucking sucks. Sometimes I'd drive to work but then I'd just leave my car in the parking lot for weeks at a time, not even bothering to make sure anything was stolen.

This morning was different. I hadn't brought my car home since I'd driven it to work the first day I met Dean and I thought about bringing it home tonight, change things up a little. But that wasn't the only thing that changed that day. I walked into the cafe and went into the kitchen without thinking, I needed my apron in case something spilled.

Sitting on a pile of coffee bean bags was Anna, filing her nails and watching me with the most pissed off look I'd ever received.

“What?” She snapped at me. I didn't realize I was staring at her until it was to late. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. “I came to talk about how stupid you are.”

“Are you serious, Anna?” I wasn't yelling, but my voice was sterner then I expected.

“Uh, yes? Why wouldn't I be?”

“You stop talking to me for over a month and you think you can just waltz in here and say you need to talk to me? Why the hell didn't you do this before today? You know where I live! You know who I've been with this whole time!” I couldn't hold back anymore. She pissed me off just as much as I had her. She wasn't allowed to do this, this was uncalled for.

“Cas, I'm here to tell you how big of a mistake you're making.” She paused and I knew she wasn't done. “And because I need a job.” I rubbed my face from nose down, trying to relax the anger out.

“Really.” Ever since we were younger she's always had to come to me for help, I was the older one and I needed to always make things better. I gladly would, without question! But it's gone to far now. “You're not getting the job back. I want my keys back.”

“Fine.” She threw the key and me and I caught it against my chest, stumbling back a little. “But you're being stupid Castiel.” She still hadn't move. Wait, I lied, she crossed her legs and folded her hands over her knees. “You are spending to much time with this guy and you don't even know him!”

I couldn't help but express my disbelief. “You are joking, right? I've spent every day with him and you think I don't know him? Anna, I knew you were low, but I didn't think you were low enough to make me feel like shit for finally liking someone.”

Anna huffed and I knew I won. She threw herself up and stomped out the back door trying to slam it but failed. I massaged my temples and turned around, grabbing the apron and tying it around my neck and hips. I didn't even need to think about it anymore, it was just a command thing now.

The day was slow but Dean brought some people from work with him today hoping it would cheer me up after texting him about how shitty it's been so far. They walked in laughing and it many more people then I expected to show up. I got stupid excited when he came over and winked at me, leaning over the counter seductively and motioning with his finger for me to bend down.

He smirked and I couldn't help myself. I bit my lip and bent down. He grabbed my tie and choked the air out of me but I didn't seem to notice until he loosened his grip and slide his hand down my side, trying to reach as far down as the counter allowed him to.

He bit my ear lobe lightly and flicked his tongue over my cheek a little before whispering, “You should wear a uniform more, you're getting me painfully hard right now.” He nipped my jaw line. “I can't wait to see you tonight, baby. I have something big planned for us.” His hand squeezed somewhere between my rips and stomach and I couldn't help but choke a little, getting slightly hard from his dirty talk.

He smirked that stupidly sexy smile and stood up straight. I straightened my tie and noticed his friends had settled at a large booth in the back corner. Did they know about us? Did Dean force them away just to tease me while I was working? I didn't care, Dean was here was I was happy again. I forgot all about Anna for longer then I needed.

He kept his hands on the counter, I grabbed playfully lightly with my fingertips just the feel his skin. It sent shivers down my spine and I smiled a little. I couldn't get enough of him and I wasn't sure why.

“I'll just order a nacho supreme and,” He looked around the room while counting on his fingers how many people where with him. “seven mocha lattes.” He smiled as if we just met and he wanted to score a date with me or at least get my number. (Guess he won, huh?)

He turned around slowly, not taking his eyes off of me. He knew I'd being it over to them if they all sat down, I was to nice to him.

The lattes barley took three minutes for me to make, it only took so long because I added two cherries and extra whipped cream to Deans, just the way he likes it. I brought over all the drinks while the nachos baked. I smiled at everyone and welcomed them to the cafe, happy to see some faces.

When I turned around I heard them all start talking, not even keeping their voices down while they talked about me. Obviously Dean hadn't told them we were together otherwise they wouldn't be saying how I was flirting with him by adding extra stuff to it. It made me happy to hear him tell them we were together, they didn't even flinch. The subject did change quickly though.

I brought over the nachos, not even grabbing anyone’s attention except Dean's, who of course raised an eyebrow to me suggesting we leave for a few minutes and go around back and bang. I scrunched my nose up and stuck my tongue out, returning to the counter. I jumped up onto the back counter where it was always empty, still not sure how I could occupy it. I watched as they ate, trying not to stare and make it obvious that Dean and I were eye-fucking each other from opposite sides of the room.

They were there for a good half an hour before they all got up in unison and began walking out, Dean stayed behind and started cleaning their mess up. I rushed over and told him he didn't have to do it, I wasn't bothered with cleaning up customers messes.

He looked over his shoulder and, before I could look, pushed me hard against the table. He gripped my hands tight and pushed his hips hard into mine. I moaned louder then I meant to, but he muffled it with his mouth.

He put his mouth to my ear again and licked my jaw a little. “Stay at work late tonight, don't leave just pretend to close it down before I get here. Close all the shades and just wait until you hear me knock on the door four times, promise?” His quiet voice made my eyes roll back and hips roll forward. All I could think about was how hot it would sound if he did that to me while we were in bed together.

I bit my lip and nodded. He kissed me again before pulling his body away from me and squeezing my hand a little. “I'll see you tonight.” He left without a word. I watched the car leave until it was out of eyesight and I tried to get my breathing correct again.

What the fuck was he planning for tonight.