Pairing: Dean/Cas
Length: 2.5k
Tags: Fluff, Mild Angst, Pining, First Kiss, Canon Divergent Ā
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A special thank you to @braezenkitty for being my awesome beta <3
āYou just gotta get laid,ā Dean said, reseating the burger beside the pile of fries on his plate, this time with a big bite missing. āOr a decent kiss, at least.ā
He crumbled a napkin between greasy fingers, tossed it to the middle of the table. Shoved his shirtsleeves up one more time as he tucked his black fed tie under the table ledge and away from the plate. āItād loosen you up, buddy. And maybe youād quit tryna live vicariously through horny eighteen-year-olds.ā
This was because of the door-to-door canvas. The couple at the park whoād been all over each other, that Castiel hadnāt been able to stop looking atāeven after the old, blue-haired lady at 512 Bakersfield Court had made a comment. āYour partner likes to stareā¦ā like sheād never in her seventy-five years of life seen someone curious about such a thing.
āIf only that was the first time I heard it, too,ā Deanād smiled back from her stoop, the sharp sun cooking them both in the stuffy Tennessee heat. A marked jab to Casā ribs, and a walk to the nearest pub later, and Dean was bringing it up again, because, of course he was. Why talk about the case?
āI only glanced at the couple in the park,ā Cas sighed. āItās not a recurring issue. It doesnāt mean anything.ā
Dean laughed, lipped his beer bottle, and took a stout drink. āSure,ā he said. āGlanced at them. Glanced at those girls holding hands last weekāthough, Iāll give ya that one. I gave āem a couple once-overs too.ā
āPoint is, it aināt the first time, and youāre a damn liar.ā