dean and cas are gonna be face-to-face in 10x3 so here’s what i need:
- dean calling cas “sweetheart” condescendingly
- dean winking an eye black at cas
- cas puNCHING DEAN IN THE FACE and slamMING HIM INTO A WALL and yelling “this is not the man i pulled out of hell. this is not the man i rebelled for.”
- dean telling cas to just give up already and cas responds, “in the words of an old friend, bite me.”
Don’t ask, I was just evacuating frustration and anger.
It’s a therapy. * hide behind graphic tablet*
[HITS THE ‘BUY’ BUTTON LIKE THE FIST OF AN ANGRY GOD] - [X]
The man with the green eyes comes into the coffee shop every morning at 8:53 am, on the dot.
Castiel is always the one to make his coffee, strong, with a little dash of milk and three sugars. After about two weeks of ordering the same thing, Castiel decides that it’s time for him to simply make the man’s drink and have it waiting for him when he gets in to the shop.
At 8:50 am, he steps away from behind the register and begins to go through the motions. He selects a to-go cup and pours in the blend that the man likes into it, watching the little curls of smoke that rise from the top. Next, he pours in a small, measured amount of milk, followed by three teaspoons of sugar. He mixes it together and covers it, making sure the lid is secure before he slips the cardboard sleeve onto the cup. He places it on the counter and stands back, glancing between the cup, the door, and the clock hanging on the opposite wall.
At 8:52 am, he begins to busy himself, wiping down the counter, and wiping away the stray sugar crystals that had spilled onto the wood. At 8:53 am, the door tinkles and he turns around, a smile on his face, except, it’s not his green eyed crush, it’s a pretty woman with dark eyes and dark hair.
I wonder how long it took before Sam let Dean out of his sight.
"Dude, I think I can handle paying for gas alone."
"Dean, please, just shut up. I’m coming with."
"You’ve been like a piece of toilet paper stuck to my shoe for the last week. You realize that, right?"
"Yeah, whatever. Come on, let’s go."