Life Lessons (2/?) (Destiel) - Strip Clubs
Title: Life Lessons Verse - Strip Clubs
Pairing/characters: Dean/Castiel (eventually), Sam
Spoilers: Post S5. A little AU from 5x22.
Summary: The Winchesters help Castiel adjust to being human. Sometimes they learn a lesson for themselves on the way. Dean/Cas. eventually. Heavily hinted. But, shhh... Dean doesn't know yet. As usual. Because who doesn't love oblivious!Dean?
A/N: First time I start on a verse that doesn't have a defined number of chapters. Tell me how you like it.
Dean grabs another shooter and throws his head back, tonguing the inside pensively when he’s gulped the alcohol down. Snake Girl - she said her name was Karamel, but who cares? - spares him a glance, a sly look. He grins back at her around the rim of the glass.
Somehow, having Sam here and Castiel, who’s undoubtedly looking at him - for education purposes dammit! - makes the whole thing a little surreal and a bit less arousing.
As it turns out, if you tell Castiel he won’t have to have sex with a random girl for money, he lets you take him into strip clubs. Because the dude is curious of everything, and Dean’s really not keen on considering the kinds of trouble it could get them in someday…
Even worse - from Dean’s point of view -, since he doesn’t have that look of terror in his face anymore girls have a tendency to come to him. He’s got the wide eyed, ‘I’m a fifteen year old virgin and I’ve never seen a girl like you’ look on his face. He gets why they think it’s cute, Castiel has his ‘I’m adorable’ moments.
But it doesn’t mean it’s not annoying.
‘I’m adorable’ used to be Dean’s weapon of choice.
And Cas isn’t even trying.
Dean shudders at the perspective of the day his still angelic friend gets the hang of it.
"Why are they called Gentlemens' clubs?” Castiel asks as Snake Girl backs away to shake her boobs in an old dude with a Rolex’s face. “The people you see are here are the furthest thing I've seen from gentlemen." The ex angel muses, picking up one of the shots Dean and Sam have been steadily downing.
"Ah." Dean clicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth and smacks his lips.
Sam is the quickest to find an answer. "Originally, it just meant ‘for guys’. Maybe rich men. That’s what it meant.” Sam eyes the new, blond stripper’s legs when she’s coming onstage. Dean thinks it’s good to know his brother’s libido hasn’t died out. Sam shrugs, looks back at Castiel like he’d rather be talking to him than watch a woman loose her bra. The worst thing? Dean’s pretty sure it’s true. “Then the word Gentlemen gained the meaning of 'behaving well', I guess. Now when you hear ‘he’s a real gentlemen’ it’s mostly saying the guy is really respectful and everything.” Sam says and knocks back another shot.
Dean shrugs, lapping at the inside of his, what? twelfth shot glass. “Hm. I’m guessing it’s fate’s sense of sarcasm.” He says, sending Cas an amused/’you get the joke, right?’ look.
Castiel is frowning slightly, like he does when he’s processing something, and Dean’s made aware of how pornographic he must look when Castiel’s eyes briefly flicker to his mouth and track the shot glass as he puts it down.
God, Dean suddenly hopes Castiel doesn’t pick that from him -he knows it’s a nasty habit, it’s actually a self preservation bell : when it rings, you’ve reached drunk. Because how awkward would that be in a regular bar? Castiel rimming a glass. Dean could spend hours thinking about it and grinning to himself like an idiot, imagining how people would react to that.
“This one is not as bendy as the others.” Castiel remarks from between Sam and Dean, Dean glances across to meet his brother’s eyes.
Sam snorts, baiting. “Like you could do that.” Is Castiel already becoming the bitchy customer?
Castiel, as usual, has a knack for answering rhetorical sentences not even phrased as a question. “I can.”
Dean snorts, almost chokes. Sam stares. Dean grabs a shooter, points at Cas with his free index finger. "You. I don't even wanna know how you know that."
Still, he thinks, while he’s licking strawberry off his lips, he’d love to know if it’s true.