Dean blames yesterday on exhaustion, stress, and overworking. It's the only reasonable explanation on how Castiel suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes while also explaining how the kiss had all been a figment of his imagination. That is, until Keith stops in with some office gossip, something about how Castiel had been sacked, about how Mr. Alder was on a rampage, all burning fury about something he wasn't talking about.
Dean finds himself panicking. Not over Mr. Alder, but over the thought of Castiel being fired. He has no clue why. The day drags on and on, and Dean finds himself looking over at the chair Castiel had been sitting at for the past two days-- finds himself disappointed when Castiel isn't there. Somehow he had come to assume Castiel would always be there, looking out for him, over him.
It was jarring for Castiel to be suddenly absent. The discomfort made Dean feel like he was 10 again, with Cindy Barnes telling him that she really didn't want to sit next to him. It was humiliating, and Dean's thankful for when five rolls around. If Dean stayed around for an extra half an hour or so, he could complete this spread chart and finish up the presentation he's developing for the conference coming up in a few weeks time, but Dean's jumping out of his seat, and rushing from Sandover with a fever that Mr. Alder would be ashamed to see.
Mr. Alder doesn't see, though, because he's nowhere near where Dean is, probably still up in his office, looking down at all the mice shuffle about. Something in Dean says that he hasn't escaped notice though, and it makes Dean hate Sandover.
--
When Dean gets to his apartment complex, Castiel is there.
They don't say anything when Dean approaches. They don't say anything when Dean places his hands on either side of Castiel's head, against the wall Castiel's leaning on. They don't say anything when Dean leans in just as close as Castiel had before.
"Why'd you do that, Cas?" asks Dean lowly, nickname slipping out without though. Castiel doesn't correct him, nor does he answer. "Are you in love with me?" Dean means for it to be teasing, but is surprised to find himself serious. The look in Castiel's eyes finally looks like something human, pliant. All Castiel does is straighten up, though, but it's more than enough of a reaction for Dean to know his question struck truth.
"How long?"
Castiel response isn't calculated and Dean feels like he's won some kind of contest. "For much too long."
"Mr. Alder fired you." says Dean.
"I was disobedient." Castiel breathes, like speaking sacrilege. Dean looks down at Castiel's lips while they form words, watching each turn, before he's leaning down and giving Cas the kiss he should've gotten in the first place. It's dry, Castiel's lips are chapped and he's obviously inexperienced; and it's not the best kiss Dean's ever had (Sue Lian, last year Standford) but it's like he's been expecting this for months, when he's only known Castiel for a few days. Dean pushes Castiel up against the wall tight, his knee jerking between Castiel's and its needy-- Castiel's hand coming up to clutch at the side of Dean's jacket. It starts small, but becomes something too deep for Dean to fathom, and he's forced to pull back to gasp for some air.
Dean finds Castiel stone faced, then, flush and lips kiss-messy. "This is disobedience." Castiel says while one of his hands reaches up and brushes Dean's temple.
There's a pulling in Dean's gut, then suddenly everything is black.
--
Dean wakes up the next day, eats a slice of toast on his way to work, listening to the morning news, files ready and prepared in his briefcase.
Percy and Keith approach him the second he's out of the elevator and ask about someone named Castiel.
"Who?" Dean responds with an arched eyebrow. The two suddenly look confused; before responding that they don't actually know. The three of them talk about Oprah for a second, before walking off to their various work stations.
Just another day at Sandover, and Dean felt great.
Re: FINISH 3/3an_ardent_rainJanuary 8 2011, 16:13:52 UTC
Oh, VERY nice. :D
Thank you so much; I loved it! And THIS: but it's like he's been expecting this for months, when he's only known Castiel for a few days - oh, that was perfect. You did a fantastic job with Dean as Dean Smith and I really enjoyed reading this! Thanks again!
Dean finds himself panicking. Not over Mr. Alder, but over the thought of Castiel being fired. He has no clue why. The day drags on and on, and Dean finds himself looking over at the chair Castiel had been sitting at for the past two days-- finds himself disappointed when Castiel isn't there. Somehow he had come to assume Castiel would always be there, looking out for him, over him.
It was jarring for Castiel to be suddenly absent. The discomfort made Dean feel like he was 10 again, with Cindy Barnes telling him that she really didn't want to sit next to him. It was humiliating, and Dean's thankful for when five rolls around. If Dean stayed around for an extra half an hour or so, he could complete this spread chart and finish up the presentation he's developing for the conference coming up in a few weeks time, but Dean's jumping out of his seat, and rushing from Sandover with a fever that Mr. Alder would be ashamed to see.
Mr. Alder doesn't see, though, because he's nowhere near where Dean is, probably still up in his office, looking down at all the mice shuffle about. Something in Dean says that he hasn't escaped notice though, and it makes Dean hate Sandover.
--
When Dean gets to his apartment complex, Castiel is there.
They don't say anything when Dean approaches. They don't say anything when Dean places his hands on either side of Castiel's head, against the wall Castiel's leaning on. They don't say anything when Dean leans in just as close as Castiel had before.
"Why'd you do that, Cas?" asks Dean lowly, nickname slipping out without though. Castiel doesn't correct him, nor does he answer. "Are you in love with me?" Dean means for it to be teasing, but is surprised to find himself serious. The look in Castiel's eyes finally looks like something human, pliant. All Castiel does is straighten up, though, but it's more than enough of a reaction for Dean to know his question struck truth.
"How long?"
Castiel response isn't calculated and Dean feels like he's won some kind of contest. "For much too long."
"Mr. Alder fired you." says Dean.
"I was disobedient." Castiel breathes, like speaking sacrilege. Dean looks down at Castiel's lips while they form words, watching each turn, before he's leaning down and giving Cas the kiss he should've gotten in the first place. It's dry, Castiel's lips are chapped and he's obviously inexperienced; and it's not the best kiss Dean's ever had (Sue Lian, last year Standford) but it's like he's been expecting this for months, when he's only known Castiel for a few days. Dean pushes Castiel up against the wall tight, his knee jerking between Castiel's and its needy-- Castiel's hand coming up to clutch at the side of Dean's jacket. It starts small, but becomes something too deep for Dean to fathom, and he's forced to pull back to gasp for some air.
Dean finds Castiel stone faced, then, flush and lips kiss-messy. "This is disobedience." Castiel says while one of his hands reaches up and brushes Dean's temple.
There's a pulling in Dean's gut, then suddenly everything is black.
--
Dean wakes up the next day, eats a slice of toast on his way to work, listening to the morning news, files ready and prepared in his briefcase.
Percy and Keith approach him the second he's out of the elevator and ask about someone named Castiel.
"Who?" Dean responds with an arched eyebrow. The two suddenly look confused; before responding that they don't actually know. The three of them talk about Oprah for a second, before walking off to their various work stations.
Just another day at Sandover, and Dean felt great.
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Thank you so much; I loved it! And THIS: but it's like he's been expecting this for months, when he's only known Castiel for a few days - oh, that was perfect. You did a fantastic job with Dean as Dean Smith and I really enjoyed reading this! Thanks again!
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(I secretly really love that line too.)
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