Who:
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to_rebelWhat: Dante's still giving out his gifts; Castiel is just trying to get some quiet time.
Where: Dante's place
When: February 15, evening
Warning: Uh. Yeah, I can't think of much. Really.
Status: Closed, ongoing
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He also accepteth from a grouch. )
The only gift that had remained pending was Castiel's but Dante figured the guy wouldn't come. He had been looking like crap lately and the devil was certain the guy needed a lot more than just a nap. He had lost track of time when he heard that knock on the door.
It couldn't have been Dean, Dean never knocked. Then again, Dean didn't always come for a visit in the first place. It probably wasn't Willow because, although the girl knocked, she always warned. His mother was included in this list. It obviously wasn't Vergil because doors didn't exist for the guy. He was that much of a dick.
"Cas, that you?" Was the only other guess he held. When he opened the door, he was pretty glad he guessed right. "Come in, man. How was your rest?"
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He waved off the question about rest, answering with a half-shrug and a nod. Castiel certainly did not like admitting when he was less than one hundred percent and that included being asked after.
"I am well."
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"Now, before you start commenting on how crappy my gifts are, I'll have you know that this is my first time giving gifts out so you just appreciate it. Okay?" He handed him over a small basket. "Happy Valentine's day, Cas."
The basket was ordinary, something for carrying what was inside. There was a teddy bear with angel wings beside a big clear bag of what appeared t be Jolly Rancher's and cheeseburger decal ping pong paddle that Dante found fitting. He was grinning.
"You like it?"
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He held it up. "I do not know what this is."
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"Those are candies, man. Jolly Rancher's if you want an exact name." He commented, taking the back and opening it up for him, "You've never had one I'm guessin'. What you do is, you take one out, take it out of the wrapping and just pop it in your mouth. Here, have one." He offered him the open end of the bag.
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Though, he was hardly... soft and cuddly.
Carefully, he set the basket down and reached into the bag. The candy was small and hard and Castiel rolled it between his fingers before doing as Dante suggested.
If it made him need to hug someone again...
"It's..." Hmmm. What was the word? He didn't have much experience describing food, of all things. "It's more sour than I expected."
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"You ate the grape flavored one, those are pretty sour, I guess. They're good, aren't they?" Hell, he was going to steal one from him now to taste himself. "The cherry ones are pretty good. I like 'em."
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He angled the bag toward Dante, offering without word for him to take what he wanted. Castiel appreciated that Dante would give him something he liked -- perhaps an effort to share what he thought was good? -- but that didn't mean he had to hoard it.
Gift giving was a little beyond him, especially when the one giving the gift was a devil -- and the one receiving was an angel.
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"You're missing one more gift, don't leave it out. Hope you like it too." Because a bear and candies were good but a ping pong paddle was just awesome.
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"Am I to take this as an open invitation, then?"
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"It's a gift, I figured putting the two things you like the most would be kind of cool. You know that I'm always up for a game of pong when you want." Because it's the best bonding time ever, apparently.
"You like it? It's just for you, like, you're weapon for the game."
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"It's appreciated." And it was, as well as surprising. How strange that a demon would give him anything and not ask for something in return.
Yet, at least.
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"I'm glad you like it, I'm pretty proud of how this turned out. For a minute there, I thought you didn't want my presents."
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