Headline Perspectives (1/3)
Title: Headline Perspectives
Rating: NC-17 (Not this Part)
Part: 1/3
Word Count: WIP (15-20k projection)
Warnings: Not too graphic depictions of murder.
Spoilers: None! AU!
Disclaimer: Not Mine! Nothing is mine! I do not own CNN, or Supernatural.
Summary: Castiel Novak is a very successful headline news reporter who seems to never stop defending Dean Winchester, a successful football player who is thrown out of the closet. They Form an unusual friendship that has many roadblocks along the way but one roadblock might end in a tragic Death and a Broken Man.
Note: Correct my mistakes if you want :)
A while ago, there’s no need to specify how long, a newscast was played to the CNN viewers and since that day, Castiel Novak’s life has been flipped upside down and twisted. Hard. The discussion took place on the show called Early Bird News With The Harvelles.
It was a “friendly discussion” between reporters Jo Harvelle and her mother Ellen Harvelle, hosts of Early Bird News with the Harvelles, Alastair Black, host of Late Night with Mr. Black, Zachariah Dickson, a politician of sorts, Gordon Walker, host of CNN Daytime, Benny Lafitte,Sports correspondent for many of the shows, and Castiel Novak,host of Headline perspectives. It started on the discussion of Korea, but then it moved to a very interesting subject about a presumably straight football player who was caught kissing a man outside a bar.
“Look,” Jo said, “ I don’t see how this is any of our business” -
“You know it is sweetheart,” Alastair drawled.
“I was just saying-” Jo tried,
“Dean winchester should have come out himself, not on camera,” Gordon interrupted, kicking his feet back carelessly on the table.
“Come on, Walker, its not that easy,” Novak snapped, glaring at Walker’s feet splayed over the table as if they were personally insulting him.
“Yes... you would know wouldn’t”- Gordon began, giving a lazy smirk.
“Don’t talk to him that way.” Ellen snapped, protective over her fellow reporter and friend.
To Anyone watching, Dean Winchester's football head shot would be in the background next to a shot of him kissing a man,a shock to fans and haters alike.
“Look...” Benny started, and for once nobody made an attempt to walk over his words. “I can see where Winchester was coming from, hiding it, but as long as he is the same old incredible quarterback for the New York Hunters, I don’t see why it matters”
“Well... I don’t like it.. but I guess we’ll find out at the game today..,” Zachariah sighed. He looked down like the news piece hurt his feelings.
“Oh come on Zach!” Ellen snapped, “you have no business talking on this panel.”
“I just don’t think football and homosexuality should mi-”
“Say that to my face Zachariah-,” Novak Spit.
“I wasn’t being homophobic!”
“Yes you were-” Benny Began
“I-” Zach tried,
“Sports and-”
“I wasn’t sayin.”
“Sports-
“I”
“Sports and homosexuality can totally mix-”
“I wasn’t implying.”
“mix- if”
“Jesus Lafitte, Let me finish!”, Zach snapped, viciously backpedalling, “I just think it would be better if we focused more on the sport and not the sexuality of the players.”
“Oh B.S!” Jo Snapped.
“Dean Winchester is a good player. He has had a pretty hard life. America is lucky he is alive.”
Even if people tried to interrupt, Castiel kept speaking with the same fierce tone. “I am frankly disgusted at the naive words coming out of your mouths, friends. I don’t care who you want to have sex with. Nobody deserves to be thrown out in the open like that. I assume he has enough stress as it is with the big game coming up soon. I refuse to discuss this further.”
“But-” Gordon tried.
“No.”
Ellen coughed, “We’ll be back after this commercial break! Where we will discuss a brutal murder on a college campus in England and if your child is as safe as you think. Thank you.”
This would be the part where the music played and commercial break aired.
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Across the country, Dean Winchester thanked god for a reporter like Castiel Novak.
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Later that day, for any viewers of CNN, the music played queuing Castiel’s Show.
“Hello and Welcome to Headline Perspectives with Castiel Novak where we take a look at different headlines and try to see all sides of the story.” He was wearing an incredibly good looking pin-stripped button up shirt with a bow tie. His hair was brushed nicely to the side. Casual viewers didn’t know how long it took to make Castiel’s hair stay flat. All they knew is that being that attractive should be a crime.
“Unfortunately today, I might have to break my own rule because frankly the other perspectives on this story are offensive and wrong.”
“Dean Winchester, a twenty five year old quarter back for the New York Hunters, fainted on the field today after countless jeers from the audience. Last night, a paparazzi snapped a picture of Winchester kissing, and no, I’m not showing the photo, or the video of him passing out. Where was I? Oh yes, the photo was of him kissing a man.”
“As a reporter, it is my duty to not let cases get personal, but as a human being, I can’t help it. Now people will watch me for the first time ever, not be diplomatic while presenting a news case. Yes we will go back to other stories and I will be as straight faced as ever, but it is time for people to uh- listen up,” he air quoted “listen up” and it would have been adorable if people weren’t so focused on what he was going to say.
“There are people out there who are cruel and that makes coming out hard. It takes a lot of courage and a lot of support to be able to do so. It took me five years to be able to come out to the public. It can be immensely worse for people who have cameras in their face all day.”
“Dean Winchester didn’t have a choice and he was thrown into a hostile situation that he wasn’t ready for and he had not wanted to leap into yet. So please, for the love of god or for the love of humanity, let this man be.”
“If you are out there, Mr. Winchester, I sincerely apologize for the burden that you face but you are not alone. I am sorry that people are cruel sometimes and I’m sorry that simple minded bigotry can get in the way of being comfortable with loving who you love.”
“We’ll come back after the break and stick around for a Woman in Boise, Idaho threatens her children with a gun.” Casual viewers would see the music and the break. They wouldn’t see a flustered Castiel Novak, drinking water bottles like they were shots. Okay, so Castiel did always have a small crush on Dean Winchester, but who didn’t? He was every gay man and straight woman’s fantasy.
Castiel did the rest of his show with a straight face and ignored the tweets he received over his mobile devices. He got home, made himself some lasagna, curled up with his lap-top and turned on some television. He was surprised when he heard a ding on his personal e-mail pop up in the frame.
He almost choked on his mint tea as he read it.
Mr. Novak,
My brother and I have been a fan of your show for a very long time now. I hope I am not disturbing you cus I know this is your personal e-mail but I got it when I called and that Ms. Rosen chick was happy to give it to me. Again, I’m sorry if I am over stepping some boundaries but I get how overwhelming fan-mail can be and I wanted to make sure you got this.
This is Dean Winchester, by the way. Sorry for writing this e-mail with a lack of finesse, but I’m really tired. I have had what you can call a “rough day,”an the only thing that made it better, was you.
This may sound really stalker-esque, but I heard you were going to be on the Morning Show’s panel this morning and I couldn’t resist watching before the game. While I obviously didn’t do so well, you gave me the motivation to get on the field. That might sound like an insult considering how badly it went on the field but it is a compliment.
I think I almost fainted again when I saw your show today. You gave me the courage to smile and put down a bottle of Jack I was about to inhale. To tell you the truth, I was working up my motivation to come out of the closet by watching your show and seeing how successful you are.
To be mentioned in such a kind way with someone I am such a huge fan of really made my day horrendous to just, you know- rough.
Thank you so much for your support,
Dean Winchester
P.S:This is Not A Come-On. I think now that I’m gay to the public I should clarify that.
For a moment Cas just stood there, in shock and in awe. He tried to convince himself it was some kind of joke. He called Becky and she confirmed it.
“I totally ship you guys!,” She squealed. Castiel knew what shipping was of course. He had been shipped with many people before and the fanfiction he was sent was horrendously graphic. Fanfiction of him and Dean... well, cas thought it wouldn’t be as unbearable. He snapped out of it quickly before thinking of a reply.
Mr. Winchester,
I have been a huge fan for years and am completely flattered to hear that you watch my show. I get how rough it is coming out so when I heard you fell out, I just felt so sorry. Anyway, I ensure you that I will continue to defend you on my show and on out channel at any chance I get because you seem like a really great person.
If you ever need a show to be interviewed on, or to talk on, or to present yourself in any way on, don’t hesitate to e-mail me. Please let me know if you need anything else. I’m here for you.
Signed,
Castiel Novak
P.S- Since I am gay as well I will also confirm that this is not a come-on. Don’t worry. It’s just like how a heterosexual female and male can be friends.
The next day Castiel almost vomited at the breaking news story he was forced to present. His hair was a little more tousled that day and his shirt a little more relaxed.
“Hello and Welcome to Headline Perspectives with Castiel Novak where we take a look at different headlines and try to see all sides of the story.”
He was cursing inside his head.
“In breaking news, the girl found brutally slaughtered in her dorm has been identified as Charlie Bradbury, a close friend to Dean Winchester and many of the other Hunters. More information on who the killer could possibly be is yet to be identified.”
“If you go on my website, you can find the rest of this story but for now, I will not say how she was killed to honor her memory.”
Castiel could see the people backstage look at him in shock.
“In other news....”
Fifty minutes and a lot of water bottles later, Castiel was done. He went home and quickly put some clam chowder on the stove before opening his laptop and typing a quick message to Dean.
Dean Winchester,
I am so sorry to hear about your friend. If you need to talk, on-air, off air, I’m here. My number is 1-666-9032. Please.
Sincerely,
Castiel
P.S- This is an offering of friendship and support.
Castiel felt shaky as he sat down to eat his chowder. He jumped at the ping of an e-mail.
Castiel Novak,
Again, thank you so much for your considered support. It means more than you could ever know. I can’t talk right now but I might take you up on that interview offer? It’s not about the whole gay thing. It’s about her. I just miss her already and think she needs America to know who she truly was.
Sincerely,
Dean
P.S- This is also an offer of friendship. I think if that’s the case, Just call me Dean.
Dean,
I just talked to my supervisor, Becky, who you talked with on the phone (don’t talk to her, by the way, she seems to have some ideas in her head that she can’t get out) . We can get you in Thursday at four to record the interview or do you want to do it live? If so we can still get you in on Thursday.
P.S- Since this might be a friendship, I must warn you, I am dismal at relationships of any kind.
Castiel,
I think an interview off-air would be better. Thank you so much for doing this. I don’t have many friends either. My brother’s pretty cool but his fancy ass is over at stanford. How awesome is that? Anyway, I’m shit at friendships, too.
P.S- Thank you for being here and being a friend.
Thanks again,
Dean
Castiel smiled at the e-mails he had just read over. His stomach was a jumble of nerves and excitement. He had had an affinity towards Dean since he saw him play college football. Getting the chance to meet him, even as friends, would be quite the honor. He hoped the press wouldn’t look to hard into the fact that they were both homosexuals.
The next two days went by in a blur. Castiel answered some tweets on twitter, went to dinner with Ellen and Jo, refused to go on a blind date they wanted to set him up on and refused to answer why. That was basically his week. Thursday came around and he got an e-mail at nine that morning as he was getting dressed.
Cas,
Sorry if I shouldn’t call you Cas, but I like it. I just wanted to say I’m excited to see you today.
So yeah,
Dean
P.S- Sorry this sounded like a come-on.
Castiel tried not to read too much into the e-mail. He tried. He didn’t reply because he didn’t know how he would.
He watched the clock too much and got some suspicious glances. Becky came bounding up to him, trying to talk little ideas into his head that he had to later convince himself weren’t true. When Becky got a call and squealed
“He’s Here!,” Castiel felt like he may have needed a heart defibrillator.
“B-bring him up.”
The elevator dinged and Dean Winchester walked out with a cocky smile on his face. He adjusted the cuff on his sleeve and his shirt collar before seeing Castiel.
“Hey,” Dean said, walking right up to Cas.
Cas shook his head and oh my god, he was touching Dean Winchester. He wanted more with one touch. Fuck. Castiel smiled softly and greeted him professionally before leading him to a back room, ignoring the obscene gestures Becky was making.
The lights went on and it was all eyes on them.
“So, Dean Winchester, you have come here by request in order to remember Charlie Bradburry. I realize this is a broad question, but what do you think she would have wanted you, as a person to be like.”
“She would have wanted to be honest with myself and to everyone around me. She would have wanted me to get out there more socially and not get too bruised up on the field. She would have wanted me to get married and she would have wanted to meet my children. She was an idealist that way.”
Cas internally scolded himself during the interview because all he could think of is how beautiful he was and how nice and how he didn’t deserve pain.
“And-uh- What do you want people to know about Charlie?”
“She was a great girl and- uh.”
Cas could tell Dean was getting a bit choked. He wanted to reach a hand over and touch him but all he could do was meet his eyes and give him a nod of encouragement.
“People should know that she was one of the kindest, brightest and most out going people I have ever met. She was geeky in a great way. She loved star Wars and Star trek and was so full of life. She- uh- she really just touched the people around her, you know?”
Cas tried to keep himself together. He just wanted to give Dean a massive hug and curl him up in blankets and never let him out of his sight.
“And last question for this brief interview. What has Charlie done for you, as a person?”
“She helped me come to terms with my- uh- my sexuality. She was gonna help me come out once the season was over. She also helped the team not be homophobic ass holes. She had this wonderful girlfriend and everyone really liked them. When I was thrown out of the closet my team didn’t think I was disgusting ‘cus they knew Charlie and Charlie wasn’t disgusting. Her Death has really brought the team together. It is more than that, though. Charlie showed me you can be incredibly happy with who you are and showed me to be confident. She-she- uh- she always said,
“What would hermione do?”
“But I always think, “What would charlie do,” you know?”
As soon as they rapped up and the camera crew went away, Cas took a chance, tapped a crying Dean Winchester on the shoulder and hugged him. Dean didn’t push away. He just leaned into it and let it happen. Cas let Dean burry his face in his shoulder and get his shirt we with tears.
“Thank you, Castiel.”
Castiel was on such a sensory over-load that he could barely respond. Dean left and that night boarded a plane to Virginia to play. Cas felt like he was going to miss him. That night, he got an e-mail.
Cas,
Big game tomorrow night. It is after your show? Tune in? Sorry if that’s selfish to ask because you’ve done so much for me. It would just be nice knowing you were there.
Thanks again for letting me be a blubbering baby on your show and getting your shirt wet. Becky cornered me. I see what you mean. Do you know what shipping is? I got a feeling it wasn’t fed-ex.
People are actually pretty nice to me about the interview which is cool. The paps are also not nearly as bad as they were earlier this week. They found some other poor bastard to pick on.
Yours Truly,
Dean
P.S- Becky hahahahaha
Dean,
I was planning on watching the game anyway! It is not at all selfish. This may sound strange but I will always be there if you need.
You weren’t a blubbering baby and my shirt was dirty anyways. Don’t underplay how brave you were today. You were great. When you get home on Monday, do you want to have a Coffee?
I’ll be watching over you,
Castiel
P.S- If coffee sounds too much like a date we could go do something else as well. Sorry.
Cas,
I’d love to go to coffee but won’t be able to until thursday. What do you say? Four O’ Clock like today? It would be our second date :P. I don’t know if what I did was “brave” per say, but thank you for having confidence in me.
Sleep Well,
Dean
P.S- Coffee is fine.
Cas didn’t sleep well that night. He did his reporting in quite a blur. Heck, he didn’t even remember some of the stories he was given. That was quite rare for him. After a newscast, Cas usually spent time to reflect on what was going on around the world.
The Harvelles Came over for the Game. They rooted for the hunters until they were blue in the face and when Dean hit the final touchdown, Castiel actually leaped off of his couch. Jo gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving with Ellen. Castiel immediatley opened his computer.
Dean,
What a great game. My friend Benny, who was one of the announcers interviewed you afterwards. He’s a cool guy. Thank you for mentioning me in it by the way! I’m glad you are okay with us being friends to the public eye as well.
I’m so proud of you.
Can’t wait to watch the next game,
Castiel
P.S- I re-read your e-mail last night. If you want to know what shipping is, I am not the one to explain it. Don’t read too much into it. It’s just kids in their late teens and early twenties having some fun.
My good luck charm,
Next few game and all goes well, I’m going to grow a pair. No, I’m not specifying. Glad you were watching, though. Thank you for the support and nice news cast today! If you are my good luck charm I wonder if that makes me yours?
See you thursday,
Dean
P.S- This sounded like a come on again. oops. I can see why people ship us. ;)
Cas fangirled over the winky face for thirty minutes. He got some good and hard earned sleep on his off days and on monday, he had to report something he really didn’t want to report, again.
It is important to note what he wore that day. He wore a white shirt with a blue bow tie. His hair was messy and natural.
“In breaking news, more information on the Killing of Charlie Bradbury has been released to the public. A suspect has surfaced. Azazel Jaune, forty six years old, has been brought to the front of this case by links to past murders he was a suspect for. If you want to know more information, it is on my website, thank you very much.”
He could actually hear the collective groan of the people behind the scenes as he went to commercial break.
“Castiel! You can’t just not share information you don’t want to!,” His producer, Anna, told him in an exasperated tone.
“I’m sorry, Anna, but I couldn’t.”
“This is strike two Novak, don’t piss people off again.”
Castiel muttered to himself before returning to present more stories to the public.
Dean,
I am so sorry to hear about these new developments. Please don’t feel like this is your fault.
With Concern,
Castiel
P.S- E-mail me right away. I’m worried about you.
Cas,
I’m kind of freaking out here. This is the guy who allegedly killed my mother. How can I not freak a bit, you know? I’m trying so hard not to feel rage but I just have nothing else to concentrate on.
P.S- Thank you for your concern.
Dean,
Just focus on the fact that we’re friends, okay? I’m here for you. You can feel rage but don’t let it consume you. You just need balance.
Still Concerned,
Castiel
P.S- I know the Cop on the Case. He is a good man and the best in his field. He’ll get it done.
Cas,
Sometimes I feel like this is about me. First my mother, then my friend. It feels wrong.
Sorry,
Dean
P.S- I’m not tring to be mopey or some shit. Sorry.
Dean,
Don’t you dare be sorry. This is not your fault. You hear me? Please don’t blame yourself.
Please,
Castiel
P.S- Just tell me if you need something and I’ll do it.
Cas,
I just need some sleep. I’ll see you thursday, okay?
I’ll let you know,
Dean
P.S- I’m excited for thursday.
Cas was too, and for a week of just e-mailing Dean back and forth and reporting quasi-interesting stories and making dinners for himself, the only thing he had to look forward to was Coffee that thursday.
They met at at star bucks at four and Dean looked stunning. Cas tried to swallow those feelings that were settled deep within him. Dean smiled and gave him a hug.
“I’ve missed you, Cas!”
“Me too, Dean.”
Cas tried to not feel sweaty and uncomfortable pressed close to someone so goregous and beautiful. So, yeah, Dean was fuckable, but it was so much more than that. He was just so Dean. Castiel really couldn’t describe it any other way. He was just Dean and Castiel wanted him to be his Dean.
They sat outside, not giving a fuck if there were paps out or not.
“When did you first get into reporting?” Dean asked.
“Well, I’ve always been interested in what goes on around the world and I’ve always wanted to travel. My brother, Gabriel, who actually does Weekend Update on Saturday Night Live was kidnapped for a brief period of time. That kind of crime is what really drove me to be a reporter.”
“Damn Cas.”
“Why did you want to be a football player?”
“Well, in high school I started having feelings for this guy and that freaked me out so much that I had to act manly and sign up for football. Thing is is that I really liked it. I had a lot of pent up sexual energy in high school. I used that to knock players on their asses.”
“Not the story I was expecting.. but okay.”
Dean laughed and threw his head back and Cas suddenly found it hard to breathe. His whole world became Dean. His smile, his eyes, his attitude. Everything about him was so beautiful. The rest of the coffee not-date they spent talking about their favorite movies and shows. They were vastly different but it just left Castiel curious to Dean’s lifestyle. Their date was cut short by time. Cas had to get to work and Dean had to board a plane to Phili. Cas wished him good luck, told Dean he would be watching, and sighed as Dean got in a car and drove away.
Cas didn’t report on much that day. He let his correspondents do most of the talking.
He got an e-mail from his brother that night. The paps had been around when Dean and Cas were at lunch and it didn’t look good. Dean e-mailed him two seconds later in an unhappy tone.
Cas had a plan, though, he told Gabriel his problem and he was more than happy to help.
Friday Came Dean’s game and they dominated. Dean looked so happy. Cas smiled, just happy to watch him before turning on his e-mail.
Dean,
Congrats on the Win. So proud. Are you in town tomorrow? If so, we should get together. SNL is on.
Congrats again,
Your good Luck charm
P.S- I think Becky has hung those photos of us at coffee together in her apartment.
Cas,
Of course I will. I get into town right around when it starts. I’ll head your way. Just give me the address.
Nice Broadcast Today,
Dean
P.S- I wouldn’t be surprised. Do you think she writes fan-fiction?
Curiosity got the better of him Becky had given her screen name to him and he googled it. destiel5evr.
The first one he clicked on was porn and he should have guessed. He felt creepy reading it, but for some reason, he couldn’t leave.
Dean cried out Cas’s name as orgasm was ripped from him.
Cas would never admit this, but on that line, Cas cried out Dean’s name as well. Not just in the story, either.
Dean,
I don’t want to know if Becky has fan-fiction or not. I’m excited for watching saturday night live with you tomorrow night.
Yours truly,
Castiel
P.S- Maybe you should ask her one day.
Cas went to sleep that night with the thought of Dean. That day, he decided to make burgers for a late dinner for Dean. He remembered that Dean said he liked them. He googled what Dean’s favorite food was and it said blueberry pie. He shamelessly made some blue berry pie for him as well.
Dean walked in right when it was starting.
“Geez Cas, nice place.”
Cas gave him a quick tour during the cold opening. He barely gave Dean a peak of his bed room before ushering him outside to the balcony. Cas lived on the top floor so the view was fantastic. Dean seemed to think to too because he spent an unknown amount of time oggling. Cas was okay with that because he spent an unknown amount of time looking at Dean. When Cas finally lead Dean inside, he went to the kitchen and got their burgers. Dean fist pumped.
“Dang, Cas! You remembered!”
He ate the pie in less than thirty seconds before settling down on the couch. Cas took a chair next to the couch just to be safe. Dean laid down so it didn’t look awkward. When Cas brought up the pie, it was musical performance time and Dean was tapping his feet. He took one bite and Cas immediatley regretted giving him pie.
“hnng oh fuck!”
Instant boner.
“good?” cas asked.
“mmmmmmmm,” was his only reply.
Cas was fascinated by Dean’s beautiful sex noises. He forgot about his own pie. He grabbed a pillow to hide his erection and pretended to use it as a place to set his pie plate.
Weekend update rolled around and Gabe went on screen.
“You’re going to like this.” Cas told him, giving a devilish grin.
The first part passed with gabe cracking jokes and Cas watching dean laugh. It didn’t help at his hard on. He started to pay attention when Gabe announced the next story.
“Reporter Castiel Novak, my pest of a baby bro, and recently declared homosexual Dean Winchester were spotted at lunch. It doesn’t end there. Two of Novak’s CNN co-workers, Alastair Black and Gordon Walker, announced on their shows that they were a couple. This brings me to a segment started by my friend Seth Myers, called “Really?! With Gabriel Novak.
Dean looked like christmas had come early.
“So Walker and Black both gain up on my baby bro and announce he’s in a homosexual relationship? The only thing I have to say is check yourself before you wreck yourself. That same day, Walker and Black were spotted having coffee together as well. Do they want people to notice them as a homosexual couple or something? Really?! I mean the only difference in this situation is that Winchester and my baby brother are known homosexuals and Walker and Black are known to be heterosexual.”
“Really? Really?!”
Dean was in hysterics and Cas felt so incredibly pleased.
“I mean bisexuals must not be able to be friends with anyone! I mean If you are gay and you can’t have another gay friend then the bisexuals are friggin’ screwed. I’m sorry Walker and Black, but maybe you should remove those sticks from your asses and get with the real world.”
Dean was smiling like an idiot and Cas felt like he couldn’t smile any further.
“Did you ask him to do this?” Dean asked, laughing.
“Yeah.”
“You’re the best, Cas.”
“No problem, Dean.”
The rest of the night was uneventful and Cas felt himself growing disappointed and slightly bored. And he felt himself drifting with the vision of Dean’s eyes........
And then he woke up on the couch with a puffy pillow and the duvet cover from his bed. He was tightly wrapped in like a taco. Confusion clouded him before he remembered the night before and happiness crept through his groggy and worn out body. He smiled at the note left on the coffee table.
Good-morning, Sleepyhead!
You fell asleep before I was finished! Just joking, don’t worry. I was feeling really tired too and you, sir, have had quite the week. You looked a little cold and sad there and since we, like your brother said last night, are no more than friends, I couldn’t cuddle with you without freaking you out. duh. So I stole some of your pillows from your bedroom and your comforter which is ridiculously soft by the way. Dude, your duvet is almost as good as pie. I put the duvet over your snuggly little ass, snapped a picture (just kidding) and dude, you sleep like my little brother does! A bomb could go off and you wouldn’t wake up. Also, I spilled some of your diet coke on my Zepplin shirt. Sorry. It’s in your laundry basket. Anyways, I left. Dishes are done. Pie is gone (don’t judge dude), and I’ll see you soon?
Thanks again,
Dean
P.S- This sounds like I’m coming on to you. I’m still not!
Cas smiled to himself. He would have been a lot more entranced by the message if he didn’t hear the faint ringing of his phone. He grumbled and answered it.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Novak, this is Mr. Shirley.”
Oh no. Mr. Shirley was his boss.
“Yes.”
“There has been a disastrous earthquake in Greece. We want you to report on it up close and personal in Athens. You will be gone for no more than a month. Pack your bags. You leave in three hours.”
Cas should have been thrilled by the offer but there was a man with a dirty Led Zepplin shirt and a cocky grin that he never wanted to leave. And no matter how many times Castiel attempted to convince himself otherwise, Dean WInchester was a man who Castiel was hopelessly in love with. Castiel boarded the plane with Dean’s note in his hands and Dean’s shirt on his back, praying to get home soon.
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One Month and A few days (give or take) after Dean Winchester came out of the closet, Castiel Novak’s ratings sky rocketed. He traveled to Greece and was reporting there for a special episode on an earthquake Athens that took the world by surprise and killed thousands of people. Castiel was doing everything he could to help. Pictures circulated of him online of Cas pulling small children from rubble and giving an old lady cpr. He wasn’t nearly as groomed in most of his reports, in fact, most of the time he wore a sweat stained Led Zepplin shirt and bags under his eyes. Casual viewers wouldn’t know that the shirt was Dean Winchester’s shirt that Dean had to take off when he spilled diet coke over himself. He was at one of his trips to Cas’s house when it happened. Cas never gave the shirt back.
People started to believe that the fault line that caused the earthquake was malfunctioning when three more earthquakes hit Greece. Castiel was still there, despite the fact that people were evacuating the city. He wanted to help people. Videos of him running, fighting and saving lives went viral.
He was broadcasting on a friday, talking about the lives at steak and the increasing crime rate that terrorized the city.
“Now it’s hard to walk through the streets at night safely without getting shot at. New statistics have reported a breathtaking six-thousand robberies and break ins a night an- what was that? Get in the doorways! Under the tables! Now!”
The newscast was cut short and televisions across the country went black.
Part 2