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I Know You

The next morning Dean woke up and it dawned on him that he had met his idol last night, in person. He got excited, now knowing where Castiel lived and he decided that maybe he would try to pay him a  visit; if his parents weren't home that is. So Dean grabbed his jacket and walked out to his car, climbing in and starting it up. He sat in the parking lot for a while before pulling out his phone to text Charlie. 

Dean: You'll never believe what happened last night! I met Castiel Novak, the Castiel Novak!

Charlie: Dude I know you have a gay thing for the guy but seriously it's like six in the morning fuck off I'm sleeping. 

Dean: Uh, Charlie it's 11:30

Dean: And I don't have a gay thing for anyone. 

Charlie:Yes you do. I don't get out of bed before noon, Tiger Princess, so please if you would ever so kindly shut the fuck up I am sleeping. 

Dean laughed and put away his phone, putting his car in reverse and driving off to Cas's house. 

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He drove passed Castiel's house a little slower than needed, checking if there were in cars in the driveway. There weren't. He turned around and pulled into the drive, turned off his car and walked up to the door. Dean knocked on it and smiled when a young boy, looking about the same age as Sam, opened the door for him. 

"Hello," he squeaked. Not who he was expecting, Dean thought. 

"Please don't kill me."

"Dude I'm not going to kill anyone do I really look that scary?"

"Yes."

"I promise I won't, I'm Dean Winchester, you wouldn't happen to have an older brother named Castiel would you?" 

"Actually I do, do you need him?Are you friends with him? It would be so nice to see Cassie with a friend, he's always so sad and so alone..." The kid trailed off. 

"I'm sort of his friend but I really do need to talk to him."

"Oh, right! Cassie! There's someone at the door for you!" 

"Coming!" Dean stood awkwardly in the door before seeing Castiel come walking out from what Dean assumed was a hallway. He had perfect sex hair and his pajama pants hung low on his hips, his shirt a plain white that had faded until it was almost clear.  I am straight I only noticed his pajamas because I notice things. Dean stared at him for a moment until he spoke up. 

"You didn't just run out,  of gas again at the bottom of my driveway did you?" 

Dean huffed a laugh, "No, actually I came to talk to you." 

Castiel tilted his head to the side and squinted his eyes a little before he said, "Okay.." Dragging both the "O" and the "Y". 

Castiel stepped outside the door and pulled it shut behind himself, "What do you need?" 

"What time do your parents get home?" 

"Five-ish why?" 

"I'm staying until four-thirty then. I wanted to get to know you better, you seem cool. I swear on my life I wont hurt you and I won't move anything or leave any trace of me behind I just want to talk. And if I hurt anybody I will go to the police myself and turn myself in." 

"Alright, but you have to leave at four-thirty." 

"Deal." 

Castiel led him into the house and brought him into the family room, where some movie was paused. 

"Dude is that The Avengers?" 

"Yeah if you don't want to-" 

"No, no I love this movie play it." 

Castiel played the movie and turned to Dean after a little bit, "I don't know anything about you, wanna play 20 questions or something to get to know each other?" 

"Sure. I'll go first, favorite character in this movie?" 

"Forever Loki. Favorite food?" 

"Always apple pie. Other than the young one over there, how many siblings?"

"Four, all older, all moved out. What do you do when you have spare time?" 

"Mostly read, but don't tell anyone because I've got an image to maintain." 

"Really?" 

"Nah, but seriously my brother can't know I'll never hear the end of it." 

"Just one brother? How boring." 

"Two actually, both younger. Sam, who is twelve and Adam who is six. What's his name?" Dean asked, pointing to Castiel's younger brother. 

"Gabriel. What kinds of stories do you read?" 

"Fiction mainly. I'm renaming you to Cas and him to Gabe you guys have mouthfuls for names." 

Cas laughed, and when he looked over to Dean, he noticed for the first time how truly blue Cas's eyes were. But no homo, right? Straight guys notice other guys' eye colors too... Right? 

Dean laughed with him and the asked, "Number one hobby?"

"Popping little kids' balloons."

"Seriously?"

"No, I write stories on what comes to mind, don't make fun of me."

"No I thinks it's cool, mostly because I read said stories. I know who you are, Cas, Angel Of Thursdays. I love your stories a ton as does my friend Charlie. I just thought I would tell youbefore I have to go," Dean nodded to the clock which now read 4:23. 

"Right, well by then. Will I see you again?"

"First, where's your room? I need to know if I can get into your window" 

"I doubt it, my room's on the second floor."

They walked through the house and Dean learned that they had a bird, two cats, two dogs and a shit ton of chickens. He stopped when he came to Cas's room and looked around. While Cas was busy rambling about something and looking away he found a pen and an open notebook and wrote his name and his number into it with a note that said Text me sometime, stranger I'd love to comtinue our game of 20 questions. 

Dean left feeling satisfied and he couldn't wait to talk more with Cas. He threw his keys onto the table by the door of his motel room and felt his phone vibrate. 

Unknown Number: Hey, stranger, tea or coffee? 

Dean: Coffee

Unknown Number: We can no longer be in touch, I'm sorry Dean. 

Dean: No don't go 

Unknown Number: Fine, but I don't make coffee for people so if you ever want a hot beverage at my house you're getting tea. 

Dean: Fine. Marvel or DC? 

Unknown Number: My room says DC but my heart says  Marvel. 

Dean continued to text Cas late into the night, only stopping when Cas finally fell asleep on him sometime around 3:00 AM. He fell asleep feeling that maybe he was going to make a difference and Gabriel could stop saying his brother was "Always so sad and so lonely."