Ace_of_Spadezz
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Haunted by a past he can't escape, Dean drifts from town to town until his car breaks down in an unexpected town in the middle of nowhere. There, he meets Castiel, a kind baker who is mute but possesses an undeniable warmth and a longing to be heard. Through shared meals, quiet moments, and a deep understanding that transcends words, they begin to heal. But can Dean let go of his guilt and embrace a future he never thought possible? Can Castiel find the strength to open his heart to someone he knows may not stay?
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- Part 7 of Short stories for quick reads
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“Questioning your sexuality is healthy, Dean,” Cas said carefully. “It is common for people to believe that it’s an ‘either/or’ subject, only two options, but it’s not that simple.” He’d read quite a lot about LGBTQ issues, trying to run out the clock until leaving for college.
Dean nodded, hands still over his face. “I just was, um, wondering...if I could, I dunno, if we could...do something. Then I think I would have a better idea of what...what I am.”
Cas’s face flushed hard and fast. This was very close to an actual fantasy and he was unsure how to respond. He very very much wanted to try ‘something’ with Dean, anything, really.
“What did you have in mind?” Cas steadied his voice. He might just get to give a handjob to a very popular, very sexy football player.
Dean straightened up and looked Cas square in the eye.
“I want to suck your dick.”
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It’s been a while since Castiel last went to a bar. Especially a random one. He’s an introvert, capital I, and not much of a party animal for one, and two, it’s exhausting to be around straight people.
But he goes, and he meets one handsome stranger.Cas looks at him. They’re roughly the same height but the guy looks a little younger than Cas. “Not my type,” Cas says, about the female bartender.
The guy bites his lower lip as he studies Cas. “What is your type?” he asks then.
Cas doesn’t know where the guy is going with this but Cas hates talking to straight guys and the best way to make them go away is by scaring them with the gay, so that’s what he does.
He looks straight into the stranger’s eye, and dead serious, says: “You.”
Instead of backing off, the stranger smiles. "Lucky me."Series
- Part 1 of A Crash-Course in Casual
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That fucking hickey was driving Dean insane. It wasn't even a fucking hickey, it was a bruise. But it looked like a hickey. And Dean was going insane.