“Yep,” Rob quipped, removing the Christmas tree shaped cookie cutter from the section of dough, a satisfied look crossing his face at the outcome. “Look, Rich,” he murmured, pointing at what he made with a proud expression on his face.
“Nice, Robbie. Check out my snowflake.”
You listened to their conversation with a small smile on your face, knowing, like children, they could easily be entertained. “I’ll grab the icing,” you told them before heading to the pantry, eyes jumping from shelf to shelf until you spotted the packets of red, green, white, and blue icing just above your head. You reached up and grabbed all four, knowing you and the boys would want a variety of colors when decorating the sugar cookies.
Summary: When Dean says that their friend, Jo, is interested in Cas and would like his number, Castiel had no idea what to do. She likes her, but not in the romantic way. It’s Dean who stole his heart, but is his friend feeling the same way?
Word Count: 1312
Characters: Castiel Novak, Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle (mentioned)
Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel Novak (Destiel)
Warnings/Tags: fluff, coffee shop!AU, friends to lovers
Big thanks to @hideyourdemoneyes for listening to my whining about lots of things and constantly cheering me on. You’re the best!
A/N: It’s the third out of 12 Destiel pieces I’ll be publishing daily, from December 14th to 25th, as a Christmas Celebration.
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“Again, what did she ask you to do?” Castiel wondered, breaking a reindeer-shaped cookie in half.
“To get your number. She said you’re cute and that she wants to get to know you better,” Dean explained, taking a sip of the black coffee steaming from the plastic cup.
“Interesting. Why didn’t she talk to me in class? We have a few lectures together,” Cas said, taking a bite of the cookie, feeling like he wasn’t getting from Dean the whole truth.
Something just didn’t add up. Not one of Dean’s friends was shy, they were all either in cheerleader team or in football team, every one of them fit and confident. Why would Jo have a problem with asking him out?