Summary: In celebration of the live action remake of Beauty and the Beast ~
Castiel has been eyeing Dean and all his ruggedly handsome good looks for some time, but he buries his feelings. If Dean knew what he was thinking he would laugh at him surely. Cas can’t help but hope there is a softer side to Dean beneath the surface. Meanwhile, self-loathing and sometimes abrasive Dean, watches as Castiel - real life angel - selflessly helps others and spreads love and acceptance wherever he goes. There is beauty that radiates from deep within him and calms Dean’s restless heart. Would fate help them lose themselves long enough to find each other?
They were working on a skeleton crew as it was because of the weather advisories but someone had to be there. Castiel lived within walking distance of the office so he didn’t mind to stay a bit longer. He went around checking on others and helping them meet their deadlines so they could get home safe.
It had started snowing around 3 PM and then it got dark shortly after that as the snow clouds moved in to cover the sun. Cas watched the last of them bundle up and slide through the parking lot to their cars. It was almost 7 PM when Castiel finished up the rest of the pressing assignments. A dull headache plagued him from staring at the computer screen for so long. He hit the lights, getting ready to head home himself, when Dean Winchester stepped off the elevator.
“Dean, what are you still doing here? You live the furthest away, you should have been the first to leave.” Dean could tell that Cas was genuinely worried because his eyes flared blue and his brow scrunched with worry.
“No, it’s okay.” Dean said. “I knew it was too late, I’m just gonna crash on the couch in the break room. Dean couldn’t help but be flattered by Castiel’s concern. “I just came down - I think I left a cup of noodles in my desk.”
Cas wrinkled his nose and cocked his head to the side. Dean wondered what had him so deep in thought. He was beautiful when he was concentrating.
“What about you? - I didn’t know you were still down here working - last to leave?” Dean gestured at Cas.
“Well, I don’t live too far - just at the bottom of the hill there’s a path that leads through to my apartment. I was just about to walk home.”
“Oh.” Dean nodded. They were both quiet for a moment but neither were in a hurry to leave each other’s presence.
“Look…” Cas looked down, scratching the back of his neck. “Why don’t you come home with me?” Castiel looked up at Dean and then away again. He’d had a crush on Dean for a while - but this had nothing to do with that. It wouldn’t be right to leave Dean helpless here without a decent meal or a shower, not when his home was so close. “My home is not much to see - it’s fairly small but I’ve got a shower and a fireplace and homemade chicken curry soup in the fridge…” Castiel was trying to convince him but Dean hadn’t objected.
“Okay.” Dean said.
“Yeah?” Castiel’s eyes went wide with disbelief, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
“Yeah…just let me grab my coat.” Dean disappeared into the office.
Castiel felt giddy like he’d asked Dean on a date and Dean accepted. He tried to remind himself that was in fact - not - what happened. Dean was stranded and simply taking the help that Cas offered, nothing else. (The thought didn’t help to quiet the butterflies in Cas’ stomach though.)