New Year’s Bliss
Castiel could hear the melody of “Auld Lang Syne” coming from inside the ballroom. He paused in front of the door. “It must be close to midnight,” he noted.
“Mhmm,” Dean agreed. “Time to share a New Year’s kiss,” he added with a wink. Castiel could hear his breath catch, and Dean must have heard it too, because he turned back to Castiel and looked at him in question. “May I?” (4.6k)
Castiel breathed a sigh of relief as he snuck out the side door of the hotel’s grand ballroom and found himself in a small, dimly-lit outdoor courtyard. He glanced around, noticing a large stone fountain that was probably beautiful in warmer months when it was running surrounded by four wrought-iron benches. There were bushes around the outer edge of the courtyard and trellises of ivy were placed sporadically between bushes. As he looked, he found himself wishing he could see it in summer when there would undoubtedly be flowers blooming as well. Right now, however, fat snowflakes were falling gently from the sky, making the ground and everything else sparkle a bright white. Castiel shivered slightly, wishing he had his coat and scarf but thankful that he at least was wearing his suitcoat.
He stuck his hands in his pockets in an attempt to keep them from freezing and wandered closer to the fountain. Up close he could see that it was a fairly simple but still beautiful circular tiered fountain with small flowers carved into the rims, and he knew it must look impressive when it was warm enough to run water through it.
Castiel was looking up at the trellises when he heard the door open and close behind him. He turned around and saw his new companion – an attractive man around his age who gave him a small wave as he approached Castiel.