You're the Devil in disguise ch.12

You're the Devil in disguise

Chapter Twelve: Double Date
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Dean stares across the table at his brother and Gabriel sharing a drink while they wait for the waitress to bring Sam's. "This waiter is shitty."

"Dean, be nice." Castiel sighs, "He's busy."

"If I have to watch my brother share a drink with Gabriel for one more minute, I'm gonna-!" Dean gets cut off by the waiter returning with Sam's drink.

"Sorry for the wait!" He apologizes, smiling at all of them.

"No worries." Castiel says, returning the smile to distract him from Dean's scowl.

"Yes, well I will return shortly with your meals!" The man quickly walks away.

"So…." Gabriel begins, leaning back in his seat, "Christmas break…or 'winter vacation' is coming up. What are you planning, Cassie?" He asks and his brother shrugs.

"I was thinking of helping at the church with the children and whatnot." Castiel answers, "Hopefully they will give me a cot."

"Ugh, you and that damn church." Gabriel groans as Dean looks at the two brothers confused.

"Wait…you don't have a place there for certain?" Dean asks, "So you two don't have a place to stay?"

Castiel's eyes widen as it finally clicks what Gabriel brought them here for. Sometimes his brother is way too sneaky. "We have places, do not worry about it." He says, looking to his brother, "Isn't that right, Gabriel?"

Gabriel rolls his eyes, "Oh yeah, we're just crawling with offers. There's Balthazar, Anna, Samandriel no doubt. Don't worry about us."

"Maybe if a certain idiot would not go around playing tricks on everyone someone on that list could be one of your friends." Castiel says and Gabriel laughs.

"Cassie, I have friends, I would just never spend the break at their place."

"So you have no real place to stay this break?" Dean asks Castiel and the younger man tenses up in anticipation for what he knows is coming, "Why don't you come to our place?"

Yep, there it is. Dean always feels the need to put himself out for others and Castiel doesn't want to be another charity for him. Among other reasons not to see his parents. "No." Castiel says firmly, "I am not going to inconvenience you and your family when I have the church if they let me or Balthazar, since he already gave me permission."

Dean rolls his eyes, "Cas, don't be so stubborn. You're my roommate and more recently my boyfriend. If you should go with anyone it should be me."

"Dean I will not be a charity case." Castiel says, catching everyone off guard.

"Charity…case…?" Dean mumbles, slightly annoyed.

"That's harsh…" Sam begins, but shrugs, "And a pretty good point."

"Wait, what?" Dean practically growls, "Why should he feel like coming to our place is him being a charity case?"

"You have a habit of putting yourself out for others, even when you do not necessarily want to." Castiel explains before Sam can start. "I do not wish to put you out."

Dean frowns, "Cas…I'm not going to be put out." He grins and wraps an arm around Castiel's shoulders, "Who doesn't want their boyfriend at their place over vacation?"

"Ah…I suppose that makes sense…" Castiel mumbles, "But I still…don't…"

"Just do it." Dean says, "Your brother obviously wants you both to, so just do it."

Castiel rolls his eyes, "What I do not want to?" He counters and Dean pales.

"You…don't want to…?" Dean asks, weakly.

"Um…it's not that I don't want to…I'm just…I've never...dated someone, let alone met their parents. I've only ever met Balthazar's parents, actually." Castiel admits, "While it won't be an imposition on you, apparently, it is still…something I would rather avoid…"

"Oh come on, whose parents wouldn't love you?" Dean asks and Castiel shrugs.

"Perhaps the parents of a boyfriend whom was previously thought to be straight until he met me? Besides, I get so nervous….when I met Balthazar's they thought I was sick or something because my face was so red…" Castiel mumbles, making Gabriel laugh.

"They thought you were sick because you got so nervous you puked, Cassie! Besides, they still loved you. Now that is true people skills."

Dean looks at Castiel, covering his mouth to hide the grin, "Y-you puked?" He asks, his voice straining not to laugh, "That's….that's um…heh….completely…pft…understandable."

"It's not funny, Dean."Castiel huffs, crossing his arms, "The room was white carpet. They wouldn't even let me pick up my own mess." He adds and both Dean and Gabriel lose it, laughing like idiots.

"Hey, guys, be nice. That had to be embarrassing." Sam says, visibly fighting down his smile, "It's no wonder he's hesitant."

"You'll be better this time, Gabe will be with you." Dean tries and Gabriel laughs harder, burying his face in Sam's shoulder.

"Gabriel was with me at Balthazar's as well." Castiel mumbles, looking down at his drink and fidgeting.

Dean deadpans, at a lack of anything to say other than an admittedly lame "Oh."

"Yes, so, I am not exactly…"

"We'll bring a barf bag; you can take it in with you when you meet them. No worries." Dean suggests, smiling at him reassuringly, "Besides, physical reactions cannot be controlled. They will love you for you, I promise." He looks to Gabriel, still laughing in Sam's shoulder, "Now that one on the other hand…"

"Gabriel is amazing with parents, family, friends, everyone. When he wants to be. There's nothing to worry about with him." Castiel sighs, "He inherited all of the charisma."

"Nah, Gabe's an A-class asshole. You, however, are the softhearted dorky type. The type my mother always wished I would befriend or date. You will be a dream come true." Dean points out and Castiel sits completely still for a moment before letting out another heavy sigh as their food comes.

"You are all obviously set on this…" Castiel says, glancing to Sam, "I assume you are as well," Sam nods, "So I suppose it's only right to just give in and bite the metaphorical bullet."

"You don't need to say metaphorical, Cas, we all know it's metaphorical." Dean teases and Castiel sinks in the booth.

"I do not know it is metaphorical…"

"Our dad wont shoot at you." Dean laughs, "Our uncle Bobby won't either. My mother will dote on you, no doubt."

Castiel perks up a little, "I have never been doted on…"

"It's true, Cassie hasn't." Gabriel agrees, "Balthazar's parents treat him like a second son, but they aren't really doting parents."

Sam smiles at Castiel, "You are in for a treat then."

Castiel smiles back weakly, "I see…" He mumbles before they all begin to eat their dinner. It's all nice and silent until.

"Hey, Cas, that steak looks good. Let me have a bite." Dean says, cutting through the comfortable silence and making Castiel blush a little at the idea of feeding his boyfriend in front of his brother.

Awkwardly cutting a piece for him, Castiel hands the fork over, "Here you go." He ignores the disappointed look on Dean's face and goes to munching on a fry.

"Hey Sam~!" Gabriel coos, "Why don't you let me have a taste of your salad?"

Sam raises a brow and laughs a little before feeding him, "You don't even like salad."

"Stop hitting on my brother in front of me." Dean groans.

"Hey, I can't help it if my boyfriend is more at ease with public flirtating than yours." Gabriel teases.

"That is not-!" Dean begins, before Castiel butts in.

"No, that is correct." The brunette admits, "Flirtation is awkward enough…but to do so in public and near my brother is still…"

Dean chuckles, handing him his fork back, "Got it. Won't do it again."

"Now about dessert!" Gabriel says as he finishes his food, "I'm thinking one of everything…" he looks up to the other three, "What do you guys want?"

"Pie." Dean says, "A slice of every type of pie they have."

Castiel narrows his eyes, "You're still paying for all of it, correct?"

"That is indeed correct, baby brother."

"Than hand me that dessert menu." Castiel orders.

"Ohhh, you're so sexy when you take charge." Gabriel teases, looking to Dean, "Isn't he?"

Dean glares back, "Just shut up, Gabe."
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A/N: Sorry this took so long, I've been busy with life and then I started an original story on fictionpress (My name on there is midget undertaker...don't question it. I made it at 4 in the morning with friend's help.) and I just...got...distracted. By a lot of shit. ANYWAYS, HERE IS THIS. (There's only going to be, like, two or three more chapters, just so you know.)