His Stage Name 'Angel of the Lord'

Chapter 4

                  

Castiel didn't know why he felt empty when he saw Dean leaving out of the bar, he didn't know why he left as well, he was having a blast and the crowd obviously loved him, he had gotten thrown various numbers, but he only wanted one, the emerald green eyed male behind the bar, Castiel would shake his thoughts out of his head, as he began to smile widely. Castiel was walking along the street heading towards the motel when he heard a door open and footsteps running up to him.

Michael would place a hand on Castiel's shoulder as he spun the male around, he wasn't about to let the male leave without asking if he wanted the job. Michael would breathe in nervously as he looked up at the dark haired male, taking in his figure, before nodding, definitely what he was looking for, he looked like an Angel and that's what Michael needed, Dean was the Demon, and now if he had his guy, he could get his idea set in motion.

Michael would stand back, as Castiel looked at him in confusion and tilted his head slightly. Was this guy going to speak to me? Castiel would think as he watched the stranger "Is there something you want?" Castiel would finally break the silence, he's voice was dark and thick; it was like he just woken up, this made Michael go eye wide as he bite his lip "um yes, I was wandering if you wanted a job?" Castiel would stand up straight as he thought, it could be good, getting a job, which Castiel needed and at a gay bar even better, he could stare at the green eyed male and mentally picture the things he could do to him, but better still Castiel could forget about Justin.

Seven years. That's how long Castiel and Justin have been together, seven long years of love and heartbreak. Sometimes they would have their arguments and call it off but in the end they both would get back together, Castiel believed he found his soul mate, he believed in that kind of thing. Castiel was in their apartment, it was small, one bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen and a living room, Castiel had brought it for them both, knowing that he would be with Justin for many years, his life he hoped.

Castiel was in the kitchen, brewing coffee as he felt a pair of strong arms around his waist, Justin had just woken up and he immediately, went and saw Castiel grabbing the shorter male by the waist and spinning him around, Justin was much taller than Castiel, while Castiel was 5'11, Justin was 6'1, Justin's skin was tanned, he got out, being a professional trainer could do that, with saying that Justin had a beautifully toned body, broad shoulders, Castiel would trail his hands down Justin's firm chest as he smiled looking up at the male's brown eyes, Castiel would occasionally glance along Justin's, high cheekbones and down his jaw line and in his opinion it was perfection, and then Justin collar bone was nice as well. Justin's hair was silky blonde hair, but it was naturally messy, Castiel didn't mind that at all. As Castiel ran his hands down the males hair, and on to his neck, gently resting his hands at the back of Justin's neck, Castiel would smile as he went on his tippy toes and pulled Justin down in a loving kiss, he would immediately feel Justin five a clock shadow, Castiel would 'hmm' is response waiting for Justin to kiss back, which never happened.

That should have been the first alarm bell, to ring though Castiel's mind but as he placed his feet back on the ground he would just smile, at the male before him, happy to be here in this moment with him. Justin would slightly smile at Castiel, something was up, but Castiel never asked, which he should of. Castiel went back to pouring two cups of coffee, as he passed a cup to Justin, Justin would take it and shake his head "I have to go Castiel" Justin's voice was low and middle toned but with a soft edge to it, now that should of sent another alarm bell but it didn't . Castiel would nod as he placed his cup down and gleefully walked over to Justin, standing in front of him. Justin would smile as he raffled Castiel's dark hair, before walking out of the apartment. Third alarm bell that Castiel brushed off, Castiel was only brushing it off because it was there seven year anniversary, and what he had in mind was perfect. Tonight he was going to propose.