56: dean+castiel

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"Okay but like if Gabe and Lucifer were to throw a party who would get drunk first?" Castiel said setting the bag of McDonalds down on the kitchen counter.

"Lucifer. Easily." Dean remarked back, throwing his keys down next to it.

"Yeah but like have you met my brother?"

"Unfortunately."

"Well then you know it would definitely be him."

"I don't know about that." Dean mumbled taking things out of the bag and setting them down in front of them.

"Uh yes." Castiel said stuffing a few fries in his mouth.

"Hmm..."

"See..."

"But if we were to throw a party who would get drunk first?" Dean looked at him with a grin.

"Dean how is that even a question? It's me of course."

"I'd like to see this drunk Castiel, he sounds like an interesting dude." Dean smirked sipping on his drink.

"Oh what like the first party wasn't enough for you?"

"No I'm just saying... maybe we should do that more often."

"Do what?" Castiel teased him looking up.

"Parties, Castiel." Dean rolled his eyes.

"Oh... okay I mean... sure..."

"Really?"

"Dean you don't have to stop living your life just because I'm here."

"I know... I just want you to be there too." Dean said softly looking down at the floor.

"Then I will be."

"Really?"

"Yes Dean." Cas laughed.

Dean looked up at Castiel and smiled.

"Speaking of parties... when is Sam's thing tomorrow?"

"Oh shit I almost forgot I need to text Jess!"

"Deaaaaaan... I told you to do that earlier."

"I know I forgot okay."

Castiel shook his head with a smile and took a drink out of Dean's cup, while he wasn't paying attention trying to figure out what to text Jess.

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