Sorry been very frustrated lately trying to write this, but AH I'm so excited to finally post this. I love this and can't wait to write more!

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Cas sighed in frustration. His plan was to ignore Dean for the rest of his life, but of course, that annoying mechanic had convinced his father that it would be a good idea for him to come in for the next few weeks to shadow him while he fixed cars.

Dean wanted to win that nasty bet and Cas knew it. He, of course, protested the horrible idea, but his father insisted. As usual, his father was always right and said that it was best for him and he couldn't argue with him because inevitably he would threaten to cut him off. He learned that the hard way. The following day he found himself at the garage Dean worked at and the first thing that bastard did? Smirk at him! Oh, how Cas hated him!

Cas tried focusing on other things, he looked around the garage. The place was a mess. Tools scattered everywhere, the floor covered with dirt as if it hadn't been cleaned in a while, and not to mention the overwhelming smell of Oil and gas. How could anyone stand to be in this place?

The sound of a door opening interrupted Cas' thoughts, an older man entered.

"Today's gonna be pretty busy so be ready. I hear there was an accident down on I71." The man's tone was heavy and demanding as if he was Dean's boss.

"Alright thanks, Bobby," Dean replied as he was working on a pretty messed up, red Chevy.

Bobby turned and faced Cas. He looked at him, eyebrows raised. "Who's this? A customer?" He questioned.

"I'm Castiel-"

"Novak. His father thought it would be good for him to shadow me." Dean finished for him.

Cas glared silently at the mechanic.

Bobby nodded. "Alright well if you guys need anything I'll be here," he said and walked into the back room.

Cas faced Dean. "I could have finished that on my own thank you." He sassed.

"You're welcome," Dean replied and turned to grin at him. Cas wanted to slap Dean he made him so angry sometimes. Cas decided to get some payback and he knew just what to do, just how to make Dean angry. Cas grinned deviously as he quietly went over and grabbed some red paint.

He knew Dean was too focused on the car to notice. He also knew if he shook the can of paint that it would be far too loud and Dean would notice so he had to be quick if he wanted to do this. Taking a deep breath, in his head, he counted to three then quickly shook the can and sprayed the red paint on a black Corvette that was in the garage.

Dean turned to see what had happened. Closing his eyes for a moment as if to compose himself and keep him from blowing up he grit his teeth.

Good! That'll teach him! The mechanic simply stood and worked his way towards Cas.

"Oh sweetheart, you're gonna pay for this."

Dean grabbed his wrist tightly and dragged him forwards, the two collided, chest to chest. Cas couldn't help but marvel at how hard the pull was.

Cas went to retaliate, wanting to stop Dean from doing whatever he was going to do, but forgot what he was going to say as Dean calmly raised his hand. No longer holding his wrist, he purposely guided his filthy grease covered fingers down Castiel's neck. It strangely felt amazing and he couldn't focus on anything else. Moving closer, Dean pressing his fingers harder into Cas' delicate flesh and slowly moved his hand down. Inch by inch, Dean thoroughly marked the rich man's skin.

Castiel broke out of his trance when Dean popped open the first button of his expensive new shirt.

"Get your filthy hands off me you assbutt!"

With that said Cas pushed Dean from him and attempted to rub off the grease mark that marred his perfectly tan skin..

"You're gonna pay for this!"

Dean grinned at him. "Tit for tat princess."

"Besides you could have pushed me away sooner... what happened? Starting to like my filthy hands on you?" He winked.

Cas rolled his eyes and glared. "Keep dreaming."

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Later on that day Cas was finally done shadowing and all he wanted to do was to get some food and relax. After all, he'd had to deal with Dean all day. Cas drove down to the Roadhouse. It wasn't the fanciest place ever, but it felt comfortable and nice. When he pulled in he saw Dean with a much older man and it looked like they were arguing. Stepping out of his car after parking he walked over slowly but at the same time tried to keep his distance.

"You can't keep treating me like this!" Dean yelled, obviously frustrated with the older man.

"Well, you know what? if you weren't such a terrible son then maybe I wouldn't have to treat you like this" The man, who Cas could finally tell was Dean's father, calmly stated. "Why can't you act more like Castiel."

Dean turned away from his father. "You know what? Go to hell old man." He spat as he walked away and into the Roadhouse.

Cas followed Dean, on entering the first thing to hit him was the wonderful smell of alcohol and chili cheese fries. It's a weird smell to those who are new, but once you were familiar with it, it became heaven.

Cas quickly snapped out of it and went over to Him. Dean was sitting at a booth by himself so he casually sat down clasping his hands together on the table.

Dean looked up at Cas and flinched, "What do you want?" he growled.

Cas glanced at Dean who was still furious and hurt, I don't get along with my dad either."

"You saw?" Dean sighed, "Awesome, this day couldn't get any better."

Cas ignore the comment, "He often tells me that I should act more like you."

The beer Dean rotated casually between his hands stilled suddenly. Stunning Green eyes glanced up at Cas, "What?"

A smile flickered across Cas' face, "Stupid huh? Why would I want to be more like you?"

Cas saw Dean get angry and his head whipped up to retaliate but the grin on Cas' face stopped him.

"You shouldn't listen to him," Cas whispered, he knew how it felt, to be unwanted. He knew how it felt not to be enough for the person you loved and he wouldn't wish that on his worst enemy.

"No?" Dean asked watching Cas carefully, unsure of this new calmer, more sensitive rich boy.

"No... you're good just the way you are."

Dean smiled that sexy half smile that had Cas melting into a puddle of goo.

"I knew you liked me." The mechanic grinned.

Cas rolled his eyes, "Oh my god, you just can't help yourself can you?"

"I can but.. You know, I don't really want to."

Cas froze, Dean was staring at him with a look he couldn't quite place. Then the mechanic laughed and broke the moment.

"My Dad's a dick... I guess we're not so different after all, huh?"

Cas smiled, "Maybe..."

"I don't know, you went from can't standing me to here you are now making sure I'm alright." He teased, this time instead of a cheesy grin and a playful look in his eyes he kindly smiled, and what looked like sincerity showing in his eyes.

Cas looked away, a little embarrassed. "A moment of weakness," he replied.

Dean nodded with a small laugh. "Well whatever you call it, thank you"

"I'd better get going, my dad is probably wondering where I am. " Cas got up to walk away, but before leaving he looked down at Dean.

"You're welcome." He mumbled the last part but knew Dean had heard especially when he saw the stupid little grin finding its way back to his face.

"Bye Cas." 

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I hope you all liked it! Can't wait to write more and I cant express the joy I get writing this. I could go on and on about how I'm excited and stuff, but I can't because I happen tooo be writing the next chapter

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